Nan Gong Huan extended two fingers to press on his pulse, using her lifebound spirit beast’s power to sense directly, borrowing Xiao Jiu’s strength. This way, Xiao Jiu wouldn’t need to appear, and her identity would remain hidden.

Surprisingly, she actually detected a Gu worm inside him.

Nan Gong Qian’er was truly willing to go to such lengths. She liked Wei Yugong so much, yet she still dared to plant a Gu worm in him.

"There’s one," Nan Gong Huan said in a low voice, then made a small cut on his arm and used her power to force the Gu worm out.

A small bulge appeared on his chest, slowly moving toward the wound until it broke through the skin, bringing with it a stream of blood.

Wei Yugong immediately bandaged the wound himself. In the brief moment he glanced at the Gu worm, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand and summoned a spiritual blade, slicing the worm in half. It was pink all over, different from the Gu worms Nan Gong Huan had seen before.

"This is a Love Gu," Nan Gong Huan said with a subtle expression. She had secretly investigated these Gu worms a long time ago. Although the process was difficult, she had eventually learned some things.

"Love Gu? Is it different from the others?" Wei Yugong frowned.

Nan Gong Huan snorted lightly. "A Love Gu, naturally, makes you fall in love with the person who planted it. You’ll be deeply in love with her until death."

Wei Yugong’s face turned pale. So, all this time, his feelings for Qian’er were... the result of the Love Gu?

Qian’er really planted a Gu worm in me... Wei Yugong’s heart suddenly felt cold.

He picked up the green dragon jade pendant hanging at his waist and glanced at it. He had originally planned to propose to Nan Gong Qian’er after the disciple trials, but now...

Nan Gong Huan secretly observed his conflicted expression, feeling disdain in her heart.

This man was probably only holding back because he was still attached to Nan Gong Qian’er’s identity as the Ziwei Star. If Nan Gong Qian’er were an ordinary person, he would have immediately dumped her.

It seemed the original owner of this body had misjudged him. All her sincere and pure affection had been wasted on someone unworthy.

Nan Gong Huan looked at the green dragon jade pendant in his hand and suddenly remembered the vermilion bird jade pendant he had returned during the broken engagement. That was the only memento left by her mother, and she had to keep it safe.

The green dragon jade pendant was actually modeled after the vermilion bird jade pendant.

Nan Gong Huan’s consciousness probed into the Diming Ring, confirming that the vermilion bird jade pendant was still safe. She felt relieved and then used a cleansing spell to clean the table. At that moment, a slight commotion came from the door.

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"Move aside, all of you! I’ll go first!" Song Qingcheng’s voice grew closer. Without even thinking, it was clear she was cutting in line.

The door was opened by her two maids, and Song Qingcheng swaggered in. The maids closed the door, standing guard inside and outside.

Song Qingcheng casually tossed a storage bag containing one million spirit herbs onto the table, her tone lacking any politeness. "Black Lotus Potion Master, check if there’s a Gu worm in me."

"First come, first served. No cutting in line," Nan Gong Huan didn’t even move, simply giving her these eight words.

"You!" Song Qingcheng wanted to slam the table in anger, but remembering the other party’s status, she held back.

She turned around and walked to the door, signaling her maid to open it.

After the door was opened, she glanced at the long line of people waiting and tossed one million spirit herbs to the first person in line. With her chin raised and an arrogant look, she said, "One million spirit herbs. This spot is mine now. Go to the back."

Everyone had been unhappy with Song Qingcheng cutting in line, but the first disciple who caught the one million spirit herbs immediately smiled and said, "Of course, of course. This spot is yours."

He shamelessly took the one million spirit herbs and went to the end of the line.

Money talks.

Song Qingcheng turned around and sat down in front of Nan Gong Huan again, extending her hand onto the table. "Now can you check me?"

Since the person who was originally first in line didn’t object, Nan Gong Huan didn’t say anything more. She pressed two fingers to Song Qingcheng’s pulse.

Naturally, she detected only the Gu worm she had planted yesterday.

"There’s one," Nan Gong Huan said, making a small cut on Song Qingcheng’s arm and using her power to force the Gu worm out.

This time, the Gu worm started as a bulge in Song Qingcheng’s abdomen, slowly moving upward.

Song Qingcheng’s face twisted in discomfort. She kept wanting to move back, but since Black Lotus’s hand was still pressing on her, she could only shrink her neck and watch the bulge move, even through her clothes.

It was disgusting!

Although the process wasn’t painful, Song Qingcheng gritted her teeth, enduring the psychological discomfort while cursing Nan Gong Qian’er in her heart. That bitch actually planted a Gu worm in her! She had believed they were good sisters, deceived for so long!

To torment Song Qingcheng a bit longer, Nan Gong Huan deliberately slowed the process. What could have been done in ten seconds was dragged out for a full minute.

Finally, the Gu worm fell out with the blood. Song Qingcheng let out a big sigh of relief, using her spiritual power to crush the worm into pieces.

"Nan Gong Qian’er, I won’t let you get away with this!" Song Qingcheng slammed the table in anger, and her maid immediately stepped forward to bandage the wound.

But soon, her expression changed again. She smiled at Nan Gong Huan and said, "Black Lotus Potion Master, here’s the thing. I’d like to invite you to my palace tomorrow for a chat, maybe have some tea. I’ll introduce you to my father, the emperor. What do you think?"

"Sorry, I’m too busy. I can’t make it," Nan Gong Huan remained as calm as ever, her tone unruffled.

Song Qingcheng forced a smile and placed another one million spirit herbs on the table. "Can’t you put things on hold for a bit? Come to my palace as a guest. I won’t treat you poorly."

Only one million spirit herbs? She could earn more than that by selling a single potion.

Besides, she really didn’t want to go.

"No," Nan Gong Huan said coldly, her tone turning icy.

"What if my father invites you? You can’t refuse him, can you?" Song Qingcheng was getting anxious. Her father was the emperor of Feng Xuan! She refused to believe the Black Lotus Potion Master would decline.

Nan Gong Huan smiled coldly. "If His Majesty invites me, he’ll naturally send an invitation. There’s no need for Your Highness to come personally."

"Would it kill you to visit my palace once?!" Song Qingcheng resorted to her usual spoiled princess temper. No matter how nicely she asked, Nan Gong Huan refused. What did she have to do to get her to come?!