"You..."
Qiu Wanyu was quite surprised, her beautiful eyes widening to their fullest.
However, she did not struggle free, nor did she say anything. She simply gazed at Qing Xuantian in silence.
After a moment, Qing Xuantian released Qiu Wanyu's hand and said to her, "The poison in your body is actually quite easy to expel. External force alone won't work, though—you'll have to rely on yourself. Let me teach you a technique. If you channel your martial power and perform it, you'll be able to drive the toxins out."
Seeing Qing Xuantian speak with such a serious expression—as though he truly could help her purge the poison—Qiu Wanyu laughed again.
At this point, she figured that this child, Qing Xuantian, probably had something wrong with his head.
Yet rather than feeling annoyed by him, she found him rather adorable.
But just then, Qing Xuantian picked up a tree branch and began sketching something on the ground.
The more Qiu Wanyu looked, the more astonished she became, because what Qing Xuantian had drawn was a cultivation diagram.
He had sketched it with remarkable clarity—someone like her, a martial cultivator, could read it at a glance.
At this moment, Qiu Wanyu's gaze toward Qing Xuantian began to change, because she felt that what he was drawing did not look like something done on a whim.
"Give it a try," Qing Xuantian said to Qiu Wanyu.
For reasons she couldn't explain, hearing those words, Qiu Wanyu actually sat down cross-legged and began cultivating according to the diagram Qing Xuantian had drawn.
After cultivating for a short while, Qiu Wanyu's face lit up with joy. She leapt to her feet and rushed toward Qing Xuantian, only to stop short right in front of him.
"You... where did you learn this?"
"Oh my, could it really be true that you're a member of the Qing Family?"
By now, Qiu Wanyu was starting to believe what Qing Xuantian had told her. After all, apart from the Qing Family, she couldn't think of where else a child this young could have acquired such methods.
Most importantly, this cultivation technique actually worked. She had only practiced for a brief moment, yet she could already feel some of the toxins in her body being driven out.
If she kept at it, the poison within her would surely be completely purged eventually.
Right now, Qiu Wanyu was both thrilled and shocked, her heart churning like a stormy sea that could not be calmed.
"I, Qing Xuantian, never lie," Qing Xuantian said.
"Qing Xuantian—is your name Qing Xuantian?" Qiu Wanyu looked at Qing Xuantian and asked. By now, she had come to believe that he truly was the young master of the Qing Family, the rulers of Qingzhou.
However, to this question of Qiu Wanyu's, Qing Xuantian offered no response.