"This secret is about you. What's not in order?"
"Me?" the white-haired woman pointed at herself.
"Mm-hmm. Do you know why you recovered so quickly?"
"Why?" the white-haired woman asked, curious.
"It's because of Shen Yan just now. Normal monsters can't harm him."
"Then why could I..." the white-haired woman looked at her palm in astonishment, "harm him?"
"As far as I know, he intentionally used his immortal blood to heal you and detoxify you. Of course, remember, his immortal blood is most effective only when he's willing."
"I'm just a demon soul. How could he..."
"Do you know his identity?" the Yin messenger asked.
The white-haired woman nodded without hesitation. "I've heard of him. They say he's the most eccentric immortal, but his celestial post is no ordinary one."
"He's quite famous," the Yin messenger smiled.
"Because he doesn't meddle in the affairs of the demon realm, all demons avoid him automatically, fearing they might accidentally provoke him, and then he'd intervene, which would be disastrous."
"I didn't know that," the Yin messenger laughed, as if hearing a big secret.
The white-haired woman smiled slowly, "Can demon souls be saved too?"
"Of course. Because demon souls have undergone cultivation. If left untreated, you'll accumulate resentment. Once resentment builds up, you'll be discovered by the demon realm, and then..." The Yin messenger trailed off, covering his mouth. "I can't say any more. If I say any more, they'll come after me."
The white-haired woman didn't press the matter, smiling. "I'm already very happy that you can tell me this."
"Alright, our business is almost settled. Let's go..."
"You've arrived."
Hearing this, the Yin messenger frowned, turned, and looked at the wolf demon approaching him. A smirk played on his lips. "You, a wicked monster, can see me. Impressive."
"Lord Yin messenger, please hand that woman over to me," the wolf demon said politely.
"Oh? Aren't you afraid of me? What is the meaning of this now?" The Yin messenger deliberately pulled the white-haired woman behind him.
The wolf demon smiled. "I heard your words."
Instantly, the Yin messenger's face hardened. "I advise you to forget it, or I'll annihilate your soul."
"I don't think you have the ability," the wolf demon said, glancing at the white-haired woman who was staring at him. "I haven't consumed your body. If you want to live, come here."
"My body?" the white-haired woman repeated, tilting her head to look at the Yin messenger. "Didn't you say that wasn't me?"
The Yin messenger had intended to use a white lie to take the white-haired woman away. He hadn't expected the wolf demon to suddenly appear and disrupt his entire plan. He frowned slightly. "I didn't lie to you. He is lying to you." He lost the courage to look directly at the white-haired woman.
The white-haired woman continued to stare at the Yin messenger's profile. "You're telling the truth."
"Mm," the Yin messenger nodded. "Look, I've told you all this. That wolf demon is the one who harmed you."
"If you don't believe me, fine. I'll show you if this is you," the wolf demon said, waving his hand gently. The white-haired woman's body from when she was alive gradually appeared in her sight with a red glow.
"It's me," she said, stepping forward.
The Yin messenger looked down at the white-clothed, long-haired woman lying on the ground, then at the demon soul in front of him, whose appearance had completely changed. He was speechless.