“I didn’t mean it. You’re just like my Lanyu. You look exactly the same when you’re angry and ignoring me.”

Nan Yu's face turned ashen when he mentioned pets again.

"You still dare to talk!"

Song Xianqing looked genuinely apologetic: "I'm sorry."

The clan chief was so angry that his face darkened. He apologized to Nan Yu, and the competition was to be presided over by the high priest. He then took his son back to be disciplined. Before leaving, Song Xianqing gave Dengxin a wink.

Nan Yu didn't look at him, so she didn't see him.

Liu Pianpian, however, took everything in.

My heart sank.

But she didn't know what it meant. She just felt that there was something wrong between the two of them. Liu Pianpian was still quite simple-minded. She had never left the village, rarely came into contact with tourists, and didn't have a mobile phone. She dealt with Gu worms all day long and was unfamiliar with many emotions.

The little incident passed quickly.

The adjusted Gu worms re-entered battle mode.

Liu Pianpian took out a small bamboo flute from her waist, pressed her fingertips on the holes, and played a melodious flute tune.

Upon hearing its master's call to battle, the spider's potential was unleashed, and it frantically spun silk, attempting to entangle the scorpion in a cocoon and suffocate it. The black-tailed scorpion fought back fiercely, its stinger and pincers both venomous, while the red spider was already at its last gasp.

Liu Pianpian's flute playing grew increasingly urgent.

The spider's speed in spinning its silk also increased.

The silk netting has already filled half of the cage.

Scorpions also have spider silk on their bodies, and once their tails and pincers are entangled, they will be put in a passive position.

The villagers, including the high priest, were very nervous, as was Liu Pianpian.

She has to win.

Even if I'm reluctant to part with it.

This wasn't her natal Gu worm, and Liu Pianpian might only be able to bear it for a moment. At this moment, winning or losing was more important. The flute music was even faster than twice the speed, and the spider silk entangled the scorpion.

Nan Yu stared at the little black scorpion. Usually, when training it, it would only become unusually fierce if poisonous insects were put into the bowl. It was very docile in his hands. Thinking of taking a break, the armored warrior curled up into a ball, and his heart suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Staring at the box.

nervous.

In a witchcraft contest, it's either one dies and one lives, or both die. The probability of both surviving is very small. If the spider web completely entangles the scorpion, it's highly likely it won't survive. Nan Yu doesn't want the little scorpion to die like this.

He felt sorry for him.

As the scorpion was entangled by one of its pincers, it raised its hand and said to the high priest, "High Priest, I surrender!"

Everyone held their breath, watching the final duel. Nan Yu's voice was exceptionally clear, and everyone was stunned for a moment. Liu Pianpian was also stunned for two seconds, not daring to stop. The Red Spider was about to die; once the flute music stopped, it would surely perish as well.

If Blacktail Scorpion is still alive by then, I'm doomed to lose.

With the final moments approaching, the high priest frowned: "It will be over in a few more minutes."

Nan Yu: "I admit defeat. Give me back the Black-tailed Scorpion."

The high priest remained silent for a while. The clan chief was not present, and there was no one to discuss the matter with. Since Liu Yu had chosen to concede, then they agreed.

Just when things were getting to the most exciting part, he suddenly admitted defeat, building up the tension until the very end, only to then force a shove of excrement into their mouths. The villagers were unwilling to accept this and exclaimed:

1: "Why admit defeat?"

2: "The Gu worm can only die in the fight. In the end, to admit defeat is to be a coward!"

3: "Yes! We can't give up!"

4: "They might be able to turn the tide, didn't the Red Spiders turn the tide? Let them keep fighting!"

5: "Fight!"

6: "Fight!"

A group of people behind them shouted.

The high priest frowned, looked at Nan Yu, and finally, unable to resist the will of the people, advised, "There are so many villagers, let's continue. In our village, there is no such thing as admitting defeat, and besides, it's almost over."

Nan Yu didn't want Black Tail Scorpion to die, and none of them agreed to admit defeat.

He glanced at Liu Pianpian. The speed had already been reduced to 1x, but now it was turned up to 2x. The spider was spinning silk, and the speed of the silk binding was getting faster and faster. The scorpion was already wrapped up.

Nan Yu also pulled out a small bamboo flute from her waistband.

The rhythm is not fast. As soon as the flute sounds, you can close your eyes and even imagine yourself lying under a grape trellis, gently rocking in a rocking chair, holding a small fan in your hand, with a pot of good tea next to you. You are leisurely and free, with the melody lingering in your ears, calming your mind and soothing your breath.

The emotions of some of the restless villagers gradually stabilized.

The high priest frowned and held up a sign warning: "Liu Yu, you cannot manipulate her; that would be breaking the rules!"

Nan Yu moved the flute aside and said, "You were the ones who refused to admit defeat first!"

As she spoke, she began to play the flute again. The black scorpion began to struggle upon hearing its master's call. Liu Pianpian became anxious, breaking out in a cold sweat. At first, she thought Liu Yu had given up on her behalf.

But what's with playing the flute now?

The red spider is at a disadvantage. Playing the flute is a way for it to protect itself. If the opponent plays the flute, it is breaking the rules and can be judged as losing.

Many villagers watching the battle spoke up.

"Liu Yu, what are you doing? Are you resorting to any means to win?"

"So this is the Holy Son? He's playing dirty tricks openly and honestly, clearly not wanting the Holy Maiden to win."

"You're still young, you can't afford to lose."

...

...

After a lot of chatter, Nan Yu finally lost her patience. She walked over to the cage, unlocked it, pulled out the black-tailed scorpion, cleaned the spider silk with her hands, and said unhappily, "I said I admit defeat!"

"I'm not participating next time either!"

Everyone: "..."

The high priest had no idea what he was angry about.

He was clearly the one who disrupted the order first.

High Priest: "Liu Yu, what nonsense are you spouting?"

Thinking that Song Xianqing's kiss might have been the cause of his anger, leading to this outburst, the High Priest sighed softly. He knew the man was unhappy, but he couldn't...

Nan Yu: "You insist on a duel even when I admit defeat, and you say I can't accept defeat when I fight back. You've said everything, good or bad. Holy Son, ha, fine, take away my title. I didn't want to do it anyway!"

Liu Yu is usually quite mild-mannered.

The High Priest truly didn't expect this to be the first outbreak of the day.

Liu Pianpian also stopped playing the flute.

His expression was complicated.

The high priest frowned: "Nonsense! You think you can just pluck something whenever you ask? I know you've been wronged today, go back and get some rest. As for today's competition, I declare the Holy Maiden the winner!"

Liu Pianpian was overjoyed.

Thankfully, I didn't embarrass myself today.

Nan Yu took the little scorpion away. Liu Pianpian's red spider fought to the last moment, its body stiffening as it collapsed in the cage. The girl was overjoyed by the hard-won championship and for a moment forgot about the friends who had won her the honor.

Song Xianqing went back.

The clan chief was so angry that he was about to use family discipline, but Song's mother stopped him and asked, "Why did you and your father come back so early today for the Gu-fighting competition?"

Enraged, the clan chief pointed at Song Xianqing and shouted, "He... was with his family at the competition venue!"

The clan chief's wife's eyes lit up. "What? Does Xianqing have someone he likes? Which family's daughter is it?"

At this point, the clan chief became even more furious.

"What girl! He kissed Liu Yu! How could I have given birth to such a scoundrel!"

The clan chief's wife was startled. "Liu Yu, isn't that the village's Gu Saint Son who was just chosen today?"

"Xianqing, you..."

Song Xianqing scoffed indifferently, "I apologized."

The clan chief gritted his teeth: "Why did you have to kiss someone out of the blue! How are we supposed to face each other after this?"

Song Xianqing: "What's wrong with not meeting? If I like someone, I'll kiss them, and I'll kiss them again next time."