Upon hearing this, the Yin messenger’s face froze. "What do you mean I'm unreliable?" he said, glaring at the wolf demon.
Seeing the Yin messenger’s displeasure, the wolf demon changed his tune. "I really shouldn't judge a person by their appearance."
"..."
Lin Yan cautiously observed the Yin messenger's expression and the wolf demon's indifferent look. He said, "Let's go. If we don't leave now, we'll run out of time."
The Yin messenger shot the wolf demon a glare and nodded. "Fine, let's go."
Thus, Lin Yan successfully diverted the Yin messenger's attention, and they walked together toward the exit of the dark alley.
In the forest.
Feng Qishi watched Mu Anxiao's strenuous spellcasting with astonishment. Seeing the dagger above her opposing her, he said, "Let me help you."
"You don't need to bother," Mu Anxiao said, glancing sideways at Feng Qishi.
"If you continue like this, you'll get hurt."
"I know what I'm doing, you don't need to worry about me," Mu Anxiao replied, clenching her hand raised above her head tightly. "Step aside, so you don't get caught in the crossfire."
"Fool," Feng Qishi said, looking at Mu Anxiao's profile in the red light. "You're using demonic arts."
However, Mu Anxiao had no idea what she was using. She only knew that the spell felt exceptionally natural, and she hadn't thought much beyond that.
Therefore, she ignored Feng Qishi's words and continued to cast her spell.
Feng Qishi frowned deeply. "Silly Mu, let me," he said, reaching out and pushing Mu Anxiao's arm.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao’s eyes widened. She turned her head slightly to look at Feng Qishi and said through gritted teeth, "Move aside."
"You'll go into qi deviation like this," Feng Qishi warned. With a surge of his own power, he shoved Mu Anxiao to the ground, then quickly stepped forward, raised his hand, cast his spell to counter the dagger, and said, "Sorry."
Mu Anxiao lay on the ground, staring at the ground for a long time before recovering. She took a breath and then inadvertently looked at her own hand, which was glowing red. "Shen Fengzi, you said I was using demonic arts." As she spoke, she pushed herself up and tilted her head to look at Feng Qishi, who was concentrating on his spell.
Feng Qishi didn't have time to pay attention to Mu Anxiao. He focused intently on controlling the dagger, which was spinning back and forth in the red light.
Seeing that Feng Qishi was ignoring her, Mu Anxiao looked up at the sky again, where the red light was gradually being obscured by blue light. "Uh, I really am using demonic arts," she said, standing up.
At the same time, Feng Qishi said urgently, "Silly Mu, don't come closer."
Hearing Feng Qishi's urging, Mu Anxiao couldn't help but recall her own appearance just now. She said, "You copy me."
"I am..." Feng Qishi exerted all his strength, controlling the dagger that swayed back and forth, refusing to obey. "I'm protecting you, let..." He trailed off, his expression suddenly becoming tense.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao tilted her head up, looking at the dagger that was slowly approaching Feng Qishi. She clenched her fists. "Shen Fengzi, I'll help you," she said, raising her hand again and beginning to cast her demonic arts.
Moments later.
The dagger was enveloped by both the red and blue light.
Feng Qishi took a breath and turned to look at Mu Anxiao, who was casting spells alongside him. "You're crazy."
"I'm fighting poison with poison."
"What kind of fighting poison with poison is this? If they find out you're misusing demonic arts like this, you'll..."
Before Feng Qishi could finish speaking, Mu Anxiao quickly freed one hand and used her demonic arts to push him to the ground. Then, with wide eyes, she looked at the dagger diving towards her and shouted, "If you kill me, it won't be as simple as going to hell."
Hearing Mu Anxiao's anxious shout, Feng Qishi's heart tightened. He quickly stood up and was about to step forward when he was sent flying by a burst of demonic energy.
Minutes later.
Mu Anxiao sat cross-legged beside the unconscious Feng Qishi, looking calmly at the dagger in her hand. "Are you feeling any better?"
The dagger moved slightly. "I truly didn't expect you to have such a move."
Mu Anxiao gripped the dagger's hilt tightly. "How many times have you deceived me? If I'm deceived by you again this time, wouldn't my decades of life have been in vain?"
"What do you want to do with me?"
"You're scared too, aren't you?"
"I don't understand what you're saying." The dagger began to glow red all over.
Mu Anxiao was unaffected by the dagger's demonic energy. "Are you really not planning to follow that imposter anymore?"
"You know?" the dagger asked, struggling in Mu Anxiao's hand.
Conversely, the more the dagger struggled, the more unaffected Mu Anxiao became. "I advise you to be quiet."
"It's inconvenient for me to talk to you like this."
"If you transform into human form, you'll definitely..."
"You're tying me up."
Mu Anxiao was surprised that the dagger was so self-aware. She smiled slightly, spread her hand, conjured silver ropes, and gently tied them to the dagger's hilt. "Transform then."
The dagger: "..." It stopped moving.
Mu Anxiao looked at the motionless dagger, puzzled, and asked, "Why aren't you moving?"
The dagger clearly sighed. "Do you think I can move when you've tied me up like this?"
"I've already let go, and besides," Mu Anxiao blinked at the dagger, "you asked me to tie you with silver ropes. Are you trying to go back on your word now?"
"I meant after I transform into human form."
"You didn't say that," Mu Anxiao stated firmly.
The dagger was speechless for a moment. "I'm saying it now."
"..." Mu Anxiao felt lingering fear. "You're not allowed to escape. If you try to escape, I'll deal with you on the spot."
"I won't escape," the dagger said lazily.
Mu Anxiao smirked and untied the silver ropes.
Instantly.
The dagger transformed into human form and looked down at Mu Anxiao, who was looking up at her. "You're too naive."
"I knew you'd say that," Mu Anxiao said, picking up the silver ropes and showing them to the dagger.
The dagger smiled. "I knew you'd do this too." As she spoke, she looked down at the silver rope tied to her ankle and sat down.
Mu Anxiao: "It seems we understand each other quite well."
"..." The dagger paused for a moment and said, "Although I don't want to admit it, but... it seems we really do understand each other."
"Since that's the case, I'll be your elder brother."
"Why not elder sister?"
"Being sisters would be too sentimental for me," Mu Anxiao said, deliberately coiling the silver ropes around her hand. "Back to the main point, why don't you want to follow that imposter anymore?"
"You should know."
"You tell me," Mu Anxiao didn't believe the dagger's words to Lin Yan.
"..." The dagger sighed. "He's not worthy."
"One sentence of 'not worthy' makes me believe your words? How naive you are," Mu Anxiao chuckled.
The dagger looked disdainful. "He's a ghost, and I'm a demon. Why should he be my master? Why should I obey him?"