"We forgot something we've been looking for, and have you found what you came here for?" Zuo Qingya reminded them.
"Right, that large coffin, and the ghost in the bloody robe," Lu Yao suddenly realized. "But Miaofeng is already dead, where could she have taken them? This room isn't that big. She probably transported them out! She can teleport."
"Perhaps Mr. Li can help us!" Zuo Qingya looked at Li Mohan.
Li Mohan tilted his head back slightly. He couldn't describe his feelings towards the man before him. He wasn't like the people in his social circle. He seemed like someone who had stepped out of an ancient book, detached from the mortal world, possessing an out-of-place sense of alienation, as if he were present but not integrated into this place.
He inexplicably admired Zuo Qingya, yet also felt an inexplicable rejection from the bottom of his heart, especially when he saw the look in Ye Huohuo's eyes when she looked at him.
"How can I help?"
"You make Huisui regurgitate what it hid!" Zuo Qingya said calmly, as if stating that they would have dinner tonight, his tone utterly ordinary.
"Little Uncle-Master, you suspect Miaofeng hid the coffin in Huisui? How is that possible? Huisui can dissolve everything. If the coffin were inside it, it would have turned into nothingness long ago, let alone how large the coffin is..." Ye Huohuo stopped halfway through her sentence, suddenly pausing. Her eyes lit up. "I get it! You mean Miaofeng used the Void Art within Huisui? Meaning, there's likely a space inside it?!"
"Huisui that small, in such a flowing liquid, can you use the Void Art? You'd have to shrink the space so much. You're too imaginative!" Lu Yao didn't believe it. Without seeing it with her own eyes, she couldn't comprehend the fantastical imaginings of Zuo Qingya and Ye Huohuo.
"Whether it's there or not, we'll know if Mr. Li summons it!" Zuo Qingya looked at Li Mohan again.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" Li Mohan saw the three people in front of him speaking one after another, discussing what sounded like a fantastical tale with all seriousness. He truly wondered if something was wrong with his mind.
"You don't need to know. You just need to make Huisui spit out what it just swallowed," Ye Huohuo's eyes gleamed with excitement, as if the pain from her injuries had vanished.
Li Mohan reluctantly summoned Huisui again. Huisui floated in the air like a well-behaved kitten, seemingly awaiting Li Mohan's command.
"You..." Li Mohan felt he was doing something that even a young child would consider childish. With his temperament, he would never do it, but looking at Ye Huohuo's eyes, filled with hope and shining remarkably, he sighed, "Spit out what you just swallowed!"
Li Mohan felt his brain must have been hit by a door to be doing something so foolish.
Ye Huohuo watched Huisui still floating in the air like a little snake. Hearing Li Mohan's command, it didn't react for a long time, and she felt a bit discouraged. "Did we guess wrong?"
Zuo Qingya also frowned, remaining silent, his eyes fixed on Huisui. He couldn't help but feel a sense of regret, always feeling that he shouldn't have guessed wrong.
"Perhaps the command is wrong. Let's try a different one? Release what you caught, or take out what you hid..." Li Mohan said to comfort her, not wanting to see Ye Huohuo's disappointed expression.
But before he could finish speaking, Huisui suddenly stopped its aimless floating and slowly swam above the cement platform where the coffin had been placed. It stopped in the air above it. Suddenly, a wisp of black smoke emanated from its body and rapidly spread.
For safety, Ye Huohuo and the others retreated to a corner, covering their mouths and noses, observing the movements of the black smoke. After a while, the black smoke dispersed, and the coffin, carved with a qilin and only qualified for royalty, stably sat on the cement platform.
It was as if it had never disappeared.
The four looked at each other for a long time. Ye Huohuo grabbed Li Mohan's hand, "You are truly my lucky star, no, you are a lucky star! Which of your words just now directed Huisui? It's truly magical, absolutely magical. Although Miaofeng did many bad things, it's undeniable that she was a genius.
To have used the Void Art to such a masterful degree! If she were still alive, I would really want to exchange ideas with her."
Ye Huohuo was extremely weak, but after seeing the technique designed by Miaofeng, her entire spirit was in an extremely excited state, her hands trembling slightly with excitement. Her eyes were filled with curiosity as she looked at Huisui.
Lu Yao quickly grabbed her when she saw her expression. "Don't you dare touch that Huisui! Don't look at it acting like a kitten obeying Li Mohan; it considers him its master. If you go near it, it can turn you into pus and blood!"
"I know, do you think I'm stupid? I just want to know if there are other ways to create this Void Art besides using Zi Hexian!" Ye Huohuo said casually.
"Ye Huohuo! Don't forget the oath you made earlier. If you dare to do anything against Heaven's will, I will not go easy on you!" Zuo Qingya took a step forward, his voice turning cold, his eyes holding a warning as he looked at Ye Huohuo.
Ye Huohuo flinched and quickly looked away, smiling awkwardly. "Little Uncle-Master..."
"Mr. Li, I will take responsibility for Huohuo's matters, you don't need to worry," before Ye Huohuo could say anything, Li Mohan pulled her behind him and said with a stern expression.
"Mr. Li, I think you've misunderstood. Although Ye Huohuo is your wife, she is also a member of the Xuanmen. I have no right to interfere in your family affairs, but if she does anything that goes against the orthodox path of the Xuanmen, I have the right to cleanse the sect." Zuo Qingya also refused to back down.
"Wait! Both of you, this argument makes no sense, as if I've really done something heinous. Although I Ye Huohuo am interested in those Daoist arts and mechanisms, I also have my principles in how I conduct myself. I will never do anything harmful.
Little Uncle-Master, do you not trust me this much? We just went through life and death together!" Ye Huohuo's expression was filled with sadness; Zuo Qingya's words had truly hurt her heart.
Zuo Qingya took a deep breath and calmed down, wondering why he had lost control of his emotions. This had never happened before. He had always been calm and composed, but for some reason, when it came to Ye Huohuo's matters, he seemed unable to handle them calmly.
It seemed he needed to cultivate his state of mind again upon returning.
"You know best what to do, and let's focus on the important task first."
Zuo Qingya walked to the intricately carved coffin, raised his hand, closed his eyes, and gently glided his fingertips over the coffin lid, as if sensing the aura within.
Ye Huohuo also tried to sense it, but as soon as her fingers touched the coffin lid, she felt an extremely Yin and cold energy trying to enter her body through her fingertips.
She instantly felt frozen, her eyelashes and hair frost over.
"Huohuo!" Li Mohan's reaction was swift. He pulled her hand away and held it in his, warming it.
Ye Huohuo blinked, slowly recovering, and noticed her hand being held by Li Mohan, her gaze faltering. "I'm fine! I didn't expect the cold energy from this coffin to be so strong!" As she spoke, she casually withdrew her hand.
Li Mohan's free hand clenched into a fist, and the light in his eyes turned obscure.
He wanted to say something to Ye Huohuo, but looking up at her, he saw her gaze fixed on Zuo Qingya. He bit his lip and swallowed the words he was about to speak.
Ye Huohuo wasn't actually staring at Zuo Qingya, but at his fingers. It wasn't obvious unless you looked closely. If you did, you would see that Zuo Qingya's fingertips were constantly changing. There was a line on his fingers that was continuously moving; it was formed by the cold energy.
His fingers were eroded by the cold energy when they touched the coffin, forming a layer of frost. However, Zuo Qingya's cultivation was high, and he used his spiritual energy to force the cold energy back. The mutual resistance between the cold energy and spiritual energy formed that line of cold.
The coffin's cold energy was intensifying, pushing that cold line towards Zuo Qingya's body. Zuo Qingya, in turn, used his spiritual energy to repel the cold energy. This repeated process caused the cold line to move back and forth on his fingers.
"Ye Huohuo, I feel like something's not right!" Lu Yao had obviously noticed it too. Fearing she might disturb Zuo Qingya, she leaned close to Ye Huohuo and said softly.