Mu Anxiao looked down at Jia's earnest expression, offering advice. Recalling that Jia had not revealed himself before the woman in the green dress not long ago, she realized Jia's nervousness stemmed entirely from his own heart, having nothing to do with the woman in green.
Thinking this, she had a flash of inspiration and interrupted Jia's thoughts, saying, "You go." She was confident Jia was far more capable than she was.
Upon hearing this, Jia stiffened, then looked up at Mu Anxiao with a look of horror. "I can't. It's because of her..."
"You're not here because you're nervous about seeing her; it's due to your own circumstances. Therefore, as long as you gather your courage and don't scare yourself, you can definitely defeat her," Mu Anxiao said, pointing at the woman in green.
The woman in green understood Mu Anxiao's gesture and said indignantly, "I want you, not this brat." She glared at Jia. Jia, upon hearing this, was displeased. "What did you call me? Why are you calling me a brat? You..."
"Brat, you..." Mid-sentence, the woman in green narrowed her eyes, then realized, "You're the one from below."
Jia, upon hearing this, puffed up with pride. "You know who I am. Are you scared of me now?" He cocked his chin.
The woman in green sneered. "My fate is still long. If you try to capture me, it will be your mistake. You... get lost." She glared furiously at Jia.
However, Jia had assumed that once the woman in green knew his identity, she would show him respect. Moreover, he thought she would spare Mu Anxiao because of him.
To his surprise, his thoughts were too optimistic. The woman in green before him was clearly so thoroughly consumed by the poison that her basic cognition was compromised. Thus, he clenched his fists, accumulating anger towards her.
Mu Anxiao looked down at Jia's impending anger and his posture. She took a step back and said, "You can definitely defeat her."
"..." Jia took a couple of breaths in frustration, turned sideways, looked up at Mu Anxiao, and said, "I can definitely defeat her."
"Yes, you can," Mu Anxiao gave Jia a thumbs-up.
Jia glanced at Mu Anxiao's gesture of praise, spread his hands, and conjured the silver rope. After staring at the silver rope for a few seconds, he looked up at Mu Anxiao again and said, "If you don't mind, could you hold this for me?" He handed the silver rope to Mu Anxiao.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao bent down, took the silver rope, and smiled. "Go ahead." She assumed Jia was giving it to her because it was too heavy.
Conversely, the moment Mu Anxiao took the silver rope, Jia took a step back and said, "Go ahead."
"...." Mu Anxiao, upon hearing this, withdrew her smile, her expression freezing. "What do you mean by this?"
"I've lent you my silver rope, so you can deal with her now," Jia said seriously.
Mu Anxiao didn't quite comprehend, blinking at Jia. "Are you serious?"
"Yes, I know you're good at using this silver rope. I'm lending it to you. This way," Jia said with an innocent smile, "you can defeat her."
"No, why aren't you going?" Mu Anxiao was bewildered.
Jia: "I'm short, and that woman is so sinister. I can't possibly beat her." As he spoke, he cautiously glanced at the woman in green, who had already raised her long sword. "I'll wait by the side for the other two."
"You'll wait for me?" Mu Anxiao didn't immediately grasp Jia's meaning, then her lips twitched a couple of times. She said directly, "I think you're just evading."
"No, I'm waiting for the other two for you. Don't worry," Jia said, reaching out and patting Mu Anxiao's arm. "I'll quickly help you identify their weaknesses. You can handle this, preferably with a killing blow."
"You..."
"I'm leaving," Jia interrupted, turning and vanishing.
Mu Anxiao wore a bitter expression, realizing that in matters like these, she could only rely on herself. Thinking this, she turned to look at the woman in green who had aimed her sword at her. Before she could speak, the woman in green said, "You're going to fight me with a mere piece of string? Pray tell, are you serious?"
"..." Mu Anxiao swallowed hard, looked down at the silver rope in her hand, straightened her back, and said, "I'm serious. What about it?" Her attitude was indifferent.
The woman in green curved her lips. "Serious is good. It makes it more fun." Saying this, she rushed towards Mu Anxiao with her sword.
At the same time, Jia's words from earlier echoed in Mu Anxiao's ears. Now, she calmly watched the spirited woman in green, eager to compete with her, her gaze fixed. She immediately wrapped one end of the silver rope around her hand and pulled it outwards with force. In that instant, she stood stunned on the spot.
"..."
Jia was a child, and the silver rope was naturally tailor-made for him. Therefore, the silver rope felt much smaller in Mu Anxiao's hand. Especially when the silver rope was swung towards the ground, it made almost no sound.
Seeing this situation, Mu Anxiao was stuck in an awkward position.
The woman in green stopped in her tracks, laughing wantonly.
Mu Anxiao listened to the merciless laughter of the woman in green and then looked at the silver rope in her hand. She understood why Jia always avoided confrontation. It wasn't an issue of Jia's ability, but simply because... he couldn't reach a certain height.
Thinking this, Mu Anxiao took a deep breath, looked down at the silver rope, paused for a few seconds, and then also started to laugh.
Immediately after, as Mu Anxiao's laughter rang out, the woman in green stopped laughing. Instead, she asked Mu Anxiao, "What are you laughing at?"
"..." Mu Anxiao laughed a few times, then stopped. "I'm laughing at myself, not at you."
"You this..."
"Although my silver rope is short, I can still defeat you," Mu Anxiao said, her fighting spirit ignited. She raised the silver rope and swung it fiercely at the woman in green.
No matter what, the silver rope was an item from the underworld. Although it wasn't long, Mu Anxiao knew that its accumulated energy was enough to deal with the poisoned woman in green who had lost her senses.
The next second, the silver rope landed on the hand of the woman in green holding the sword. The woman in green cried out in pain and swung her sword at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao showed no intention of evading, blocking the sword edge with the silver rope, blow after blow.
In this manner, blue light and green light illuminated the entire forest.
Just then, the woman in pink and the woman in red arrived.
From behind a tree, Jia, in his invisible state, watched the two women who had stopped not far from Mu Anxiao and the woman in green. He narrowed his eyes, beginning to try and find their flaws.
Over there, the woman in pink looked at Mu Anxiao and the woman in green, who were locked in an equal fight, and chuckled. "It seems others' spiritual energy is not so easily obtained," she said, crossing her arms.
"Yes," the woman in red replied, frowning. "It's strange."
Hearing this, the woman in pink turned to look at the woman in red, who wore a puzzled expression. "What's wrong?"
"We don't have any spiritual energy. Given the situation," the woman in red said, glancing at the woman in pink, "we can only outsmart them, not fight them."