Shaking her numb hand, Mu Anxiao was about to speak when Alun said, "Old man, if you speak, I'll turn you into a mute."
Hearing Alun's forceful tone towards Master, and then seeing Master nod slightly, she inexplicably felt their relationship was more like a married couple.
Though she knew such thoughts were improper.
...
Then, Alun put down her hands, walked to Mu Anxiao, and said, "You really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve."
"Sorry."
"Since you're apologizing to me," Alun sneered and touched her face, "it's truly amazing."
Mu Anxiao looked at Alun's red and swollen cheek, recalling the force Feng Qishi had used just then. She said, "As a token of my apology, you go first this time."
At the same moment, upon hearing Mu Anxiao's thoughts, Feng Qishi anxiously said in his mind, Mu Jianzi, you're crazy.
This time, Mu Anxiao ignored Feng Qishi. Instead, she took a few steps back and said, "Use your folding fan. I won't dodge."
"Then I won't be polite," Alun said. She instantly produced her folding fan, unfolded it, and waved it slightly in front of herself before fiercely swinging it towards Mu Anxiao.
The wind came.
Mu Anxiao stood her ground, watching the distinct green light dots in the wind. She closed her eyes and reminded Feng Qishi, Shen Fengzi, you are not allowed to interfere.
In the woods, the moment Mu Anxiao spoke, Feng Qishi lowered the hand that was about to cast a spell and began to feel Mu Anxiao's fear, clenching his fists.
However, in the second after Mu Anxiao reminded Feng Qishi, the green light dots enveloped her, and her feet instantly lifted off the ground.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's passivity, letting herself be at her mercy, Alun intentionally intensified the demonic technique.
Just then, Mu Anxiao opened her eyes and calmly watched the green light dots swirling around her. She then looked down, and immediately, a series of spells to break this demonic technique appeared in her mind.
However, because the spell wasted too much spiritual energy, she felt a pang of reluctance.
But to save her life, she had no choice but to brace herself, break free from the light dots' restraint, cross her hands in front of her, and focus intently on one of the green lights. Frowning, she forcefully pushed her hands forward. The next second, the closest light dot to her instantly exploded.
Seeing this, Alun's eyes widened. Her left foot was in front, and her right foot uncontrollably retreated backward, firmly gripping the ground. She leaned forward and cast spells fiercely, but none could prevent the light dots from shattering.
Mu Anxiao, hovering in mid-air, effortlessly shattered the green light dots. She then looked at Alun, who was struggling against her, and then at Master's anxious expression. She said, "Alun, the final blow. You can take it." As she spoke, the corners of her lips curled up, her wrists rotated inward, and she attacked fiercely.
Following that, the gathered light dots instantly exploded.
Feng Qishi deeply felt the powerful spell emanating from Mu Anxiao and thought, she knows this move.
Mu Anxiao also sensed Feng Qishi's thoughts and said in her mind, Shen Fengzi, I am simply better than you. Why don't you acknowledge me as your master?
Feng Qishi knew Mu Anxiao would get boastful like this, so he remained silent.
Mu Anxiao didn't care if Feng Qishi replied. She slowly landed, looked at Alun, who had fallen on her back, and said indifferently, "I won."
"It's not over," Alun said, pushing herself up and glaring at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao looked at Alun with pity but couldn't turn her face to look at Master. She said, "If you keep fighting, he will be heartbroken to death." Saying this, she stepped forward and stood in front of Master. "Master, if you want us to continue fighting, blink your eyes."
... Master showed no reaction.
Seeing Master's silence, Mu Anxiao nodded. "I understand." She then looked at Alun again. "Alright, let's fight."
Upon hearing this, Master's eyes widened, and he quickly said, "Don't fight."
"You can speak," Mu Anxiao said, looking at Master.
"Didn't you say to blink if I wanted to continue? I didn't blink," Master said, still unable to move.
Mu Anxiao chuckled. "Alright, I won." She then walked opposite Alun, bent down, and extended her hand.
Alun looked up and glared at Mu Anxiao, saying, "The outcome isn't yet..."
"If I'm not mistaken," Mu Anxiao interrupted, looking down at the broken folding fan beside Alun's hand, "this is your ultimate move, isn't it?"
"You... don't underestimate me," Alun said, pushing Mu Anxiao's hand away with a slap.
Mu Anxiao pursed her lips and smiled. "Are you human?" she asked, then directly picked up the folding fan and examined it. "Alun, you're quite good at hiding yourself. You're not a flower demon after all." She straightened up and took two steps back.
"You..." Alun was startled and quickly stood up, saying, "Mu Anxiao, you've seen through me."
"The owner of this folding fan is a demon. It was that demon who gave you this fan. If I'm not mistaken," Mu Anxiao gently opened the fan, "you are already seriously injured, aren't you?" She gently stroked the holes in the fan.
Then, Alun revealed a pained expression. "You..." she said, clutching her chest, "you really talk nonsense."
"To be honest," Mu Anxiao said, holding the fan and looking at Alun, "is it making things difficult for you?"
"Don't..."
"What would happen if I destroyed this fan?" Mu Anxiao asked, feigning a sinister look.
Seeing this, Alun fell silent.
Mu Anxiao saw Alun's silence and deliberately stroked the surface of the fan. "If you don't speak, then I'll act." As she spoke, she poked her little finger into one of the holes in the fan.
Consequently, Alun frowned, her expression clearly becoming more pained.
"Using your original form as a magic tool, it's clear you're even using your own body," Mu Anxiao said, withdrawing her finger from the hole.
The moment Mu Anxiao pulled her hand away, Alun clearly let out a sigh of relief.
Mu Anxiao: "Admit defeat, and I'll help you heal your wounds."
... Alun looked up at Mu Anxiao. "I won't believe your words."
"You look down on me."
"I do look down on you. You, a thief, having such ability," Alun said with a bitter smile, "I'd believe it if a ghost did."
"Don't say that, even ghosts would believe me," Mu Anxiao said, tilting her chin up.
Alun frowned. "Don't think I don't know. Those demon souls hate you to the bone. You say they believe your words," she sneered, "how ridiculous."
... Mu Anxiao lowered her eyes and smiled. "You actually know quite a lot."