Ouyang Ye expected Yin Ye to feel honored after hearing his words, even believing herself remarkable for managing to subdue Mu Anxiao.
Who would have thought she would react this way?
"What do you mean, 'that's fine'?" he retorted.
Yin Ye trembled upon hearing Ouyang Ye's indifferent tone. "You are a demon," she said truthfully, "and if she follows you, it would bring me no benefit."
"Do you want to be captured by her so badly?"
In Ouyang Ye's impression, anyone who encountered Mu Anxiao's demonic soul either sought to defeat her or keep their distance. A soul like Yin Ye's, who not only depended on Mu Anxiao but also sided with her, was something he had only heard of, never truly encountered.
Now, he was truly broadening his horizons.
"You don't need to worry about it," Yin Ye said unceremoniously, firmly hiding behind Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao crossed her arms. "You don't even like me, yet you keep saying I'm yours. Don't you find yourself ridiculous?"
"Are you implying that if I said I liked you, then I would be allowed to speak like this?" Ouyang Ye asked deliberately.
Mu Anxiao was not stumped by Ouyang Ye's question. Instead, she maintained a nonchalant expression. "What you need is fleeting romance. You would certainly not like me. Furthermore, if I recall correctly, your emotional root was severed by your master long ago, wasn't it?"
"He is not my master," Ouyang Ye said suddenly, angered.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao feigned fear, pursing her lips. "Oh, I forgot. You are a demon, and he is an immortal. How could you compare yourself to an immortal?"
Yin Ye, listening to Mu Anxiao's sarcastic tone, whispered, "Don't provoke him."
"..." Mu Anxiao glanced at Yin Ye, remaining silent.
Ouyang Ye clenched his fist. "Do you think saying this will make me give up?" he scoffed. "How naive."
Mu Anxiao sneered. "It seems you are quite determined."
"Your emotional root is still intact, isn't it?"
"..." Mu Anxiao glared at Ouyang Ye. Then, a loud crash echoed, and she stiffened, quickly turning to see You Xian fall to the ground. "Not good," she muttered, quickly passing Yin Ye and running over.
Seeing Mu Anxiao go, Ouyang Ye smiled inexplicably.
Unexpectedly, Yin Ye caught his smile. "What are you smiling at?"
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Ye lowered his head to look at Yin Ye. "What I'm smiling at is none of your concern." With that, he strode in the direction Mu Anxiao had gone.
Yin Ye was intimidated by Ouyang Ye's indifferent attitude and dared not move.
Over there.
The three evil spirits stood before You Xian. You Xian, in pain, struggled to support herself, her mouth smeared with blood as she looked at the three malevolent spirits watching her intently. "I will kill you," she declared, picking up the short knife that had fallen beside her, but unable to lift her arm.
The first evil spirit looked at the overconfident You Xian with a cold expression. "You are that demon's subordinate, so you are my enemy."
"Yes," the third evil spirit agreed. "You are our enemy, and you should die." As he spoke, he directed his palm towards You Xian.
You Xian had already experienced the abilities of these three evil spirits. Now, seeing the third evil spirit's action, she became afraid. "Let me go, please."
The fifth evil spirit said coldly, "Weren't you quite arrogant? Didn't you say you could kill us all? Weren't you very powerful? After all this time, this is all you've got." He clenched his fist.
Subsequently, the third evil spirit glanced at the fifth evil spirit and said indifferently, "There's no need to talk to someone who is about to die. Her soul must have a unique flavor." A dark green halo appeared in his palm as his lips curved into a smile.
You Xian looked at the three heartless evil spirits before her. Especially after carefully observing their synchronized actions and their merciless blows, she was truly terrified.
The next second, she closed her eyes, and just as she was about to welcome death, Mu Anxiao bypassed the evil spirits and rushed to the third evil spirit's side, saying, "Wait." She grabbed the third evil spirit's arm as he was about to cast his spell.
The third evil spirit started and turned to look at Mu Anxiao. "What do you want?"
The first evil spirit added, "Indeed, what do you want? You agreed to this. Are you going back on your word now?"
Mu Anxiao, while holding the third evil spirit's arm, glanced at the closed-eyed You Xian and said, "I have."
"You..." The third evil spirit, having witnessed Mu Anxiao's abilities, dared not argue excessively with her. "Think carefully. She stabbed you in the back. Not only that, she is that demon's subordinate. She cannot be trusted."
"I know."
"And you still do this?" the third evil spirit asked, astonished.
The first evil spirit dared not offend Mu Anxiao, so he remained silent.
The fifth evil spirit, being bolder than the other two, also fell silent.
Mu Anxiao said, "I'll give you a chance to live. Cooperate with me, how about this deal?" She hadn't figured out a plan yet, but she believed a plan would emerge. More importantly, she believed she could fulfill her promise to them, so she voiced this idea.
The third evil spirit frowned. "We are evil spirits. We no longer have a chance."
"Capture the demon that harmed you, and you can," Mu Anxiao believed that Jiu Ye was certainly involved in this matter.
"..." The third evil spirit hesitated.
The first evil spirit's eyes darkened, and he turned to look at Ouyang Ye, who was approaching. "Benefactor, can her words be trusted?"
Ouyang Ye glanced at the first evil spirit, then at Mu Anxiao. "Since she has said this, then let's trust her."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao was taken aback. She turned to look at Ouyang Ye, who was inexplicably supporting her, and frowned. "..."
Ouyang Ye said, "What are you looking at? If you like me, just say it."
"Who likes you?" Mu Anxiao glared at Ouyang Ye, then turned back to You Xian.
Minutes later.
Mu Anxiao crouched before You Xian and deliberately asked, "Where is your master? Didn't he come to save you?"
You Xian looked weakly at Mu Anxiao, her eyelids blinking slightly. "Just mock me all you want. I know," she said with a bitter smile, "I'm pathetic."
"You've seen reality clearly," Mu Anxiao added.
You Xian lowered her gaze.
Mu Anxiao reached out and touched You Xian's injured arm. "You're covered in wounds, it must hurt a lot."
You Xian pouted.
Mu Anxiao saw this and said with a playful smile, "What, does it hurt?"
"Of course, it hurts. My internal organs are all damaged. I'm about to..." You Xian said, clutching her chest and savoring the taste of blood in her mouth. "I'm about to die." With that, she coughed up some blood.
Mu Anxiao said, "Death. So, you're afraid of dying." As she spoke, she suddenly reached out and took You Xian's hand.
You Xian stiffened and looked up, meeting Mu Anxiao's eyes.