"I'll give you a magical artifact, you go," the Yin Messenger said, opening his palm to reveal a silver rope.
Mu Anxiao's mouth twitched as she looked at the silver rope in the Yin Messenger's palm. She turned to Ye Yin, who was hiding in the corner with the narcissistic girl, and said, "If it's okay, I can introduce you to someone more capable than me."
The Yin Messenger followed Mu Anxiao's gaze to Ye Yin and said, "You humans are so heartless."
"I... I'm injured too," Mu Anxiao said, cooperating by hunching over and coughing a few times.
The Yin Messenger snorted, "Do you think I'm blind? You just hit the barrier and then fell lightly to the ground. So, from my observation, you're definitely not injured. Even if you are," he pursed his lips and smiled, "it's a minor injury."
"You..."
"Enough," the Yin Messenger interrupted, stepping forward and directly handing the silver rope to Mu Anxiao. "All you need to do is tie his legs."
Mu Anxiao glanced at the vine spirit, who had grown into a giant, and gave a wry smile. "He's so tall, you want me to tie his legs? Are you crazy?"
"Go on," the Yin Messenger nudged Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao shifted her feet forward slightly and said, "No, I haven't even made a move yet, he might just step on me and kill me."
"This thing, once it's tied, will immediately revert to its original form," the Yin Messenger said, pointing at the silver rope.
"Liar," Mu Anxiao rolled her eyes at the Yin Messenger.
The Yin Messenger smiled, "You say I'm lying, then please tell me, why did you listen to me just now?"
"You..." Mu Anxiao started to speak, then stopped, her eyes involuntarily glancing over. "It was different just now. Now you're asking me to directly confront him..."
"Confront who? You can't exactly confront him, can you?" the Yin Messenger interrupted.
"You..."
Before Mu Anxiao could finish speaking, Shen Yan had already returned in front of the vine spirit.
Instantly, Mu Anxiao breathed a sigh of relief. "It's okay now." With that, she pushed the silver rope back towards the Yin Messenger.
The Yin Messenger glanced at Shen Yan's back, then pushed Mu Anxiao's hand and said, "It's yours."
"Why give it to me?"
"We're friends," the Yin Messenger said with a sinister smile towards Mu Anxiao. "You helping me out like this, there'll be a day for repayment."
"No need, I..."
"If you don't agree, don't blame me for killing you," the Yin Messenger added with a sinister smile.
Mu Anxiao glanced at the Yin Messenger's slowly raised hand, took half a step back, and said, "Alright, if a brother is in trouble, how can I not help? But please, don't make things difficult for me." After speaking, she reached out and snatched the silver rope.
"I won't," the Yin Messenger shook his head.
Mu Anxiao forced a smile, feeling completely reluctant, "Then I'll accept this."
"If you open your palm, it will disappear. When you need it most, it will reappear," the Yin Messenger patted Mu Anxiao's shoulder.
Mu Anxiao, as if she had received a treasure, smiled, "Is this like a gift from you?"
"Of course," the Yin Messenger nodded.
"Thank you," Mu Anxiao said, looking down at the silver rope with delight, her heart full of anticipation.
Then, Shen Yan swung his hand forcefully, and the vine spirit returned to its original form, collapsing onto the ground.
Mu Anxiao looked at the vine spirit and couldn't help but wonder about the strange phenomenon of why the vine spirit hadn't reacted at all to her long conversation with the Yin Messenger.
"Why didn't that vine spirit attack us just now?" she asked.
The Yin Messenger walked over to Mu Anxiao's side and calmly looked at the vine spirit. "I suspect it found the vine spirit's weakness. The vine spirit sensed it, so it didn't bother with you."