"What else can we do but leave here!" Feng Qishi grabbed Mu Anxiao's collar.
Mu Anxiao, pulled along by Feng Qishi's strength, tiptoed. "Don't pull my collar, I..."
"Enough nonsense." Feng Qishi let go, swiftly moved in front of Mu Anxiao, and without hesitation, yanked away her arm shielding her face. "Open your eyes."
"I can't," Mu Anxiao buried her head.
Feng Qishi: "You've cultivated to ten layers of spiritual energy, yet you're afraid of a little wind? Aren't you ashamed?"
"It's not fear, it's that I can't open my eyes. The wind is too strong." Mu Anxiao tried to break free from Feng Qishi's grip on her arm, but couldn't.
Feng Qishi: "Since that's the case, these demon souls are mine. You stand aside later."
Previously, Mu Anxiao hadn't truly made up her mind. Now, hearing this, her competitive spirit flared.
She thought, if she handed this task over to Feng Qishi, then these demon souls wouldn't be considered caught by her. Afterwards, when the mission was over, given Feng Qishi's fickle nature, he wouldn't give her much money.
Therefore, she couldn't agree.
"No," she stated firmly, enduring the strong wind, forcing herself to open her eyes and look at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi looked down at Mu Anxiao's reddened eye sockets and tear-filled eyes, deliberately saying, "Don't cry."
"I'm not crying, my eyes are just uncomfortable."
"..." Feng Qishi fell silent, looking at the tears streaming down Mu Anxiao's face. "It seems your master really didn't teach you any spells to deal with this situation."
"This..."
Mu Anxiao uttered a syllable. Feng Qishi suddenly leaned down and pressed his forehead against hers.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao was startled. Just as she was about to step back to escape, Feng Qishi suddenly grabbed her hand. "Don't move."
In Mu Anxiao's memory, she didn't seem to have ever locked eyes with Feng Qishi from such close proximity.
By instinct, she was truly unaccustomed to it.
So, she said, "Shen Fengzi, you're... too scary like this."
"Don't talk," Feng Qishi said softly.
Mu Anxiao's heart began to pound wildly the moment Feng Qishi spoke.
"What... are you doing?" she asked softly.
Feng Qishi: "..."
Seeing Feng Qishi remain silent, Mu Anxiao didn't press further.
Outside the wind, the demon souls floated above the rooftop, then one by one looked at Feng Qishi and Mu Anxiao, surrounded by the storm, with confusion, blinking their eyes.
Then, a demon soul, designated as Number One, asked, "Gui Xiao, are you sure this wind can eliminate her?"
Gui Xiao: "Boss, the demon wind can."
"But," the second demon soul furrowed his brow, "I see Mu Anxiao isn't suffering that much, and that man whose forehead is touching hers doesn't seem simple."
Gui Xiao narrowed his eyes. "Shen Yan, of course, isn't simple."
"Shen Yan?" The third demon soul was startled, then leaned forward, focusing his gaze on Feng Qishi's profile, and exclaimed, "I knew it, why did he carry such a frightening aura?"
"Don't be afraid, this is Shen Yan's reincarnation," Gui Xiao glanced at the third demon soul.
However, even though Gui Xiao said this, the third demon soul felt that Feng Qishi wasn't that simple!
But facing Gui Xiao, he didn't dare to speak the truth, so he could only brace himself. "Yes, not afraid."
Beside him, several demon souls swallowed after the third demon soul responded.
Below, Feng Qishi held Mu Anxiao's hand, his eyes still fixed on hers, and asked softly, "Does your eye still hurt?" After asking, he straightened up.
Before Feng Qishi spoke, Mu Anxiao hadn't noticed. With his question, she suddenly realized her eyes no longer hurt.
"Huh, it's better," she raised her hand and rubbed her eyes.
Feng Qishi pointed at Mu Anxiao's hand. "Don't rub your eyes with your hands, it's unhygienic."
"It's fine," Mu Anxiao continued to rub her eyes.
Feng Qishi: "This wind is full of dust, and your hands have also picked up dust. Are you alright or not?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao obediently put her hand down. "I won't rub anymore."
"Let's go," Feng Qishi extended his hand.
Mu Anxiao looked confused. "What are you doing?"
"This wind was set up by the Vine Spirit using a magical artifact below," Feng Qishi said. "With just your own spiritual energy, you can't get out. Of course, if you don't want to hold onto me, I'll leave first."
Another mention of the Vine Spirit. From last night until now, Mu Anxiao had a new understanding of the capabilities of the underworld officials. As Zhang Yan had said, they relied on talking and were unreliable in action.
With a faint sigh, she willingly placed her hand in Feng Qishi's.
"Let's go," she said.
"Let's settle this first. You get three, I get seven."
"I didn't ask you to help me catch them, I'll catch them myself."
"You catch them yourself, it's still you three, me seven."
"On what grounds?"
"On the grounds that I'm taking you out." Having said that, Feng Qishi tightened his grip on Mu Anxiao's hand, and before she could react, he pulled her out of the wind.
At the same time, Mu Anxiao was bewildered by Feng Qishi's actions.
"I..." she uttered a syllable, slowly raising her eyes to look at the swirling, roaring wind before her, then glancing at the quiet surroundings. "Fifty-fifty, is that not acceptable!" As she spoke, she turned to look at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi smiled. "No."
Mu Anxiao blinked her eyes, speaking unnaturally. "Then half the demon souls for you, half for me, that's fair."
"You can handle yourself. Leave those guys to you," Feng Qishi said, extending his hand and conjuring a bronze bottle.
"..." Mu Anxiao was silent for a moment, then pointed at the bronze bottle in Feng Qishi's hand and asked, "What is this?"
"This is for collecting the wind. You can now take your silver rope and get to work."
"Seven-three split is a bit..."
"If you don't go, all the silver will be mine," Feng Qishi said, removing the bronze stopper from the bottle and beginning to cast a spell to collect the wind.
Clearly, Mu Anxiao was very dissatisfied with Feng Qishi's decision.
However, considering the precarious situation around them, she reluctantly suppressed the trace of unwillingness in her heart, took a few steps back, and began to use her senses to search for the traces of the demon souls.
As for the demon souls, the moment Mu Anxiao and Feng Qishi emerged, half of them left.
Only Gui Xiao and the remaining ten demon souls remained. However, to make things difficult for Mu Anxiao, they had all hidden themselves.
There was nothing on the rooftop.
"Strange," Mu Anxiao looked up at the empty rooftop, frowning. "Just now, I clearly sensed them?" As she spoke, she glanced at Feng Qishi, who was still casting his spell, then spread her arms and easily flew onto the rooftop.