Feng Qishi frowned as he watched this scene.
The silver needle floated in mid-air, still unable to believe what was happening, when suddenly, it began to blow.
Mu Anxiao, sensing the strange wind, quickly raised her hand and caught the silver needle. The needle, deeply depressed by the recent events, remained completely unresponsive in Mu Anxiao's hand.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's effortless movement, Feng Qishi put aside his undue worry. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and silently became an observer.
Mu Anxiao felt something was wrong. Holding the silver needle, she spun around, surveying her surroundings. Then, she opened her palm, lowered her head to look at the silver needle in her hand, and remained silent.
The wind stopped.
The silver needle, upon encountering the air, suddenly sprang up, hovering before Mu Anxiao and asking, "Why is this happening?"
Mu Anxiao glanced at her palm, which was bleeding again, and said, "I disagree." With that, she looked at the silver needle.
Silver needle: "You..."
"As long as you agree to my conditions, naturally... I will agree to yours," Mu Anxiao interrupted.
The silver needle was speechless.
From the moment she had grabbed the silver needle, Mu Anxiao had instantly confirmed that this needle was the primary weapon used to force those people to surrender their souls. If she wasn't mistaken, this matter had been ongoing for a very long time.
The ones who had instigated those people to surrender their souls were definitely not solely from Ouyang Ye's side. There was another party involved, the one who possessed the silver needle.
As for who that person was, Mu Anxiao hadn't figured it out yet. However, judging by Ouyang Ye's behavior, she suspected that Ouyang Ye's mortal partner was definitely among those girls.
Therefore, she looked at the silver needle and asked intentionally, "Why aren't you speaking anymore?"
Silver needle: "What do you want to know?" After all these events, it had submitted.
"Are you willing..."
"Even if I'm not willing, can you let me go?" the silver needle interrupted, clearly sighing. "Your body is something I cannot enter. I know that."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I am an aware demonic energy. You are an immortal. If I were to enter your body, wouldn't that be courting disaster? And never again," the silver needle said. "My target is mortals with weak willpower, not a thick-skinned little immortal like you."
"You sensed my spiritual energy?" Mu Anxiao suddenly became nervous.
Silver needle: "I sensed a little. But speaking of which, the yang energy in your body is insufficient."
"Yang energy..."
"I knew why you were so effeminate. It turns out there's a reason," the silver needle added.
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao immediately understood that the silver needle hadn't yet realized her gender. To more convincingly portray herself as a man, she deliberately showed a displeased expression. "What do you mean by that?"
"It means nothing. I just think you're a bit effeminate."
"You..."
"I'm telling the truth," the silver needle said, then suddenly whimpered twice and continued, "Because of you, I'm going to be finished."
Mu Anxiao frowned. "What do you mean by that?"
"Our master created us to do bad things. But I ended up cooperating with you. If the master finds out, he will definitely destroy me."
"What do you mean?" Mu Anxiao was completely confused by the silver needle's words.
Silver needle: "It means I am originally demonic energy within a demon. Our master gave us consciousness and housed us within silver needles. Finally, we would find suitable mortals to harm their consciousness. Now," it chuckled bitterly twice, "it's turned out like this. If I go back, I will surely die."
"You are just gas."
"My current form is the silver needle. If I go back, my master will throw me into a furnace. Just thinking about it," the silver needle began to weep, "is painful."
Mu Anxiao: "..." She stared at the silver needle, deliberately staying silent.
The silver needle saw this and said, "Don't you find me pitiable?"
At this moment, Feng Qishi watched the silver needle stage its sob story, a smirk playing on his lips as he continued to watch.
Mu Anxiao said, "You're just a needle. There's no need to put on such a pitiful act for me." She stared intently at the silver needle, their eyes meeting. "Besides, I can only hear your voice and can't see your expression. Honestly, it feels a bit lacking, even dry." As she said this, she closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again.
The moment Mu Anxiao said this, the silver needle emitted black beams of light from its surroundings.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao took two steps back.
Conversely, the silver needle said, "You're being too hurtful."
"You are a needle," Mu Anxiao emphasized.
The silver needle began to weep dryly again. "Please don't say that. It really hurts... me." It truly didn't know how to describe itself.
Mu Anxiao smiled.
The silver needle asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao stopped her ruthless mockery of the silver needle and said, "The sob story is over. Let's get down to business."
"Wait a moment," the silver needle interrupted.
Mu Anxiao clicked her tongue. "What do you want?"
Silver needle: "Currently, I am speaking with you purely out of my own volition. I dare not desire your body anymore. Next, I want to exchange a condition with you."
"What?"
"I want to live, even if it's just as a wisp of energy."
"Is that your only ambition?" Mu Anxiao remarked casually.
The silver needle said, "If I wanted more, I couldn't achieve it. In other words, are you willing to let me harm people?"
"Of course not."
"Then it's settled. So, make a condition with me."
"You fellow, with your needle brain, you can actually think," Mu Anxiao said intentionally.
"I am not angry," the silver needle said, its tone becoming serious. "I will tell you what you want to know. After you know, you will take me in."
"Take me in?"
"Yes, take me in. I have nowhere else to go," the silver needle stated righteously.
Mu Anxiao was speechless for a moment and said, "I can take you in, but what can you do?"
"I can help you..." the silver needle panted, "scare enemies."
"Is that all?" Mu Anxiao suddenly felt that this silver needle was truly quite useless.
Silver needle: "That's all for now, but if you dare to use me, I can also play a significant role."
"What do you mean?"
"You are a little immortal, and I am demonic energy. If an immortal uses demonic energy, and the higher-ups find out, your fate will not be good. But," the silver needle said, "if you don't care, I can transform into your magical artifact."
"You can transform?"
"Mm."
"Transform one," Mu Anxiao urged excitedly.
The silver needle hesitated.
Seeing the silver needle's lack of movement, Mu Anxiao became impatient. "Are you playing with me?"
Following that, after a few seconds of silence, the silver needle suddenly said, "Actually, I am a useless needle."
Mu Anxiao was stunned and asked, "Almost like a waste?"
"Almost like you," the silver needle added.
Mu Anxiao's face darkened.