I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

Qiao Wanwan frowned slightly. She recalled that she had indeed found a box in the First-class Tomb. She thought the box was a little strange at the time, but because the situation was urgent, she did not examine it carefully and just put it away.

"Xiangyi, do you still remember the one we met in the First-Class Tomb..." Qiao Wanwan looked at Li Xiangyi with a hint of uncertainty in her words.

A hint of doubt flashed in Li Xiangyi's eyes. He tried hard to recall the scene at that time. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he seemed to remember something.

"Wanwan, are you talking about the box with strange patterns engraved on it?" Li Xiangyi asked with a hint of surprise in his tone.

Qiao Wanwan nodded and said, "Yes, it's that box. I just thought it was a little special at the time, so I put it away, and I never had the chance to check it later."

Fang Duobing listened to the conversation between the two with a confused look on his face. He couldn't help but ask, "What box? What else did you get in the First Grade Tomb?"

Qiao Wanwan glanced at Fang Duobing and explained, "The situation was urgent at the time, and we didn't have time to discuss it in detail. I just thought the box was a little unusual, so I brought it out."

Di Feisheng's gaze fell on Qiao Wanwan. His eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.

"Wanwan, where is the box now?" Li Xiangyi asked with a hint of urgency in his tone.

Qiao Wanwan said, "I've always kept it with me." She took out a small package from her bosom and opened it layer by layer, revealing the quaint box inside. The box was pitch black, with some strange patterns carved on it, giving it a mysterious look.

Fang Duobing came over curiously, examined the box carefully, and said, "This box does look a bit strange, but is it really that Moruo Ding?"

Qiao Wanwan shook her head and said, "I don't know either. But Miss Jiao just said that the Moruo Ding was made by the royal family of the Southern Yin Kingdom, and the style of this box is indeed somewhat similar to the Southern Yin Kingdom's style."

Li Xiangyi took the box from Qiao Wanwan and carefully observed the patterns on it, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"This box..." Li Xiangyi muttered to himself, as if remembering something. He suddenly raised his head, looked at Jiao Liqiao, and asked, "Miss Jiao, do you recognize the pattern on this box?"

Jiao Liqiao took a closer look, then shook her head and said, "I don't recognize it. But these patterns do look a lot like the characters of the Nanyin Kingdom."

Li Xiangyi's eyes became serious, and he said, "It seems that this box is very likely the Moruo Ding that Wanshengdao is looking for." He handed the box to Qiao Wanwan, signaling her to keep it.

"The Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance knows we have the Moruo Ding, and the Myriad Saints must know it too," Qiao Wanwan rewrapped the box in her hand and put it back in her arms, a hint of worry in her tone, "They will come to us sooner or later."

Li Xiangyi smiled slightly and said soothingly, "Wanwan, don't worry too much. We can just wait patiently."

Fang Duobing also nodded in agreement: "Sister-in-law, Li Lianhua is right! Why should we be afraid of them? Let them come at us!" He waved his fist, looking eager to try.

Jiao Liqiao watched them, pondering inwardly. Although she had agreed to cooperate with Li Xiangyi and the others, a trace of caution remained deep within her heart. The Moruo Ding was a matter of great importance, and she had to be cautious.

Qiao Wanwan looked at the others, feeling a bit relieved. She thought of Di Feisheng, and a hint of worry welled up in her heart. Di Feisheng's five senses were gradually disappearing, which made her very uneasy. She stood up and walked over to Di Feisheng, saying softly, "A Fei, I want to take your pulse."

Di Feisheng was leaning against the window, gazing into the distance. When he heard Qiao Wan'an's voice, he turned around with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Pulse diagnosis?"

Qiao Wanwan nodded and explained, "Haven't you always wanted to defeat Xiangyi? Just recovering your martial arts skills won't do. Your body..."

Di Feisheng was silent for a moment. He knew Qiao Wanwan was referring to the gradual loss of his five senses. Li Xiangyi's martial arts skills were no longer what they used to be. Even if he regained his peak strength, he might not be able to defeat him. Moreover, his condition was deteriorating, and the loss of his five senses was accelerating, which made him extremely anxious and uneasy.

He slowly walked to the table and sat down, resting his wrists on the table. He said in a low voice, "Then I'll have to trouble Miss Qiao."

Qiao Wanwan gently placed her fingers on Di Feisheng's wrist, carefully feeling his pulse. After a moment, she frowned slightly. Di Feisheng's pulse showed no abnormalities other than some old injuries. So why had he lost his sense of taste?

She raised her eyes and looked at Di Feisheng, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes: "A Fei, do you believe me?"

Di Feisheng looked into Qiao Wanwan's clear eyes, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He nodded and said firmly, "I believe you. You said we are friends."

A smile appeared on Qiao Wanwan's lips: "Okay, now relax and don't resist."

She took a deep breath and slowly injected her spiritual power into Di Feisheng's body. Di Feisheng only felt a gentle force entering his body. He remembered Qiao Wanwan's words and tightened his internal force to prevent them from counterattacking Qiao Wanwan's power.

The room was completely silent, with only the sound of gentle breathing. Outside the window, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

A quarter of an hour later, Qiao Wanwan slowly withdrew her hand, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She looked at Di Feisheng and said gravely, "A Fei, besides some old injuries, someone has infected you with a venomous insect. This venomous insect is the culprit behind your gradual loss of all five senses."

"A Fei, have you known this for a long time?" Qiao Wanwan's voice broke the silence in the room, with a hint of disbelief and a faint reproach.