In Feng Qishi's understanding, a person, born into this world, when they die, the most feared thing is to be forgotten.
He thought that making Lin Yan the savior might be the best way to account for Lin Yan's life.
Because of their ferocity earlier, the demon souls dared not make any sound, so they could only accept the current situation.
Yin Ye saw everything that had just happened, then she walked gracefully to Feng Qishi's side, looked down at Lin Yan who was lying in a pool of blood, her eyes sank, "What you did is right." She looked at Feng Qishi.
As they spun, Feng Qishi wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes with his hand and looked up at Yin Ye, "I ruined your plan, shouldn't you hate me?"
Yin Ye: "Hating you is unnecessary."
"..." Feng Qishi smiled bitterly, looked down at Lin Yan who was lying steadily, and closed his eyes slightly.
Realm.
In the Immortal Hall, the old gentleman watched Feng Qishi's heartbroken appearance on the cloud screen, his heart sank, and he couldn't help but recall his own feelings when Shen Yan passed away, lowering his eyelids.
At the same time, Zhang Yan appeared again, walked to the old gentleman's side, looked up at the scene on the cloud screen, and said, "You really watch your disciple in every way." As he spoke, he focused his gaze on Lin Yan.
The old gentleman glanced at Zhang Yan, "..."
Zhang Yan slowly frowned and asked, "Is that my disciple?"
Upon hearing this, the old gentleman was stunned, turned to look at Zhang Yan, sighed, and waved his arm to retract the cloud screen.
Immediately, Zhang Yan grinned and cried, "My disciple is dead, how could this happen?" As he spoke, he lowered his head.
As for why Zhang Yan mistook Lin Yan for Mu Anxiao, it was because Mu Anxiao was also wearing the same clothes as Lin Yan, and Lin Yan's face was pressed against the ground, so mistaking him was normal.
However, in the old gentleman's opinion, Zhang Yan's behavior made him feel helpless.
"Why are you crying?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yan wiped his tears and said, "My disciple is dead, how can I not cry? Who is like you, whose disciple died and acts as if nothing happened? Your disciple will cry for my disciple, and you," he cried even louder, "you still criticize me like this."
"I, you cry if you want, but can you be a bit more sincere?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yan was stunned, turned to look at the old gentleman, "You say I'm not sincere?"
"Are you sincere?"
"I..." Zhang Yan lowered his eyes and thought, "If you let me look again, is that my disciple?"
The old gentleman: "..." He turned his back.
Zhang Yan frowned tightly, "You let me..."
The old gentleman's eyes sank, interrupting, "That is not your disciple, it is Lin Yan."
"Lin..." Zhang Yan's eyes widened in disbelief, "Your disciple's disciple?"
"Yes." The old gentleman felt an indescribable feeling.
Zhang Yan: "..." He didn't know what was wrong.
Mortal Realm.
Mu Anxiao found Hei Feng in the forest, but because Hei Feng was on a mission, he didn't pay attention to Mu Anxiao.
Helpless, Mu Anxiao had to wait for him.
A few minutes later.
After Hei Feng handed the demon souls he captured to the Yin Messenger, he turned to look at Mu Anxiao, "Did you catch the demon souls?"
"Yes, those demon souls saved people, and I promised them to let them reincarnate. Do you think this request is unreasonable?"
"Reincarnate?"
"Yes."
"Mu Anxiao, are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy, I'm speaking very seriously."
"Alright, you're serious then," Hei Feng glanced at the departing Yin Messenger, intentionally moved a step closer to Mu Anxiao, and asked, "How is the matter with Yang Tai? Have they forgiven me?"
However, this was the topic Mu Anxiao least wanted to mention. Who knew Hei Feng would use this topic to brush her off.
Thinking about it, she was also angry.
"What are you talking about?"
"The mission failed."
"You know and you still ask." Mu Anxiao avoided his gaze.
"If it failed, you still have the nerve to make requests."
"..." Mu Anxiao glared at the inexplicably arrogant Hei Feng, and snorted, "Before I left, I told you, you and I are not on the same side. You said I could get by with a silver rope, and in the end, I apologized several times and was mocked. When I came back, not only did you not comfort me, but you also treated me like this. Very good, I see through you."
"I..."
"Fine, I don't care about your business anymore. Anyway, I don't belong to your side."
"Those demon souls..."
"Those demon souls, I don't care anymore. You deal with it yourselves. My master said I can go back. I'm going back," Mu Anxiao sneered, "Those demon souls won't find me either. At that time, the vine spirit will do as it pleases, and I can't control it. Anyway, this is your problem."
"Mu Anxiao."
"Stop calling my name. I came to find you, and you didn't give me a good look. In short, I can't be bothered to guess your intentions anymore. Go play by yourself!" Mu Anxiao turned around.
Immediately, Hei Feng realized his mistake and said anxiously, "Why did you let those demon souls reincarnate? They were all going to kill you."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao tilted her head, "I've thought about it, and I have problems with many things. In the past, I cared too much about the mission and ignored their opinions of me. Now, I want to be sincere."
"Being sincere means letting them reincarnate?"
"Yes, if I remember correctly, some demon souls could reincarnate the day they were released by the vine spirit, so I..."
"They ran away, and they should have lost those opportunities."
Mu Anxiao turned around, "They saved people."
"Saved..." Hei Feng uttered a word, hesitated, "Alright, take me to see them."
"Okay, you notify the Yin Messenger first."
"I also..."
"You are a spirit."
"You..." Hei Feng was speechless, turned sideways, clapped his hand on the back of his hand, and then a black light shot out from the back of his hand. Immediately after, he mumbled a few words to the black light, and the black light disappeared.
Mu Anxiao looked at Hei Feng's strange behavior and asked, "Is this a new spell?"
"Yes, they can find me with that black light. Let's go." Hei Feng turned and walked ahead.
Mu Anxiao: "You're going the wrong way."
Hearing this, Hei Feng was stunned, turned back to look at Mu Anxiao, trying to hide his embarrassment, "You should know to lead the way yourself."
"..." Mu Anxiao glared at Hei Feng and turned to walk ahead.
Hei Feng sighed and followed Mu Anxiao.
On Feng Qishi's side.
Lin Yan lay on a wooden board, covered with a white cloth.
Feng Qishi still stood beside Lin Yan, his face covered in blood, looking at the people busy with Lin Yan, "..." Then he looked down at Lin Yan's cleaned face, "This is what you deserve."
On the other side.
Piao stared at Feng Qishi's side and became confused, "Strange, where is Lin Yan?" He looked around, trying to find Lin Yan's soul.
Gu Xiao stood beside Piao and said, "He cannot meet Feng Qishi."
"Why?" Piao asked.
Gu Xiao: "Because of Gui Xiao's curse."
"Curse?"