Rebirth: He refused to Divorce Again-Chapter 1425: Qiaoqiao’s Counterattack in Desperation 4

Chapter 1425: Chapter 1425: Qiaoqiao’s Counterattack in Desperation 4

At this moment, the deathly aura still lingered on Ouyang Rong’s face. If one didn’t look closely, they might really think Ouyang Rong had already passed away, as her chest barely rose and fell. Beads of sweat were dripping profusely from the foreheads of San Qi and Ba Jiao.

It was at this moment that they realized the situation was much more serious than they had imagined.

The two withdrew their hands, and the Ruyi Ball remained quietly placed above Ouyang Rong’s head, its dazzling colors had dimmed significantly from when they first started.

Ba Jiao anxiously asked, "What should we do?"

San Qi wiped the sweat from his brow, the light in his eyes growing increasingly dark. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he looked up at Ba Jiao, "Ba Jiao, could it be that woman named Gu Qiaoqiao is behind this?"

"She’s behind this? But how could she have done it? We were all present at the time and didn’t notice any talisman placed on the young miss..."

"What if Gu Qiaoqiao has methods we’re not aware of?"

Ba Jiao furrowed his brow tightly, "If Gu Qiaoqiao really has methods beyond our knowledge, then why was she powerless against the items at Yubao Square? And she even agreed to hand over the Hundred Miles of Mountains Map."

San Qi said nothing further, his brow furrowed deeply as he pondered over the situation, feeling that something was amiss, but unsure of what it was.

"What do we do now?" Ba Jiao asked worriedly.

"Quickly send a message to the master."

"The Flying Messenger Bird hasn’t returned yet, how can we send it? Even if we transmit it now, if by some chance..."

Ba Jiao left the rest unsaid, while San Qi also knew that perhaps Ouyang Rong would already be dead before the master’s reply or arrival. By then, it would truly be a disaster.

Even though the master trusted them greatly, if Ouyang Rong truly died, their end would also come.

Both were extremely anxious, looking at each other without being able to think of a good solution, while the surface light on the Ruyi Ball seemed to be dimming further, almost as if it might shatter at any moment.

Meanwhile, Ouyang Rong, lying on the bed, remained unresponsive.

Seeing something wrong with the Ruyi Ball, San Qi quickly, with sharp reflexes, took the Ruyi Ball away, distancing it from Ouyang Rong.

San Qi then realized that whenever he moved the ball farther from Ouyang Rong, the light on it seemed to stabilize.

Once the Ruyi Ball was taken away, those phenomena ceased.

So, was the Ruyi Ball also affected by the deathly aura from Ouyang Rong?

Then how can the Ruyi Ball be used to save her?

And how did this deathly aura come about?

The young miss had exceptional talent, absorbing spiritual energy without the need for more talismans, and theoretically, there should not be a trace of deathly aura around her.

But what was happening now?

Even though San Qi and Ba Jiao were well-informed, they couldn’t explain it, but they couldn’t just sit idly by.

After securing the Ruyi Ball, San Qi gritted his teeth and said, "I still feel that Gu Qiaoqiao is the problem. You stay here and watch Ouyang Rong, I’ll go find Gu Qiaoqiao."

Ba Jiao was silent for a moment, also without other options, so he just nodded and said, "Then go quickly. I’ll send a message to the master once the Flying Messenger Bird returns."

Their two Flying Messenger Birds were both on their way back, estimated to arrive by the afternoon.

San Qi hesitated no longer, stepping swiftly out of the room and quietly instructed the guards at the door to be vigilant, then pushed open the manor’s front gate.

He didn’t expect that Qin Yize and Gu Qiaoqiao were still outside the gate, not having left.

San Qi’s face darkened, his suspicions confirmed.

Seeing someone finally come out, Gu Qiaoqiao observed San Qi’s desolate expression, understanding that Ouyang Rong might not be saved, realizing the Ruyi Ball wasn’t infallible.

Gu Qiaoqiao analyzed in her mind that they must have used the Ruyi Ball to damage some of the gemstone antiques from Yubao Square two nights ago, and the Ruyi Ball had not yet recovered. To use it now, how could it be possible? The things she had arranged were not so easily removed.

Feigning surprise, Gu Qiaoqiao raised her brows, looking at San Qi, and proactively asked, "Is your young miss okay? Do you want me to bring over the painting so we can complete the transaction? While the young miss is in a good mood, she can help me revive Yubao Square and reopen."

San Qi stared intently at Gu Qiaoqiao’s face, seemingly just an ordinary girl, albeit with particularly bright eyes, fair skin, and beauty, otherwise indistinguishable from any ordinary girl.

Could she really possess such a great ability to manipulate the deathly aura to control Ouyang Rong?

If so, how did she manage to do it?

Even the master couldn’t bring all the deathly aura to a person with a simple flick of the wrist; it always required a medium and a process, right?

San Qi couldn’t fathom it, and this no longer allowed for too much guessing.

He walked quickly to Gu Qiaoqiao, gritted his teeth, and said, "The transaction with the young miss will have to wait, she’s fallen ill."

"Fallen ill? How did she suddenly fall ill? And I don’t understand, if she’s ill, why not take her to a hospital? Is someone among you a doctor?" Gu Qiaoqiao feigned ignorance and asked.

"Enough, stop beating around the bush, I just want to ask you, is it your doing that the young miss is filled with deathly aura?" San Qi finally asked.

Before Gu Qiaoqiao could speak, Qin Yize’s sharp gaze cut through like a sword, coldly warning, "Mind your attitude."

Indeed, quite brave, relying on being a member of the Mystic Sect, daring to talk to his wife so loudly right in front of him, how could he tolerate that?

San Qi’s body tensed, glancing at Qin Yize. Although he had investigated him, only knowing some basic information, he understood Qin Yize was a war god in the army, essentially a killing god as well.

If he wished, that barely perceptible killing intent could spread unknowingly, leaving San Qi’s heart somewhat cold. He quickly clenched his fists, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and again looked at Gu Qiaoqiao, "Miss Gu, I just want to know, is the deathly aura on our young miss your doing?"

This time, his tone was much gentler.

Gu Qiaoqiao blinked with her big eyes, straightforwardly nodded, "It was me."