"Another vine spirit," Mu Anxiao clenched her fists.
Hei Feng: "Don't you want to know why I know all this?"
Mu Anxiao realized that Hei Feng's account was indeed detailed, so much so that it seemed as if he had witnessed Mu Xi's experiences himself.
She, too, was puzzled. "Yes, why do you know this? Wasn't he driven away by them? Why did they target him again?"
"They found his name and learned about his connection to you."
"And then?"
"Upon learning of his connection to you, they launched a full-scale investigation and found me. They said your brother specifically requested that I capture him, and that no other official could do it."
"Recent events?"
"Yes."
"As expected," Mu Anxiao recalled her persistent attitude towards those five women, and now considering Hei Feng's words, she smiled. "They are retaliating against me."
"What do you mean?"
"No particular reason. They merely want to cover up the matter of those five women with the incident involving my brother. This shows," Mu Anxiao narrowed her eyes, "that quite a few eyes are on me right now."
Hei Feng: "You're quite narcissistic."
"It's the truth."
"Alright, I've conveyed the message. I..."
"Wait, have your relations with them improved?"
"No, just slightly better than before. It seems your efforts have yielded some results," Hei Feng said, standing up.
"Do you know where my brother is now?"
"No, but as for the inside story," Hei Feng said, "I'm just speaking casually. You'll only know the real situation after you meet your brother."
"I understand. However, I need to put this matter aside for now." As she spoke, Mu Anxiao folded the paper and put it into her embrace.
Hei Feng: "Three months' time."
"Okay, I understand."
The next second, Hei Feng departed.
Mu Anxiao sighed and thought to herself, "He wasn't curious about the imposter I mentioned."
At the same time, Hei Feng reappeared. "Take me to see the imposter." He returned to the table.
Hearing Hei Feng's eager voice, she was startled. "I thought you weren't curious anymore."
"Let's go," Hei Feng raised an eyebrow.
Mu Anxiao smiled helplessly.
Not long after.
Mu Anxiao and Hei Feng arrived outside their door.
Hei Feng stepped forward, glancing at the fake Lin Yan sitting beside Feng Qishi. His eyes widened, and he stepped back to Mu Anxiao's side, saying, "He was so badly injured yesterday, and now he's all better."
Mu Anxiao nodded. "Yes, it shows how potent that sorcery is."
"Feng Qishi doesn't know?"
"If he knew, he wouldn't be drinking and chatting with the imposter." Mu Anxiao clearly heard Feng Qishi's voice inside, boasting about Lin Yan, and sighed.
Hei Feng also heard the voices inside. "Then you must investigate him thoroughly, otherwise, it will affect Lin Yan."
However, Mu Anxiao hadn't considered this. Hearing Hei Feng's words now, she was shocked. "What do you mean?"
"After a certain period, subordinates from below will come to examine Lin Yan's body. But if they cannot find his body, then... below will classify Lin Yan as a lonely wandering spirit, and he will walk the same path as your brother."
"What?"
"In short, there are seven days. Lin Yan's future depends on you now," Hei Feng said, patting Mu Anxiao's shoulder, and then left.
Mu Anxiao's eyes darkened. She looked at the fake Lin Yan inside, drinking with Feng Qishi, and thought, "Things are truly troublesome."
In the woods.
Wan Sha stood by a tree, looking at the temple half-obscured by mist, a triumphant smile appearing on her face. "Mu Anxiao, you're finished." Saying this, she took out the petition she had drafted from her embrace. She looked around, wondering, "Strange, why is no one here?"
A few minutes later.
While Wan Sha was still puzzled, a female voice came from behind her. "What are you doing?"
Hearing this, Wan Sha's nerves tightened. She turned around and was stunned for a moment. "Wan Xia." She rubbed her eyes.
The woman, dressed in a simple coarse cloth dress with her hair down, calmly looked at Wan Sha and smiled. "How do you know my name is Wan Xia?"
Wan Sha: "Is your name really Wan Xia?" She felt like she was dreaming, so she deliberately raised her hand and slapped herself in the face.
Seeing this, the woman was startled. "Why are you hitting yourself?"
Hearing this, Wan Sha came back to her senses, lowered her hand, and asked, "Is your name really Wan Xia?"
The woman heard this and smiled. "I was teasing you. My name is Yuan Xiao. I live in the temple ahead." She said, sniffing Wan Sha's aura, "You are a demon soul."
Wan Sha was startled. "How do you know?"
"To be honest, my master is the owner of this temple. However, in recent decades, few people have filed complaints, so my master went out to travel, and I've been left here alone."
"You, alone?"
"Yes. What is that in your hand?" Yuan Xiao pointed at the petition in Wan Sha's hand.
Wan Sha: "This is..."
"You want to file a complaint?"
"Yes," Wan Sha nodded.
Immediately, Yuan Xiao showed a troubled expression. "Then this is difficult. Because you are a demon soul, you are already guilty. Filing a complaint..." She smiled. "It's a bit problematic."
Wan Sha knew this, of course. She had previously thought that as soon as she arrived, she would encounter a crowd of people, give them some silver, and hand the petition to mortals to help her submit it.
Who knew that there wouldn't be a single person here? Instead, a little immortal who looked exactly like Wan Xia appeared. She wondered if this was good or bad for her.
"Then what should I do?" she asked.
Yuan Xiao: "You need to find someone."
"Can you help me?" Wan Sha stepped closer to Yuan Xiao.
Yuan Xiao deliberately took a step back and said, "No."
"Why?"
"I've just recently achieved immortality. If I help you," Yuan Xiao said with a wry smile, "my master will definitely be furious if he finds out. So, this is all I can say. As for the rest, it's up to you." Saying this, she moved aside a few steps, then walked past Wan Sha and quickly turned, setting up an immortal barrier.
At the same time, Wan Sha frowned and quickly turned around. As she took a step forward, she was hit by the immortal barrier and fell to the ground. "..."
Yuan Xiao looked at Wan Sha, who was lying on the ground, with a detached expression and said, "You cannot enter."
Hearing Yuan Xiao's cold tone, Wan Sha's heart sank. "Why?" she asked, struggling to sit up and looking up at Yuan Xiao.
Yuan Xiao: "You are a demon soul. Coming in will only defile this sacred ground."
"You... I'm really..."
"...." Yuan Xiao didn't wait for Wan Sha to finish her sentence before turning and leaving.
Wan Sha frowned, looking at Yuan Xiao's retreating back, her eyes darkening. She called out, "Please, help me."
Yuan Xiao: "...." She stopped and turned to look at Wan Sha. "Give me a reason."
Wan Sha: "I truly hate that little immortal. If I succeed, it will also benefit you."
Yuan Xiao: "...." She knitted her brows slightly.