"It seems you can be spared going to hell."
"Haha," the girl laughed, her eyes gradually turning purple. "They say my price isn't cheap, so doesn't that mean I'm not easy to deal with? So, now you..."
"If I recall correctly, it was the wolf demon that let you out of that dark place," Mu Anxiao interrupted the evil spirit within the girl.
"I knew you knew," the girl smiled.
"He asked you to find him a body, but you kept looking for yourselves. If he finds out, he will surely be furious. By then," Mu Anxiao snorted, "how will you explain yourself?"
"That wolf demon couldn't even beat you, so it naturally can't beat me. You're trying to scare me with it now, which is too far-fetched," the girl tilted her head to the side.
Looking at the girl before him, Mu Anxiao felt that evil spirits indeed suited such people.
"The resentment on this girl has been accumulating for years. In other words," the girl smiled, "you can't save her. Because this time, she willingly gave her body to me. I will slowly erode her and become her."
"You think it's that easy," Mu Anxiao said, retracting his disc and crossing his hands, flexing his knuckles. "It seems you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."
"Just you," the girl sneered, extending her hand and conjuring a ball of purple fire.
"You really are something," Mu Anxiao snorted. Just as he was about to raise his hand to cast a spell, Feng Qishi suddenly and fearfully blocked in front of him as the wind picked up.
"There's a ghost," Feng Qishi seemed genuinely terrified.
Mu Anxiao's eyes widened. Feeling the chilling aura approach, she quickly pulled Feng Qishi aside and was about to cast a spell when the purple fire hit her abdomen. She staggered back several steps and fell backward onto the ground.
"Feng Qishi, you're quite something," the girl said, playing with another ball of purple fire in her hand.
Feng Qishi ignored the girl and rushed to Mu Anxiao's side, crouching down to ask, "Are you alright?"
"Why did you suddenly run out?" Mu Anxiao asked.
"I saw a ghost face," Feng Qishi quickly explained.
"I told you not to follow, but you wouldn't listen," Mu Anxiao said, being pulled up by Feng Qishi.
The girl sneered, "My partner has arrived, how wonderful." With that, she instantly retracted the fire in her hand, glared at Mu Anxiao, and left as a purple light.
"Didn't that girl owe my sister money?" Feng Qishi asked, confused.
"Yes, you remember," Mu Anxiao bent over, clutching his stomach, and said, "In front of the shop, I suddenly grabbed that girl's arm."
"I remember. If you hadn't stopped her, I wouldn't have thought of asking for the money," Feng Qishi said with a smile.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi's grinning face with pain and said, "At that time, the evil spirit had already targeted her. However, I didn't expect her to be foolish enough to give her body to that evil spirit."
"How could she see the evil spirit? Didn't they say," Feng Qishi glanced sideways, "that only I could see it?"
"When her resentment is full, the evil spirit can use its own magic to make her see it. It's estimated that the girl must have accumulated a lot of pain in her heart to allow the evil spirit to take advantage, but," Mu Anxiao said, his expression turning guilty, "if it weren't for me, the evil spirit wouldn't have found her. This is my fault."