Mu Anxiao watched the woman’s confused expression and then glanced back at the group of silent evil spirits listening to their conversation. She continued, “You came here without investigating anything clearly.”
“…” The woman lowered her head.
Mu Anxiao: “…” She deliberately remained silent, waiting to see what the woman would say.
Immediately, the first evil spirit closed its eyes and shouted, “In that case, Mu Anxiao, just let us out. Look, she doesn’t even spare you a glance.”
“Right, instead of saving someone like her, why not hand her over to us?”
“We’ve seen plenty of people like her. They’re all reckless and arrogant.”
“Their lives, from the moment they stepped in here, already belong to us.”
“Mu Anxiao, don’t save her. This is human nature.”
Human nature…
Ever since Mu Anxiao embarked on the path of capturing souls, she had rarely interacted with people. Even when she saved them, she never expected anything in return, nor did she seek their gratitude.
But, for some reason? Hearing the evil spirits speak like this now, and then thinking about the woman’s attitude towards her, she suddenly felt angry.
“…” She looked at the evil spirits.
The woman clearly heard the evil spirits’ voices, then raised her head to look at Mu Anxiao and said faintly, “I will not thank you.”
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao turned to look at the woman, who hadn’t yet sensed fear, and asked, “What is your name?”
“Why should I tell you…”
“Tell me your name, and I’ll be able to bury you,” Mu Anxiao interrupted, deciding to make the woman understand the severity of the situation.
However, the woman did not believe she would die. Thus, upon hearing Mu Anxiao’s words, her face chilled, “You’re cursing me.”
“I’m not cursing you. If you oppose them, you will die,” Mu Anxiao said sternly.
The woman’s eyes were firm, “With the divine blade in hand, I fear nothing.”
“Divine blade…” Mu Anxiao repeated, looking at the short knife in the woman’s hand, and sneered, “This is just an ordinary short knife, not a divine blade.”
“Impossible, this was left to me by my father.”
“Your father,” Mu Anxiao sneered, “Is your father still alive?”
“My father is alive and well.”
“Alive and well,” Mu Anxiao nodded, “In that case, you should tell me your name even more, so I can inform your father of your death.”
“That’s enough.” The woman was angered.
Mu Anxiao calmly looked at the woman and said, “I’m not done. Now, I’m giving you one chance: either leave, or tell me your name.”
“I won’t leave, and I won’t tell you my name,” the woman insisted.
Mu Anxiao nodded, glanced at the evil spirits again, and said, “Fine. If that’s the case, I won’t hold back.” After speaking, she looked at the woman again.
“You…” The woman frowned, “What are you going to do?”
“It’s simple. You want to fight them, right? Then first, you have to get past me,” Mu Anxiao said, retracting her silver rope and clapping her hands. “I’ll fight you with my bare hands, without any magic.”
“You… who exactly are you?” the woman asked, looking at Mu Anxiao’s hands in surprise.
“Who I am is not important. You just need to remember that I am the one saving you,” Mu Anxiao said, stepping back and stretching her muscles.
Seeing Mu Anxiao’s posture, the woman let out a cold laugh, raised her short knife, and charged at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao glanced at her light footsteps and thought, she’s a trained fighter. With that in mind, she fixed her gaze, turned, and ran swiftly.
The woman, without showing any fatigue, chased Mu Anxiao while continuously swinging her short knife. Each swing carried a chilling ‘killing intent’.
Mu Anxiao keenly felt the woman’s killing intent, her eyes darted, and she suddenly turned, flying towards the trees.
Unexpectedly, she thought the woman would stop once she flew up. But the woman, with a running start, pushed off a tree with one foot and also flew up.
Thus, the two of them began to shuttle back and forth among the trees.
A few minutes later.
As Mu Anxiao landed, the woman followed and landed behind her, saying, “You lost.”
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao tilted her head. Before she could turn around, the woman stabbed the short knife into Mu Anxiao’s back. Immediately, Mu Anxiao’s body stiffened. She slowly turned her head to look at the woman glaring at her and said, “You actually did it.”
The woman: “It’s not bad practicing with you,” she said, a smirk forming on her lips as she looked towards the silver light. “You talk a big game, but in the end, this is all you’ve got.”
“You’re going to harm yourself if you continue like this,” Mu Anxiao blinked her eyelids slightly, keenly feeling the pain in her back, her breathing becoming rapid.
The woman withdrew her gaze and sneered, “You should worry about yourself. I can get in, and I can get out. You don’t need to concern yourself with me.” With that, she pulled the short knife from Mu Anxiao’s back.
Blood then gushed out. Mu Anxiao leaned forward, her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground.
The woman snorted, stepped forward, and circled around to face Mu Anxiao. She lowered her head and said, “Hurry up and undo that demonic art, or I’ll kill you.” She knelt on one knee.
Mu Anxiao propped herself up with one hand, looked up at the arrogant woman, and said, “Your killing intent is exactly what they like.”
“Stop the nonsense,” the woman reached out and pressed Mu Anxiao’s shoulder. “Quickly get rid of this thing for me. My hands are already itching.”
“Little girl, you’re not that old, are you?” Mu Anxiao endured the pain and met the woman’s eyes.
“What’s it to you?” the woman widened her eyes.
Mu Anxiao chuckled, “If you hadn’t come here, it would have been none of my business. But since you’re here, I…” She cleared her throat, raised her hand, and pushed away the hand the woman had placed on her shoulder, continuing, “I have the right to manage you.” After speaking, she stood up.
Immediately, the woman looked up at Mu Anxiao and said with a cold laugh, “You’re truly overestimating yourself.”
Mu Anxiao closed her eyes, then pointed two fingers forcefully at her own chest and said, “I am indeed overestimating myself. This time, I won’t be holding back. I’ll treat you as you treat me.” As she spoke, a fighting spirit ignited in her eyes.
“You lost to me the first time, so the second time,” the woman stood up, “you’ll lose even more miserably.”
Mu Anxiao stepped back, “Then let’s see who loses and who wins.” Saying this, she naturally assumed a stance.
The woman laughed, “If that’s the case, then I’ll get serious too.” With that, her expression changed, and she raised the blood-stained short knife, swinging it at Mu Anxiao.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao quickly pulled down the dagger hanging from her waist and met her.
The next moment, Mu Anxiao gripped the dagger tightly. Disregarding the tearing of her wound, she moved backward and forward, fighting the woman evenly.