Chapter 835 A Bottle of Immortal Blood

Mu Anxiao interrupted, "I am an immortal. Twenty years ago, I captured the demon that guarded your village. I cast her into hell."

She feared she wouldn't have another chance to speak, so she had to say it, had to make these people see the true nature of the cultivation sect, make them understand... that people of the cultivation sect only used others, and nothing else... they were capable of nothing else.

"So the rat demon was real?" Mo Bi exclaimed in shock.

Mu Anxiao looked at Mo Bi and nodded.

"Stop talking," Ma Yuan roared, striding to stand in front of Mu Anxiao.

Mu Anxiao calmly gazed at Ma Yuan's face, narrowing her eyes.

Ma Yuan subtly shook his head.

Mu Anxiao knew Ma Yuan was warning her not to cause trouble at this moment, but she couldn't listen to him. As a nobody, even if she managed to survive, it would be meaningless.

Now, her first priority was to completely repay the debt of gratitude she owed Shen Yan. Secondly, she wanted the woman to know that she hadn't been deceiving her. Thirdly, she wanted these villagers to see the true faces of the cultivators and not continue their foolish actions.

"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do," Mu Anxiao said, scanning the surroundings.

Everything that the cultivation sect had done turned to dust with Mu Anxiao's words. The foremost white-robed man clenched his fists, glanced left and right at the villagers pointing and whispering, and said, "Junior brothers, go and capture them all."

"Yes."

After the disciples responded one by one, they rushed towards the villagers in different directions.

Mu Anxiao never expected these cultivation sect disciples to attack the villagers.

Immediately, she shouted, "You are not allowed to touch them."

However, the moment Mu Anxiao's voice rang out, panic, surprise, and fear flashed across the villagers' faces.

The Mo family trio, in particular, displayed a wealth of expressions and spoke volubly.

Mo Bi exclaimed, "She is a deity."

Mo Chu said, "I'm sorry, brother. I lied to you. She is not the one I love. I was pretending to be foolish."

Mo Bi, already astonished by Mu Anxiao's identity, was further shocked to hear Mo Chu say this, "You mean you've been lying to me all along?"

"If I hadn't done this, they would have captured me again. I hate the Mu Anxiao in the portrait, so I said that," Mo Chu whispered.

After hearing Mo Chu's words, Mo Bi looked at the shouting Mu Anxiao and reflected on his own actions towards her that day. He said, "So, I was wrong."

Mo Chu lowered his head.

Mo Bi blinked slightly and said, "Go."

"Do what?"

"I think you're quite capable. Go help her." Mo Bi wanted to atone.

"But..."

"But what? You seemed quite capable just now; you even scared away that fellow who was with me. You... only you can help her now."

"No."

"Why?"

"Because... it's just an illusion, not capable of fighting, just for scaring people," Mo Chu said in a low voice.

"Then..."

Unexpectedly, just as Mo Bi uttered a word, they were captured.

In the next moment, the villagers were all bound. Mu Anxiao stood facing them, looking at the struggling villagers, then glanced up at the darkening sky. She asked, "What exactly do you want?" She directed her gaze at the foremost white-robed man standing before her.

The foremost white-robed man simply wanted to take something back to claim credit.

Then, he turned his gaze to Mu Anxiao's nervous expression, feeling quite pleased, and said, "Call Feng Qi Shi down. Even a bottle of immortal blood would suffice."

A bottle of immortal blood had cost Shen Yan half her life. Now, he wanted it, and how could Mu Anxiao give it? Clenching her fists, she sneered, "Don't you know about the rabbit demon incident?"

"You mean their departure."

The incident had spread throughout the city, but they didn't know what had truly happened. They only knew that the rabbit demons had vanished overnight.

Mu Anxiao had never revealed the details of this. Now, seeing the arrogant face of the foremost white-robed man and Ma Yuan willing to be a lackey, she said, "They were taken by those below. Feng Qi Shi was severely injured because of it and left this place. I cannot summon him, you..."

"Ten. Every ten counts, I will kill a villager," the foremost white-robed man interrupted.

That year, the people of the cultivation sect were insidious enough. Who would have thought such insidious behavior would be inherited? Hearing the foremost white-robed man's words, Mu Anxiao felt nothing but anger.

"You wouldn't dare," she roared.

"Ten..."

"You shut up."

The foremost white-robed man looked at Mu Anxiao's anxious expression and a curve appeared on his lips, "Nine. Mu Anxiao, hurry up and agree."

At the same time, one of the disciples had already placed a knife at Mo Chu's neck.

"You... shut up," Mu Anxiao yelled.

The foremost white-robed man laughed, "Kill the fool first. A fool's life is worthless. Eight."

A fool's life is worthless; it was indeed something for this cultivator to say.

Then, Mu Anxiao glanced at Mo Chu, and the actions of the Mo family towards her flashed through her mind. She hesitated, wondering if she should save him.

The woman floated beside Mu Anxiao, observing the terrified expressions of the villagers. She said, "Mu Anxiao, you speak."

She had said everything she could. What else could she say? Feng Qi Shi truly couldn't descend now, and even if he could, she wouldn't seek him out because... his life was hard-won.

Various problems assailed her, and Mu Anxiao helplessly lowered her head, contemplating escape.

Over there, the foremost white-robed man said, "Three. Only two more counts. Mu Anxiao, can you truly bear to watch them die? You are truly heartless."

Ma Yuan looked at Mu Anxiao with concern, unsure what to say, but he truly despised the foremost white-robed man's actions. However, considering his own abilities, he dared not speak.

The woman urged anxiously, "Mu Anxiao, quickly say something."

Mu Anxiao was surprised that the woman would urge her for these mortals. She slowly raised her face, looked at the foremost white-robed man, and said, "Fine, I'll try."

"Release," the foremost white-robed man gestured towards Mo Chu.

Mo Chu breathed a sigh of relief.

Ma Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Anxiao, dragging the clanking chains, walked up to the foremost white-robed man and pointed to the villagers, saying, "Release them, and I will help you."

"No release," the foremost white-robed man shook his head slightly.

"Why?" Mu Anxiao frowned.

"Because," the foremost white-robed man reached out and pressed down on Mu Anxiao's head, saying, "I fear you might go back on your word. For safety, I cannot release them. Once I obtain the immortal blood, we will leave."

Mu Anxiao had intended to use a delaying tactic to rescue them first and then handle everything herself. Now that the foremost white-robed man had refused, a surge of anger rose within her.