Mu Anxiao lowered her head, and after the last wave of dizziness passed, she turned to look at Shujia. "I was ambushed," she said, then patted her own head twice.
Mu Miyan looked at Mu Anxiao with concern and asked, "Master, did you really forget me?" As she spoke, she reached out and gently touched Mu Anxiao's shoulder.
Mu Anxiao replied, "No, my vision was just blurry, I didn't see you clearly." She then suddenly remembered that Shujia had mentioned sending Mu Miyan to a dilapidated temple, and now they were appearing here, which made her feel confused. "By the way, why are you two here?"
Shujia stopped in front of Mu Anxiao, handing her long sword over, and said, "We just went to the dilapidated temple. It was full of beggars, so I brought her with me." He glanced at Mu Miyan as he spoke.
Mu Miyan then explained, "We looked for you in the city for a long time. Then we heard some people say you were a harbinger of bad luck, and that they had driven you out, and then..." She continued, "We decided to leave the city to find you. Who knew that just as we reached the city gate, we were stopped by some people. In the end, Shujia took me through the underground passage, and when we came up, we saw you."
Listening to Mu Miyan and Shujia's explanations, Mu Anxiao thought about what had happened not long ago. Her eyes darkened, and she casually took the long sword Shujia handed her, remaining silent.
Shujia looked at Mu Anxiao's strange behavior and then at her dusty clothes, asking, "Mu Anxiao, who exactly offended those people? Didn't everything get resolved?"
"..." Mu Anxiao sighed, sheathing her sword, and retorted, "Do you know about evil spirits?" As she asked, she shifted her gaze to Shujia's face.
Shujia then repeated the words "evil spirits" a few times and said, "It seems they are formed from demonic souls, but," he frowned, "these kinds of evil spirits are rare. They are as rare as... demonic apparitions, and difficult to cultivate."
"Have you seen them?" Mu Anxiao asked again.
Shujia laughed, "How could I have seen evil spirits?"
"You haven't seen them?"
"Of course not. Speaking of which," Shujia said, pointing at Mu Anxiao, "you must have seen them often, as they are all evolved from demonic souls."
"..." Mu Anxiao felt inferior upon hearing Shujia's words.
Seeing Mu Anxiao suddenly fall silent and her hand repeatedly patting her head, Shujia asked, "Headache?"
Mu Anxiao nodded.
"It's caused by the fragrance," Shujia said, tapping Mu Anxiao's forehead lightly with two fingers.
The next second, a warm current flowed from Shujia's fingertips into Mu Anxiao's skin. Driven by the warm current, Mu Anxiao became much clearer, and the pain disappeared.
"Feeling better?" Shujia asked, lowering his hand.
Mu Anxiao held her forehead and nodded, "Much better." She instantly felt much more energetic.
Mu Miyan smiled when she saw Mu Anxiao recover, "That's great, you're alright now."
Mu Anxiao said, "I was fine all along." She then glanced at Mu Miyan, and shifted her gaze to Shujia, "How did you know about the fragrance?"
"I smelled it," Shujia replied indifferently.
"Smelled?" Mu Anxiao uttered the word and looked at Mu Miyan, asking, "Disciple, did you smell the fragrance?"
"No," Mu Miyan replied honestly.
Then, Mu Anxiao looked at Shujia again, "She didn't smell it, how did you smell it?"
Hearing Mu Anxiao's questioning tone, Shujia smiled helplessly, "You suspect me?"
"No, I... I was just asking," Mu Anxiao said, her eyes filled with distrust towards Shujia. Even her gaze towards Mu Miyan was not as friendly as a moment ago.
"Mu Anxiao, you're quite wary," Shujia saw through Mu Anxiao's thoughts at a glance, a smirk playing on his lips. "It seems you've been quite stimulated."
"You're the one who's... stimulated. Tell me, how did you know about the fragrance, or perhaps," Mu Anxiao immediately looked at Mu Miyan again, "you're faking it."
Mu Miyan never expected Mu Anxiao to suspect her. Seeing her like this, Mu Miyan's face showed a look of grievance. "Master, I am Mu Miyan, your disciple. What's wrong with you?"
Mu Anxiao shook her head slightly and took half a step back. "Are you real or fake?" she asked, and suddenly, Mu Miyan and Shujia before her changed their appearance.
"Master..."
"Don't come closer." Mu Anxiao interrupted. In her eyes, Mu Miyan had turned into Zhao Meier.
Mu Miyan was completely bewildered and dared not step forward. She turned to look at Shujia, who was observing Mu Anxiao, and asked, "What's wrong with her? Wasn't she normal a moment ago?"
"I haven't fully neutralized the toxic component in the fragrance yet. So, under its influence, she alternates between normal and abnormal," Shujia sighed. "We'll have to wait until she stabilizes."
"What do we do? Didn't you just treat her?" Mu Miyan, not having heard Shujia's words at all, became anxious.
Conversely, Mu Anxiao retreated a few steps, stopping in place. Then, images of Zhao Meier and Jiong Ye flashed through her mind, and their words began to echo in her head.
Immediately after, she narrowed her eyes, looked down at the stone on the ground that was gradually transforming into Feng Qishi, and shouted.
Hearing the sound, Mu Miyan was startled and looked at Mu Anxiao, who was covering her ears and shouting incoherently. "What's wrong with her?" she said, stepping back in fright and turning to look at Shujia.
Shujia sighed, "For her to be a celestial being who knows demon arts, to be controlled by a fragrance like this is truly embarrassing." After saying that, he walked towards Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao continued to cover her ears, looking down at Feng Qishi lying motionlessly on the ground, and cried out, "Shen Fengzi, wake up! You can't die, you can't die." As she spoke, she quickly stepped forward and knelt on the ground.
Shujia looked at Mu Anxiao's frantic state and clicked his tongue. Just as he was about to squat down, a voice came from behind Mu Anxiao, "Don't touch her."
Hearing the voice, Shujia stopped his action and then looked behind Mu Anxiao. It was Ouyang Ye.
"It's you," he said.
Ouyang Ye walked over gracefully, "It's me. She's my person. You get lost."
"This is the fragrance of the underworld. Only I..."
"I can also break it," Ouyang Ye said, stopping behind Mu Anxiao.
Seeing this, Shujia looked down at Mu Anxiao, who had picked up the stone and was crying incessantly, completely lost in madness, and said, "You'd better not be lying."
"..." Ouyang Ye glanced at Shujia and remained silent.
Seeing that Ouyang Ye didn't seem to be lying, Shujia took a few steps back.
The next moment, Ouyang Ye stepped forward and squatted beside Mu Anxiao, saying, "What a fool." As he spoke, he reached out and touched Mu Anxiao's temple.
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