Feng Qishi was completely unaware of his surroundings. Instead, he used Mu Anxiao's eyes to get a clear view of her situation, then tightened his grip on Yuan Yan's collar. With his other hand, he began to cast a spell.
Yuan Yan didn't understand Feng Qishi's intentions at all. The moment he saw Zhao Meier, he quickly turned his head to look at the still-eyed Feng Qishi and said, "Zhao Meier is here."
Hearing Yuan Yan's reminder, Feng Qishi seized the opportunity to try and leave.
Unexpectedly, just as he thought he could succeed, a wave of dizziness washed over him. He immediately released his grip and collapsed neatly.
Seeing this, Yuan Yan glanced sideways and was startled.
The moment Zhao Meier saw Feng Qishi, she couldn't help but curl her lips upwards and quickly ran over.
A quarter of an hour later.
Feng Qishi sat at the table, looking at his hands that couldn't perform the spell with a puzzled expression, his brows furrowed.
Zhao Meier calmly watched the serious-faced Feng Qishi, not daring to say much.
Yuan Yan stood behind Feng Qishi, thinking about Feng Qishi's sudden feigned death and Zhao Meier's actions here, not daring to speak.
Meanwhile, Feng Qishi completely ignored Zhao Meier, lowered his head, and spoke mentally to Mu Anxiao, who was closing her eyes and healing herself in the forbidden forest, "You've seen a spectacle."
Mu Anxiao, while accumulating spiritual energy to heal, said, "I know your abilities."
"I really can..."
"I remember, you never performed that spell in front of me. I can only say, you're too good at making things up," Mu Anxiao mocked Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi's earlier commotion had been quite grand. Mu Anxiao had believed him and had been waiting for him to appear.
Who knew... he had cast a spell for nothing. In the end, only his soul appeared before Mu Anxiao. It was at that moment that he had almost killed himself. Of course, it was also at that time that he had shared the secret of the healing technique with Mu Anxiao.
Afterwards, it was Mu Anxiao who personally wasted spiritual energy to send him back to his body.
Thinking about it, Feng Qishi felt ashamed to an extreme degree.
"Have you had enough of mocking me?" he said mentally, keeping his head down.
Mu Anxiao: "Not enough. When we meet again, I'll still mock you." After speaking, she began to patiently heal herself.
Feng Qishi curled his lips, then looked up at Yuan Yan and Zhao Meier who were staring at him, and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"
Yuan Yan: "Are you really okay?" He reached out and touched Feng Qishi's head.
"What could happen to me," Feng Qishi said, flicking Yuan Yan's hand away. He then looked at Zhao Meier, who was smiling at him, and asked, "What are you smiling about?"
"You just died," Zhao Meier said.
Feng Qishi looked at Zhao Meier in this state and snorted, "It seems you can't wait for me to die."
"Yes," Zhao Meier nodded, "If you die, you'll be mine. You..."
"Even if I die, I'll go find Mu Anxiao," Feng Qishi interrupted.
Zhao Meier's face stiffened upon hearing this, "You are mine."
"Who I belong to is not for you to decide," Feng Qishi said, deliberately picking up a teacup and tilting his head to look at Zhao Meier, "Where is my braised pork?" After speaking, he directly threw the teacup to the ground.
Zhao Meier, hearing the 'clang' and 'smash' of the teacup hitting the ground, laughed, "You've been poisoned by the alluring fragrance, so don't even think about leaving me. The braised pork is already stewing."
"Go watch it," Feng Qishi commanded, picking up another teacup and throwing it on the ground.
Zhao Meier: "Where did your soul go just now?" She scanned Feng Qishi's face.
"I went to find Mu Anxiao, do you believe that?" Feng Qishi retorted.
Zhao Meier shook her head and said with confidence, "I don't believe it. Those poisoned by the alluring fragrance can't leave this place."
"Quite confident, aren't you," Feng Qishi said, his tone laced with sarcasm.
Zhao Meier smiled, "Naturally. You, don't even think about leaving. Mu Anxiao," she leaned slightly closer, meeting Feng Qishi's eyes, "definitely won't find you."
"..." Feng Qishi remained expressionless.
Yuan Yan turned his back.
Seeing Feng Qishi's expression, Zhao Meier snorted, straightened up, and said, "I'll come back later." After speaking, she turned and left.
Feng Qishi: "That braised pork isn't made by you, so I won't eat it."
Zhao Meier tilted her head and walked out, stepping over the threshold.
Seeing this, Feng Qishi snorted and looked up at Yuan Yan, who had his back to him, asking, "Did you speak to her just now?"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Yan glanced at Feng Qishi, then quickly walked to the door, poked his head out to confirm Zhao Meier had left, withdrew his head, and while closing the door, bolted it. "She asked me to find you." Saying this, he quickly returned to Feng Qishi's side and sat down.
Feng Qishi picked up a new teacup and said, "How did you explain it to her?"
"I said you were hiding."
"She didn't find me?"
"She didn't find you, which is why she asked me," Yuan Yan said, thinking of Feng Qishi's sudden collapse and cessation of breathing. He asked, "Can you tell me? Where did you go just now?"
"I won't say."
"Why?"
"No reason. It's a heavenly secret."
"Did you return to heaven?" Yuan Yan completely misunderstood Feng Qishi's words.
Feng Qishi looked at the now as dull-witted as Lin Yan, Yuan Yan, with speechless exasperation and said, "No. I remember you used to be quite astute. Why have you become so foolish now?"
"Following you, I don't need to think," Yuan Yan stated plainly.
Feng Qishi was speechless upon hearing this.
Then, Yuan Yan chuckled foolishly at Feng Qishi, leaned in to meet Feng Qishi's eyes, and said, "Tell me, where did you go just now?"
"I was going to take you away, but I overused my magic, so..." Feng Qishi had had enough of Mu Anxiao's mockery and had become quite thin-skinned. Thus, to prevent Yuan Yan from knowing too much, he began to make things up as he went along, "My soul left my body, and I went on a tour of the mortal world."
"In just a quarter of an hour, you toured the mortal world?"
Feng Qishi looked at Yuan Yan's astonished expression and felt a sense of accomplishment. He continued to talk nonsense, "Yes, that's how fast it was."
"Wow, can you tell me about it?"
"..." Feng Qishi smiled, and then, to make Yuan Yan believe him completely, he began to tell Yuan Yan everything he had seen in his previous life.
Yuan Yan listened with great seriousness.
In the forbidden forest.
Mu Anxiao had already healed herself with magic. She opened her eyes and looked at the fourth evil spirit, who had been knocked unconscious by Feng Qishi's magic, and sighed. She stood up and walked gracefully to the fourth evil spirit. After a moment of hesitation, she thought that since so much time had passed, if the fourth evil spirit returned like this, it would surely arouse suspicion.
Therefore, she stared at the fourth evil spirit, thought for a moment, and muttered, "This will have to do." Saying this, she conjured silver ropes with her hand.
In the next instant.
The fourth evil spirit was bound to a tree by Mu Anxiao with the silver ropes.