"You're a demon soul, where did you get blood?" Mu Anxiao retorted.
Upon hearing this, Gu Xiao looked at his translucent soul body and asked, "Then what should we do?"
In the past, Zhang Yan always told Mu Anxiao that solutions were thought up with the brain. If faced with danger, one must never panic, but must calm down and think of a solution.
At that time, Mu Anxiao was still asking if, when on the verge of death, one still had to think of a solution, wasn't that seeking death?
Zhang Yan smiled, but said nothing further.
Thinking back now, Mu Anxiao truly regretted not pressing for a full explanation. If she had, she wouldn't be at a loss for what to do now.
"Think!" she urged.
Immediately, Gu Xiao glanced at Feng Qishi, who had suddenly gone quiet, and asked suspiciously, "Mu Anxiao, why has he stopped moving?"
As Gu Xiao finished speaking, Mu Anxiao realized that Feng Qishi had indeed gone quiet.
"You're right, why has he stopped moving?"
"He's not dead, is he?" Gu Xiao asked Mu Anxiao worriedly.
Mu Anxiao forcefully slapped Gu Xiao's arm and walked gracefully to Feng Qishi's side. As she slowly reached out, Feng Qishi suddenly declared, "If it's a demon, it must be killed."
With that, he suddenly raised his long sword and unhesitatingly plunged it into Mu Anxiao's body. "Die, monster!" he exclaimed. As he pulled the sword out, Mu Anxiao's blood gushed out.
Everything happened so suddenly. Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi's merciless side in disbelief. Her eyes blinked twice before her body slowly descended.
The next second, she knelt on the ground.
Gu Xiao stared at the suddenly injured Mu Anxiao in astonishment, shouted, "Mu Anxiao!" and then quickly rushed forward, kneeling beside her.
Mu Anxiao stared blankly at Feng Qishi, who remained standing in place, not even glancing at her. "Feng Qishi, you really stabbed me, you're too cruel!" she said, clutching her bleeding wound and taking deep breaths.
Feng Qishi retorted, "Perish." He then ignored Gu Xiao and walked forward.
Gu Xiao grabbed Mu Anxiao's arm and said, "I'll heal you."
"How can you, a mere demon soul, heal me?" Mu Anxiao retorted, turning to glance at Feng Qishi's retreating back. "Help me up."
Gu Xiao asked, "Doesn't it hurt?"
"I have an immortal body, I'm fine."
Although she said so, she was actually in great pain.
Gu Xiao looked down at the sweat on Mu Anxiao's forehead, and without daring to say more, he helped her up and turned towards Feng Qishi.
Mu Anxiao instructed, "Pick up stones."
"For what?"
"Don't ask, hurry," Mu Anxiao said, glancing at Gu Xiao.
Gu Xiao nodded, bent down, and picked up a stone.
Mu Anxiao continued, "Throw it at him."
"Wouldn't that kill him?"
Mu Anxiao gasped, her face pale. "It won't kill him, I will... I will control it."
"You?"
"Hurry," Mu Anxiao's nose twitched, and her eyes reddened.
For decades, whenever she was idle, she would imagine how she would die!
She even thought that if Shen Yan had stabbed her then, perhaps her heart would feel a little more at ease. However, imagination was as arbitrary as reality was cruel.
Now, she had only one feeling: pain!
Gu Xiao agreed, "Okay!" and quickly threw the stone.
Simultaneously, as Gu Xiao threw the stone, Mu Anxiao rapidly changed her hand seals.
Then, just as the stone was about to hit the back of Feng Qishi's neck, she swiftly conjured streaks of blue light, binding Feng Qishi's body.
The next moment, Feng Qishi fell and passed out.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao felt deflated.
Gu Xiao, sensing Mu Anxiao's pain, asked, "What will you do?" He then helped Mu Anxiao sit on the ground.
Mu Anxiao leaned against a nearby rock wall, then looked down at her still-bleeding wound. "I'm fine. Now, I need to pull him out of his past memories." As she spoke, she spread her hand, conjuring an immortal book. After quickly flipping through it, she found... nothing.
So, she put away the immortal book and muttered, "Damn it." She turned to Gu Xiao and said, "Take good care of Feng Qishi."
"What are you going to do?"
"I refuse to believe I can't save him," Mu Anxiao said, pressing two fingers to her wound. Her gaze swept across the lanterns, and she thought, "I know you need soul memories and blood. I can give them to you."
After Mu Anxiao spoke these words, one of the lanterns suddenly descended and slowly flew towards her.
Just as she had thought, this lantern had no color.
Gu Xiao's eyes widened, "This is that ordinary one."
"Shut up, go look after Feng Qishi."
"You summoned it."
"Shut up, get away, otherwise, you'll be done for too."
"Mu Anxiao!"
"Get away, don't look this way," Mu Anxiao pushed Gu Xiao forcefully with her blood-stained hand.
Gu Xiao pouted, wanting to cry but holding back tears, he stood up and moved past the lantern towards Feng Qishi.
Immediately, the lantern floated in front of her.
Mu Anxiao narrowed her eyes and asked, "Did you hear?" She then set up an immortal barrier, deliberately preventing Gu Xiao from hearing her conversation with the lantern.
"Yes," the lantern moved slightly, its voice female.
"The lanterns here absorb demon blood, but I have immortal blood. You've struck gold."
"Are you truly willing to give yourself to me?"
"Only if you sincerely help me."
"Of course, I sincerely want to help you. However, the prerequisite is that your memories with him must be painful, only then can you save him."
Pain? Her memories with him, were there any pleasant ones?
From the moment she met Shen Yan, there was nothing worth reminiscing about between them. Shen Yan hated her to the bone and cursed her even in death.
Therefore, she was very confident about this.
"Come on," Mu Anxiao said, her eyelids gradually becoming heavy.
The lantern replied, "You're very confident."
"I'm like this, I'm certainly not going to survive, so... I might as well do something meaningful before I die." Mu Anxiao gave a wry smile, "I'm willing!"
"Alright!" The lantern moved and began to absorb Mu Anxiao's immortal blood.
A quarter of an hour later...
The lantern turned red, and Mu Anxiao's body instantly vanished.
Gu Xiao had been obeying Mu Anxiao's instructions and hadn't looked back. But after hearing a thud, he turned around.
"..." He stared in horror at the ground, which was now just a large pool of blood, and exclaimed, "Where's Mu Anxiao?" He then quickly ran to where Mu Anxiao had been lying, pouted, and cried, but no tears fell.
Inside the ghost cave, the lanterns lit up.
The lantern that had absorbed Mu Anxiao's blood slowly floated above Feng Qishi's body.
The next moment, various ghostly cries echoed through the cave.
Amidst those ghostly cries, resentment and anger were palpable.