Chapter 1129 Why Cultivate Demonic Arts?

"What?"

"What what, he's already been captured by me. Now," Mu Anxiao's eyes held only coldness, "it's your turn."

"You're from over there, you have no right to capture us."

"It seems you know quite a bit about what's going on in here."

"Naturally. If I didn't, how would I evade you?" The fifth woman said, her eyes glowing white. "Since that's the case, I won't waste words with you. Sisters, attack."

"Still five against one," Mu Anxiao shook her head slightly, then glanced lazily at both sides before drawing her silver rope and engaging them.

A quarter of an hour later.

Mu Anxiao stood with the silver rope in one hand and her hand on her hip, saying, "I thought you were more formidable. That's all you can do after so long." She then glanced at the women, who were thoroughly bound in a vertical line by the silver rope, and let out a cold laugh.

"Let me go."

"Who do you think you are, for me to listen to you?" Mu Anxiao glared at the fifth woman, then looked at the other four behind her and said, "You all have such pretty faces, yet you do such things and then run. Truly remarkable."

"What things did we do?" the first woman asked knowingly.

Hearing the disdain in the first woman's question, Mu Anxiao snorted, stepped forward, and stood before her, saying, "You know in your hearts what you've done. Some things don't need to be explained one by one."

"You..."

"How the married women you harmed were affected, I don't believe you've forgotten." Mu Anxiao interrupted the first woman, pulled the silver rope, turned, sniffed the air, and a smile touched her lips. "It's that way."

"Let us go," the fourth woman shouted, but followed Mu Anxiao's pace along with the others.

Mu Anxiao spoke as she walked, "This silver rope is specially for locking souls. The more you struggle, the tighter it binds you. If you struggle further, it might get angry," she clicked her tongue twice, "and strangle you. Then I'll have no recourse."

Hearing Mu Anxiao's words, they ceased struggling.

The house.

Feng Qishi lay leisurely on the ground, gazing up at the ceiling beams, and yawned, saying, "You cultivate demonhood just because you have an affinity for demons, isn't that a bit reckless?"

Lü Hua glanced at Feng Qishi and said, "Reckless? I was destined to cultivate demonhood. If you asked me to cultivate immortality," she snorted coldly, "it would be impossible."

"Why do you cultivate demonhood?"

"To live for a hundred years, what could be better?"

"A hundred years," Feng Qishi chuckled uncharitable, "that's a fine ambition. It's just a shame you committed wicked deeds."

"I don't want to chat with you anymore."

"What did you do in your life?" xxs

"I've told you."

"You haven't."

"I said..."

"You only said you liked flowers in your life and met a flower demon, but you didn't specify what you did." Feng Qishi interrupted.

Lü Hua, surprised that Feng Qishi remembered so clearly, sighed and said, "What do you think I did in my life?"

"I don't know."

"Can you guess?"

"I detest guessing. If you don't want to say," Feng Qishi yawned, "then don't."

"You give up so easily."

"If you're unwilling to say, I can't force you. If I force you, Mu Shazi will know and say I'm bullying women. So," Feng Qishi placed her hand behind her head, "it's up to you."

"I'll say it."

"Speak."

Lü Hua, unfazed by Feng Qishi's indifferent response, explained helplessly, "I sold flowers in my life. My family, I had several older sisters, several older brothers..."

"Stop, several older sisters, several older brothers?" Feng Qishi interrupted.

"I don't remember."

"..." Feng Qishi was momentarily speechless, then said, "Alright, continue."

"They all disliked me. Not a single one liked me; they all hated me. I don't know why they hated me, but they just didn't like me."

"In summary, no one liked you, is that right?"

"Yes. The neighbor's brother used to talk to me, but then he stopped. His wife, every time she saw me, told me to stay away from that brother. I..."

"Hold on, they were already married, and you were still staying close to him. That's not very appropriate!"

"Once, it was raining, and I shared an umbrella with him. The umbrella was small, and I was afraid of getting wet, so I just linked my arm with his. How is that staying too close?"

Feng Qishi: "..."

Lü Hua continued, "Then I met the flower demon. She was much kinder to me than those people. She gave me everything and even made bees my friends. Although," she smiled, "they have stings, they never stung me."

"If they stung you, they would die. Stinging you would be foolish."

"No, it's because we are friends."

Feng Qishi: "..."

"Why aren't you talking to me?"

"Hornets sting people and don't die. This suggests you met those small bees that die after stinging once. I can only say," Feng Qishi said, "you are fortunate."

"They are my..."

"They don't consider you a friend at all. In other words, you were just their food."

"You..."

"Alright, who did you kill in your life? Tell me."

"I..." Lü Hua slightly lowered her eyelids. "I killed my mother, my father, my sisters, and my brothers."

However, although Feng Qishi hadn't encountered many demon souls, she had heard many stories about their past lives from Mu Anxiao.

But, a situation like Lü Hua's was truly the first time she had heard of it.

So, she hesitated and said, "You could actually do that."

"I killed whoever treated me badly."

"What you did was wrong."

"I know. After doing those things," Lü Hua's voice deepened, "I regretted it, but... everything was already irreversible."

"And you still want to be resurrected?"

"Before, I did it for them. Now, I want to do it for myself. I..."

"Don't even think about it."

"Why?"

Feng Qishi: "No wonder the Yin messengers locked onto you so tightly. So," she sneered, "you've reached a realm of unforgivable sin."

"They..."

"The moment you killed your family, you became unpardonable. And you still want to live," Feng Qishi sat up, lowered her head, and said, "It's simply impossible!"

Lü Hua: "..."

Hearing Lü Hua fall silent behind her, Feng Qishi stopped talking to her.

Minutes later.

Lü Hua slightly lifted her face, quietly gazing at the back of Feng Qishi's head, and asked, "Do you have family?"

"I did, once."

"How did they treat you?"

"Like you. I wasn't liked."

"Then you..."

"But I didn't do what you did."

"Why?"

"There was no need. If I had done what you did," Feng Qishi sighed, "I would have been uneasy my entire life. Rather than that, it was better to stay far away from them. Anyway, they were annoyed to see me."