Shen Yan did not pay attention to Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao looked at Shen Yan's profile, not daring to speak again.
In the backyard, the Yin messengers tied up the souls of six women with immortal destinies with ropes and said, "You died unjustly this life. Go down and be reborn directly."
"You must avenge us," said the first female immortal soul.
The Yin messenger smiled and said, "I can't manage that."
"Alright," the first female immortal soul said dejectedly.
"Esteemed Yin Messenger," the second female immortal soul called out, glancing at the white-haired woman standing behind him and saying, "I find this demon soul very familiar."
The Yin messenger turned his head to look at the white-haired woman and asked, "How is she familiar?"
"I think I've seen her somewhere, right before you all arrived," the second female immortal soul said, stealing a glance at the white-haired woman.
"Is my body still here?" the white-haired woman stepped forward and asked.
The second female immortal soul looked at the white-haired woman and hesitated, saying, "I'm not sure, but I definitely saw you, behind the cabinet in his room."
"Where is his room?" the white-haired woman asked, looking around.
The third female immortal soul glanced at the second female immortal soul and said, "Why tell her so much? She's just a monster. Even if she's resurrected, she'll still harm people. Why are you saying so much?"
The white-haired woman looked at the third female immortal soul, who was prejudiced against her, and said, "If you had no evil intentions, you wouldn't have been swallowed by that wolf demon, leaving only your souls here."
"You..."
"Enough," the fourth female immortal soul glared at the third female immortal soul. "If we hadn't listened to you in life, we wouldn't have met this end. Just say less."
Hearing the fourth female immortal soul's words, the third female immortal soul lowered her head, unable to speak.
"What you saw was not her," the Yin messenger suddenly said.
Immediately, their gazes shifted to the Yin messenger's face.
"Who was it?" the white-haired woman asked the Yin messenger.
The Yin messenger glanced at the other female immortal souls who had the same question as the white-haired woman, hesitated, and casually said, "Heaven's secrets cannot be revealed." With that, he looked up at the steadily descending Yin messengers and said, "They are all here."
"Thanks, brother," the first Yin messenger took the rope.
The other Yin messengers thanked him just like the first one, took the ropes, and left.
"These people are not under your jurisdiction after all this time?" the white-haired woman was surprised.
"I only manage demon souls now. I'm just helping others by bringing human souls along."
"So that's how it is," the white-haired woman said, her eyes darting. "Can you tell me why I, as a demon soul, could harm people?"
The Yin messenger did not expect the white-haired woman to understand nothing. Seeing her questioning expression, he couldn't help but smile and ask, "How long have you cultivated as a demon?"
"A hundred years, but," the white-haired woman pursed her lips, "that boy said I was a divine spirit, not a demon."
"Divine spirits and demons are the same in my eyes," the Yin messenger said indifferently.
"I understand," the white-haired woman nodded, then looked up at the gradually dispersing dark clouds. "You haven't answered my question yet."
"It's simple. Demon souls are different from human souls. Demon souls can be controlled by people with evil intentions, and they can also harm people. Of course," the Yin messenger's lips curled, "not many people know this secret."
"I see," the white-haired woman nodded slightly.
"Let me tell you another secret," the Yin messenger smiled.
The white-haired woman was stunned and said, "I'm just a demon soul. You telling me so much is probably against the rules, isn't it?"