At this moment, the bug looked at the demon sword that had suddenly fallen silent before him, then at Mu Anxiao on the opposite side, who was expectantly waiting for the demon sword to reply. He said softly, "It seems unwilling to answer you. Please wait a moment." As he spoke, he reached out to nudge the sword hilt, reminding it to reply to Mu Anxiao quickly.
Mu Anxiao knew that a forced melon is not sweet. So, seeing the bug 'forcing' the demon sword, she couldn't help but say, "I'm willing to wait. Don't touch it."
Hearing this, the bug was startled and put his hand down.
Immediately after, the demon sword lit up with red light again the moment Mu Anxiao spoke for it.
This time, Mu Anxiao understood the demon sword's meaning. To give the bug a chance to perform, she deliberately shifted her gaze to the bug's wronged face and said helplessly, "Don't be wronged, translator."
"I am indeed wronged," the bug grumbled, pointing at the demon sword. "It says, no matter what Jiong Ye does to me, that Jiong Ye is my only master. Don't try to sow discord between me and my master, you bad woman." After saying this, he deliberately looked away, fearing Mu Anxiao would vent her anger on him.
As expected, Mu Anxiao had guessed correctly. She sighed softly and shifted her gaze back to the demon sword. "You said that."
The bug continued, "Yes, you..." He found it difficult to speak, but thinking of his identity as a 'translator', he continued, "You bad woman."
"Alright, I understand your thoughts. Let's go," Mu Anxiao said, turning her back.
As she turned, the demon sword turned towards the bug...
The bug understood the demon sword's meaning and quickly said, "Mu Anxiao, it wants you to help it." He peeked at Mu Anxiao's retreating figure.
Mu Anxiao let out a cold laugh.
The demon sword lit up again.
The bug glanced at the demon sword and continued, "It has something important to tell you. Turn around."
"Do whatever I tell you to do. Since you like your master, go find your master. Don't talk to me," Mu Anxiao acted petulant, lowering her head and fiddling with her fingers.
The demon sword stopped glowing.
Seeing the demon sword's pitiable state, the bug walked around the demon sword and came to face Mu Anxiao. "You have such a small measure of tolerance."
"With my physique, what kind of tolerance can I have?" Mu Anxiao completely misunderstood the bug's words and patted her stomach.
The bug looked speechless. "I meant that kind of tolerance, not the tolerance of a stomach. But speaking of which," he stared at Mu Anxiao's face, "that demon sword seems to really have a request."
"It has a request, and it still calls me a bad woman," Mu Anxiao pouted.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's petulant demeanor, the bug couldn't help but smile. Then, he happened to look at the demon sword, which was emitting a beam of light, and exclaimed, "It's apologizing to you."
"That's also for its master," Mu Anxiao said, and then turned to look at the demon sword.
The demon sword remained still.
Seeing Mu Anxiao turn, the bug quickly ran around her and then came to the back of the demon sword again, ready to translate at any time.
Mu Anxiao looked at the demon sword in this state and said faintly, "You went to that garden to bathe just to wash off that dark stuff on the sword, didn't you?" She scanned the sword's body.
The bug translated, "Yes, master hates me looking like this, so I'll change my appearance, and then he won't hate me."
"Aren't you even angry when it calls you a fire poker?" Mu Anxiao asked again.
The bug translated, "I'm not angry. Master gave me a chance to be reborn. Without master, I wouldn't know where I'd be now, so I must repay him."
"Then do you still remember me?" Mu Anxiao wanted to know if the demon sword had really lost its memory.
Unexpectedly, the moment Mu Anxiao asked this question, the demon sword became unresponsive again.
The bug blinked and said nothing.
Mu Anxiao smiled. "It seems you don't remember me."
After Mu Anxiao said this, the demon sword reacted again. The bug continued to translate, "I don't recognize you. I only heard master say that you are not a good person."
"Really? He says I'm not a good person, yet you want me to save him for you. You... doing this," Mu Anxiao couldn't understand the demon sword, "isn't that going against your master's wishes?"
"Master doesn't hate you that much," the bug translated, staring at the demon sword.
Mu Anxiao smiled faintly. "You haven't even seen his face, how do you know your master doesn't hate me?"
"I feel it. I feel that master hates me. This time," the bug frowned slightly, paused with the demon sword for a few seconds, and continued, "I want to show my last bit of value to my master."
"What do you mean by that?" Mu Anxiao had a bad premonition.
Following the demon sword's reaction, the bug gave a wry smile and said, "Master saved me once, and I'll save him again. That will be even. At that time, I will choose to end myself."
End myself?
In this year, no matter where or when, Mu Anxiao had been thinking of the Soul Sword. Especially whenever she encountered danger, the image of the Soul Sword rushing to her aid would appear in her mind. But in reality, she could only wait desperately for Jia's rescue. Of course, meeting the Soul Sword here was something she never expected. Therefore, how could Mu Anxiao give up such an opportunity?
Looking at the demon sword that had made such a decision before her, her eyes sank. She said with a surge of determination, "There's no free lunch from the sky."
The bug and the demon sword were 'stunned' together. The bug said, "What do you mean?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao glanced at the bug, then at the demon sword that wanted to take its own life. "If I help you rescue Jiong Ye, will you become my magical artifact?" she asked, crossing her arms in front of her.
"You don't dislike me for being dark," the bug quickly said these words for the demon sword.
Mu Anxiao's lips curved. "I don't care about your thoughts. In my eyes, you are always the Soul Sword. So," she said earnestly, "no matter what you look like, I will accept you. Choose. If you don't want to, I won't force you."
The demon sword lit up with red light.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao unintentionally ignored the bug and said, "Fine, remember your decision. I'll figure out how to help you right away."
Seeing this, the bug was shocked. "Mu Anxiao, you can understand?"
"Some I can, some I can't. You, translator, are doing well. Keep up the good work." Mu Anxiao didn't discourage the bug and extended her hand to the demon sword.
Then, the demon sword gently tapped Mu Anxiao's palm with its hilt.
"Translator," Mu Anxiao pretended not to understand.
Seeing this, the bug's disappointed face lit up with excitement. "He agreed," he said quickly.
"Is that so? Then I..." Mu Anxiao said, thinking of Ouyang Ye's face, her heart sank. "This matter can only be handled by Ouyang Ye. If we look for that Xi'er, it might mess things up." Saying this, she shifted her gaze to the bug's face. The bug was stunned. "Why are you looking at me?"
The demon sword also turned to the bug...