"Is she not leaving?" Jiong Ye asked the wolf demon.
The wolf demon glanced at Jiong Ye, and before he could speak, the demon-eating beast's voice came from behind him, "Are you guys leaving or not?"
Hearing this, they swallowed their words and turned together to look at the demon-eating beast with green hair, their faces showing terror.
The demon-eating beast's expression turned stern. "What are those looks for?"
"What kind of monster are you?"
"A divine beast," the demon-eating beast summarized simply, leaning forward to look at Mu Anxiao. "Mu Anxiao, are you leaving?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao withdrew her gaze, turned to the demon-eating beast, and said, "I'll wait for Feng Qishi. You," she glanced at each of them, "take them out. If any immortals ask about them, tell them they are my friends."
"Understood," the demon-eating beast agreed, looking at them. "Let's go."
"Mu Anxiao, are you really alright by yourself?" the wolf demon asked, concerned.
Instantly, Mu Anxiao shook her head. Before she could speak, the demon-eating beast stepped forward and forcibly took them away.
A few minutes later.
Just as Mu Anxiao was about to try and contact Feng Qishi, a flash of red and blue light streaked across the sky, landing on the ground with a bang. Hearing the sound, Mu Anxiao quickly pulled up her skirt and ran towards the source of the sound. She saw that it was indeed Feng Qishi and Ouyang Ye, but to her surprise, they were both severely injured.
"Mu Anxiao, I won," Ouyang Ye said, staggering to his feet.
Mu Anxiao frowned. "You won, what does that have to do with me?" As she spoke, she took a step forward, but Ouyang Ye quickly moved in front of her, grabbed her arm, and bent down to bite her shoulder. Pain surged, and she gasped, pushing Ouyang Ye's head away with all her might.
The next second, as Mu Anxiao's blood filled Ouyang Ye's mouth, he straightened up, bit his lip, and kissed her directly. Her eyes widened, and she forcefully pushed him away. He fell to the ground. "Are you crazy?" she said, summoning her soul sword again.
At that moment, Feng Qishi woke up. "Mu Anxiao, are you okay?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao temporarily suppressed her anger, wiping the blood from her mouth with her hand as she looked at the wounded Feng Qishi. She said indignantly, "That's what I should be asking you." Without bothering with Ouyang Ye, she stepped forward and crouched in front of Feng Qishi.
Ouyang Ye then chuckled.
Hearing the sound, Mu Anxiao rolled her eyes and turned to the inexplicably laughing Ouyang Ye. "What are you laughing at?"
"You drank my blood, so you belong to me now," Ouyang Ye said, raising an eyebrow.
Mu Anxiao snorted. "You must be concussed from the fight. Do you think you have immortal blood? You..." She stopped abruptly, feeling a burning sensation in her chest. She quickly swallowed and sat down on the ground. "What's going on?" she said, clutching her chest.
"I used demon blood, not immortal blood," Ouyang Ye said, standing up. As he started to walk towards Mu Anxiao, she quickly sat cross-legged and began to circulate her energy. He looked shocked. "What are you doing?" he asked. As he took a step forward, he was blocked by the blue light emanating from Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao began to circulate her energy, attempting to use the technique for refining immortal blood to expel the impure demon blood.
Feng Qishi watched Mu Anxiao with a frown.
A few minutes later.
Mu Anxiao opened her eyes, bent over, and spat black blood onto the ground. "Ouyang Ye, I hate you the most. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gone through such agony. If I remember correctly," she said, standing up and turning to Ouyang Ye, "you've almost killed me twice."
"Mu Anxiao, you..."
"I've told you long ago that I don't like you. Why are you still so deluded?" Mu Anxiao stepped forward, forcefully wiping the blood from her mouth. "What's the point?"
"If he dies, you'll have room for me in your heart," Ouyang Ye said, his gaze fixed. He quickly sent a palm strike towards Feng Qishi. Simultaneously, Mu Anxiao moved swiftly, 'catching' the strike and flying out.
Ouyang Ye stared blankly at Mu Anxiao, who had been sent flying by his attack.
Her red skirt fell, her hair scattered. Mu Anxiao landed under a tree with a thud after the double impact. Feng Qishi looked... quickly stood up and stumbled to Mu Anxiao's side, crouching down and cautiously checking her injuries.
Seeing this, Ouyang Ye clenched his fist and was about to make another move when Yuan Xian appeared and grabbed his arm. "Stop being so stubborn."
Hearing this, Ouyang Ye's eyes darkened. He turned his face... and saw Yuan Xian. "It's you," his eyes were filled with rage.
"Master knows you hate Master, but a teacher for a day is a father for a lifetime. Ouyang Ye, Master knows he was unfair to you, but..."
"Don't you think it's too late to say this now?" Ouyang Ye interrupted in a low voice.
Yuan Xian's eyes darkened. "Master was wrong."
For decades, Ouyang Ye had imagined countless scenarios of Yuan Xian apologizing to him. Each time he thought of those scenes, he felt utterly foolish. He had always believed Yuan Xian to be a snobbish person. With that in mind, he had strived to achieve greatness to make Yuan Xian fully realize how wrong his past choices were. Who knew that everything he had meticulously planned would fail like this? Not only that, but everything he had painstakingly envisioned had not come to pass.
Looking at Yuan Xian's sincere expression at this moment, he couldn't help but recall some of his trivial daily routines in the celestial realm. His heart sank, and he called out, "Master."
Yuan Xian said, "Actually, the matter between you and Master is not that complicated. Master was too busy with official duties back then and didn't pay enough attention to you. It was Master's fault. If you're willing, would you like to come back with Master?"
"...But..." Ouyang Ye looked hesitant, his gaze drifting towards Mu Anxiao. "Her and I..."
"You and her are impossible," Yuan Xian said plainly.
"Is that so?" Ouyang Ye said, lowering his eyelids. "Since the key to this world has already been obtained by the celestial realm, then my existence is meaningless. You... just pretend you never had a disciple like me." After saying this, he turned and walked towards Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao opened her eyes and looked at Feng Qishi and Shi Yi, who were in tears. Before she could speak, she shifted her gaze to Ouyang Ye's face. "What are you doing?" she demanded angrily.
"I need to borrow your soul sword," Ouyang Ye said.
"You want to..."
"I won't hurt anyone anymore. Just lend it to me," Ouyang Ye said, crouching down.
Yuan Xian watched Ouyang Ye's back without speaking.
Then, Mu Anxiao frowned, about to retract her soul sword, when Ouyang Ye snatched it away. Seeing this, she was about to shout, but Ouyang Ye committed suicide... Blood gushed out. Mu Anxiao and the other two were stunned the moment Ouyang Ye fell.
Yuan Xian sighed.