The man, who had been acting cowardly a moment ago, was now arrogant again, and even more presumptuous than before.
Facing such a person, Wan Sha was enraged. But considering the power of the red stone in his hand, she could only compromise; there was no other way.
"Fine, you let me go, but can you tell me your name?" She wanted to know his name so she could report back to Mu An Xiao.
This way, Mu An Xiao might be able to help her get revenge.
"My name." The man curved his lips. "Remember this, my name is Jiong Ye."
"Your surname."
"My surname, I won't tell you," the man said, glancing at Wan Sha's hand still on his wrist. "Let go."
"Jiong Ye?" Wan Sha repeated, loosening her grip and stepping back.
The man lowered his hand, gently rubbed his wrist, and glared down at Wan Sha, saying, "I've remembered you." Then, he glanced again at A Long's side, turned, and left.
The red stone caused no harm to mortals. Jiong Ye saw Mu Xiang present and, considering Mu Xiang's actions just now, he dared not act rashly. Thus, he retreated for the time being.
Wan Sha watched Jiong Ye's receding figure, then looked at her palm, which had been burned by the red light. She turned to A Long, "Are you alright?" she walked over.
A Long was preoccupied with Jiong Ye's true identity and did not reply.
Seeing that A Long was ignoring her, Wan Sha became angry again. "I saved you, yet you don't even acknowledge me." She strode over.
Upon hearing this, A Long finally came to her senses and looked at Wan Sha approaching her. "Thank you," she said.
When Wan Sha heard A Long's thanks, her anger subsided. "It's enough if you put in a good word for me with Mu An Xiao," she stopped in front of A Long.
A Long smiled shyly, lowered her head, and unintentionally looked at Wan Sha's hand. "Let me see," she extended her hand.
Wan Sha was startled and asked, "Are you concerned about me?"
"Let me see," A Long, not good at expressing herself, deliberately ignored Wan Sha's question.
Wan Sha: "Why aren't you answering me?" she asked, handing her hand to A Long.
A Long took Wan Sha's wrist, continuing to deliberately ignore her question, and said, "This red stone is indeed from the cultivation sects."
Hearing A Long's words, Wan Sha suddenly remembered A Long's proximity to the red stone just now, and then thought about her own hand's distance from it. She was confused. "Why weren't you harmed when you were so close to the red stone?" she stared at A Long's hand.
A Long: "That's because I'm also from a cultivation sect." Saying this, she raised two fingers and gently tapped Wan Sha's hand. The wound healed instantly.
A Long did not want to reveal her spiritual energy, so she brushed it off with a casual explanation.
"You're from a cultivation sect?"
"Yes," A Long nodded and released her hand.
Wan Sha frowned. "You're from a cultivation sect, so why did you turn into a monster?" She didn't know A Long well and was curious.
"..." A Long didn't know Wan Sha very well either, so she didn't want to explain in detail. "You don't need to know." Saying this, A Long lowered her head to examine Wan Sha's hand.
Wan Sha's curiosity vanished as soon as A Long said that. "Fine, if you don't want to say, so be it. Anyway, we're even now."
"What do you mean?" A Long asked, confused.
"I saved you, and you saved me. Isn't that being even?" Wan Sha said, looking at her palm, which was now fine, and let out a sigh of relief.
A Long: "What about Mu An Xiao and the others?" Putting aside her curiosity about Jiong Ye, this was what she cared about most at the moment.
"I don't know. I've been looking for you."
"Alright," A Long nodded and looked at Mu Xiang, "Thank you just now."
"You're welcome," Mu Xiang said, casually retracting the jade stone.
A Long's gaze inadvertently fell upon the jade stone in Mu Xiang's hand, and she remained silent.
Then, Wan Sha glanced again in the direction Jiong Ye had left, and recalling his last words to her and her own injured hand, she felt a vague sense of crisis.
It seems only Mu An Xiao can deal with him, she thought. She looked up at A Long and Mu Xiang. "Let's go."
"Okay," A Long nodded.
Meanwhile.
Mu An Xiao and Feng Qi Shi leaned against the wall, sensing the awkward atmosphere inside. They both yawned, then exchanged glances without speaking.
Inside.
The wolf demon continued to roam within the soul body of the fake Lin Yan, searching for that wisp of light.
"This is strange? Why can't I find it?" he wondered. The fake Lin Yan watched him still trying to sort through memories and impatiently said, "Speak, I don't care about your so-called spiritual powers."
The wolf demon, with modern thinking, naturally expressed some things in his own way. However, when these words came from the fake Lin Yan, they became awkward.
Wolf Demon: "Wait a moment." Saying this, he searched again, then decisively gave up, emerged from his soul body, and slowly opened his eyes.
At first, the wolf demon thought he could easily find demonic energy by searching casually within the fake Lin Yan's soul body, or even gauge the extent of demonic energy used in the fake Lin Yan's demonic arts on him. But he had underestimated the situation.
Fake Lin Yan: "Done."
The wolf demon's gaze did not waver. He glanced at the male ghost who was still being held by the fake Lin Yan and said, "Yes, he is my subordinate. I taught him half of his demonic arts."
"...." The fake Lin Yan remained silent.
The wolf demon expected the fake Lin Yan to be excited after hearing his words. To his surprise, he was so calm. A wave of awkwardness arose in the wolf demon's heart, and he continued to feign composure, saying, "He has a habit of lying. He tricked me into teaching him demonic arts back then, and then he ran away. As for this demonic art," he didn't truly understand what the fake Lin Yan wanted, so he spoke vaguely based on instinct, "I didn't teach him completely. His actions towards you are intended to harm you."
"I think you are the one intentionally harming me," the fake Lin Yan instantly exposed him, stepping forward and grabbing the wolf demon by the neck. "You liar."
However, the moment the fake Lin Yan grabbed the wolf demon's neck, the wolf demon suddenly felt the demonic energy stored in the fake Lin Yan's palm. At this moment, he suddenly realized that the fake Lin Yan was not a demon soul, but merely a lonely spirit, and that demonic energy had already been retained within Lin Yan's body.
It made sense that the fake Lin Yan was unwilling to hand over his body. It turned out his demonic energy had already been implanted into Lin Yan's body. This also explained the claim of killing people through Lin Yan's hand.
However, there were still two points that puzzled him: one, the old man; second, if the fake Lin Yan's body was so useful, why did he want Mu Long's?
In short, the wolf demon was completely bewildered by this matter.