"But..." Mu Anxiao uttered a word, looking at the situation before her. She said anxiously, "I have important matters to attend to now. Can you stay away?" As she spoke, she was unsure if she had truly accepted Feng Qishi, and worried about losing control again, being manipulated by the Soul Sword.
Feng Qishi replied, "No." He then looked at the man in black who had started fighting Xi'er, and at the monsters beginning to break free from the vines. He said, "Give me the Soul Sword."
"What?" Mu Anxiao was taken aback.
In the future, the Heavenly Realm.
The moment Feng Qishi appeared beside Mu Anxiao, blue light streaked across the clouds. Then, Mu Anxiao and Feng Qishi appeared in the sight of the assembled immortals.
The old man frowned as he watched Feng Qishi ask Mu Anxiao for the Soul Sword.
Zhang Yan said, "He can move freely in the past now." He then fixed his gaze on the old man's profile.
The old man remained silent.
Watching the urgent situation unfold in the clouds and the mortals being forced to hide in corners, everyone grew tense.
In the past, the Mortal Realm.
Mu Anxiao still looked at Feng Qishi in astonishment, remaining silent.
Feng Qishi emphasized, "Give me the Soul Sword." He extended his hand.
Mu Anxiao looked down at Feng Qishi's hand and thought about Feng Qishi's situation in the past. He said, "Even if you take it, you won't be able to control them."
"I can," Feng Qishi had realized, from the moment he appeared and inadvertently leaned against the table behind him, that he could move freely in this past.
As for why he could, he didn't know yet. But he knew that finding the answer wasn't the immediate priority. Instead, catching the monsters was.
Of course, he knew Mu Anxiao could succeed, but considering the reality that Mu Anxiao might lose control at any moment due to the Soul Sword, he believed it would be safer if he held the Soul Sword. Even if he died, it would have nothing to do with Mu Anxiao.
Everything was his fate!
"You..." Mu Anxiao uttered a word and quickly turned to look at the maid peeking cautiously at her from behind the table. She asked, "Can you see him?" She pointed at Feng Qishi, ensuring that the person present could indeed see him!
The maid had seen the entire process of Feng Qishi's appearance clearly. It was only because of the monsters that she had suppressed her fear of Feng Qishi, increasing her trust in him and in Mu Anxiao.
"I can see him. Can he save us?" she asked.
"..." Mu Anxiao didn't know how to answer the maid's question. Her eyes darkened, and she said, "Stay there and don't move."
"..." Seeing Mu Anxiao's serious demeanor, the maid dared not repeat the question and obediently retreated under the table.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao turned back to look at Feng Qishi, who was staring at her. Hearing the growls of the monsters nearby, she said, "Now, you..."
"Give me the Soul Sword," Feng Qishi interrupted.
Mu Anxiao frowned. "I can handle it myself. You wait here for me."
"You... listen to me," Feng Qishi said, reaching out to hold Mu Anxiao's shoulders.
Mu Anxiao's body stiffened. She looked up at Feng Qishi, who was insistent on getting the Soul Sword, and thought of Feng Qishi's own spiritual energy. She said, "No, you don't know demonic arts at all. The Soul Sword is from the demonic realm. If you take it, something will definitely happen."
"I was once its master," Feng Qishi did not want to elaborate.
Mu Anxiao replied, "So what? I am its master now."
"It seems you'll never give it to me," Feng Qishi said coldly.
From the moment Shen Yan became Feng Qishi, he had always appeared before Mu Anxiao with a lively demeanor. He was rarely so gloomy. Now, seeing the serious expression on his face, Mu Anxiao couldn't help but see a shadow of Shen Yan in him.
Momentarily, she remembered what he looked like after she had accidentally drunk immortal blood.
Looking at him like this, she faltered, "I..." She lost the courage to look directly at Feng Qishi and lowered her head. "I am the master of the Soul Sword. I have the right to use it. You are not qualified." With that, she turned away.
Upon hearing this, Feng Qishi glanced at the monsters who were about to break the vines. He let out a low growl, "Give it to me." Then he reached out and grabbed Mu Anxiao's arm.
Mu Anxiao was startled and turned to look at Feng Qishi, her eyes full of anger. "I won't give it to you. You stay by the side..."
"This is my physical form. If you lose control, I will die. I don't want to die," Feng Qishi interrupted, tightening his grip on Mu Anxiao's arm. "Give me the Soul Sword. I want to use spiritual energy to control it."
"You..."
"Give it to me. My master taught me how to control it. Only then will I not die," Feng Qishi deliberately portrayed himself as someone who cherished his life. In reality, he simply didn't want Mu Anxiao to commit a grave offense because of him.
Mu Anxiao's eyes darkened. "You resent me."
"I don't resent you. If you don't accept me, I can't help it. But," Feng Qishi spoke frankly, "I don't want to lose my life because of you."
"How do you know?"
Mu Anxiao didn't want Feng Qishi to know about this because she understood he would be very sad if he found out. As a partner, she didn't want to see him unhappy because of it. Therefore, she had begun to accept Feng Qishi. Although there were timing issues, she still chose to conceal it for as long as possible.
Who knew that Feng Qishi already knew? She was surprised by this and instantly understood why Feng Qishi... was in a bad mood.
"Hei Feng and I discussed it. To be honest," Feng Qishi pretended to be unfeeling, "I was quite hurt. Because of you, I was in a very bad mood. Seeing you made me feel even worse."
"....I'm sorry." Mu Anxiao held back her tears.
"Don't say sorry to me. Give me the Soul Sword. After you give it to me," Feng Qishi glanced at the stall, "hide behind."
"I..."
"Give it to me, or I will hate you, just like those fifty years, I will hate you." Feng Qishi's eyes were firm.
Mu Anxiao completely saw the shadow of Shen Yan in Feng Qishi.
Then, to avoid repeating the same mistake, she obediently materialized the Soul Sword and handed it to Feng Qishi. "Here."
Feng Qishi replied, "That's more like it." Saying this, he took the surprisingly still Soul Sword and turned towards the monsters.
Mu Anxiao watched Feng Qishi's back, sniffled, and remained silent.
The dagger said, "He doesn't know demonic arts."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao was startled. She glanced at Feng Qishi's retreating figure, then quickly took out the dagger from her懷 and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
The dagger explained, "If an immortal controls the Soul Sword with spiritual energy, the Soul Sword will only absorb the spiritual energy within his body. In that case, he will die from self-inflicted harm."
"What?" Mu Anxiao was stunned. She looked towards Feng Qishi's hand holding the Soul Sword. His hand was trembling uncontrollably.
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