The woman's expression froze, "Of course I know." As she spoke, her gaze still darted away.
Mu Anxiao calmly observed the woman's eyes and deliberately said, "Alright then, tell me, what does it mean?" As she spoke, she gently tapped her shoulder with two fingers, attempting to use spiritual energy to alleviate the pain.
The woman: "It's... it's..." She didn't know how to continue?
Mu Anxiao looked at the woman's guilty expression and sneered, "You don't know, do you."
"I do," the woman said, forcing herself, glancing towards the silver light. "It means, they are useless."
"..." Mu Anxiao chuckled.
The woman frowned, "What are you laughing at?"
Mu Anxiao looked down at the woman's hand tightly gripping her arm and said, "I'm laughing at your nonsense. Do you want to hear me speak?" She raised her eyes to meet the woman's.
The woman's eyes flickered, "You're so verbose. I don't want to hear you."
"Are you sure," Mu Anxiao was accustomed to being called verbose by mortals, so she appeared calm.
The woman: "I just don't want to hear you. I'm waiting for them to come out, and then I'll kill them." Her eyes were determined.
At this moment, Mu Anxiao couldn't understand this woman. In other words, she suddenly realized... she wasn't dealing with a normal person, but someone mentally unstable.
If something like this happened to anyone else, no matter who it was, they would definitely leave upon hearing her say this.
But this woman not only didn't leave, but she was also dragging her into trouble.
Thinking of this, Mu Anxiao felt both helpless and angry. "Don't worry, they won't dare to harm me."
"Better if they don't dare," the woman tightened her grip on Mu Anxiao's arm, gazing at the crack in the silver light ahead, her heart filled with excitement. "This way, you can serve as a perfect shield."
"Are you going to keep pulling me like this?" Mu Anxiao calmly retorted.
The woman's lips curved upward. She glanced at Mu Anxiao and said, "Precisely. Just consider it accompanying them to the grave."
"You..." Mu Anxiao wanted to say more but stopped. She hadn't expected the woman's heart to be so ruthless. Looking at her profile, Mu Anxiao found it hard to believe, but the reality was that she was already being held captive.
"Scared, aren't you?" The woman smiled and turned to meet Mu Anxiao's eyes.
Mu Anxiao looked at the woman's sun-like smile, her eyes darkening, "What have you been through?"
A person isn't born evil and vicious. The woman before her was no exception. From their brief, pointless conversation, Mu Anxiao could tell she was definitely someone with a story.
At this moment, Mu Anxiao decided to have a heart-to-heart with her, to make her truly understand... how dangerous the place she was in truly was!
As Mu Anxiao had expected, the woman's face darkened the instant she heard the question.
Mu Anxiao: "What, can't you say? Or dare not say?" She provoked deliberately.
The woman narrowed her eyes, "You're a dying demon, yet you talk so much. Enough." As she spoke, she tightened her grip on Mu Anxiao's arm.
Mu Anxiao smiled, "I am talkative, and I speak nonsense. But," she said, "I want to say that since you don't value my life, I can, in turn, before I die, have you fulfill one wish. That's not too much to ask, is it?"
"What do you think?" the woman asked back.
Mu Anxiao smiled faintly, "I don't think it's too much."
"Wishes are made for people, not for demons. You are not worthy," the woman said, turning back to look at the silver light.
Mu Anxiao continued to stare at the woman's profile and smiled faintly, "Then, can you tell me your name?"
"What's my name, what does it have to do with you?" the woman asked without even looking at Mu Anxiao.
"You're harming me, and you won't even let me know your name. You're making me..." Before she could finish, the silver light shattered.
Hearing the sound of shattering, Mu Anxiao swallowed the rest of her words and turned to look at the approaching specters that seemed to be hatching from eggs. Her eyes darkened, and she looked at the smiling woman, saying, "Are you sure you're not leaving?"
The woman smiled, "Not leaving." As she spoke, she looked at Mu Anxiao with great excitement, then pulled Mu Anxiao towards the group of specters.
The first specter, upon recognizing the woman's true appearance, chuckled, "Useless thing."
Hearing this, the woman's face chilled, "What did he call me?" she looked at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao didn't want to discourage her, but since she asked, she had to answer. Helplessly, Mu Anxiao raised her hand and touched her forehead, saying, "He called you a useless thing."
"....." Upon hearing this, the woman's eyes widened, and she turned to glare at the first specter, "You're the useless one."
"Food has no right to speak to me," the first specter said, extending its hand.
Immediately, white lights whizzed out from the fingertips of the first specter.
Mu Anxiao watched the white lights flying towards the woman and shouted, "Dodge!" As she spoke, she began to struggle free from the woman's grip.
Conversely, the woman showed no intention of retreating. She stared blankly at the white light, a smile on her lips, and immediately raised her short dagger, beginning to swing it in front of her.
Seeing this, and recalling that the short dagger had lost its celestial energy when it had been used to hack at the silver light, Mu Anxiao quickly shouted, "Hurry and dodge! Your short dagger is ineffective."
"Nonsense," the woman glared at Mu Anxiao, then released her arm from Mu Anxiao's grip and vigorously swung her short dagger.
The other specters stood behind the first specter, ready to watch the show.
The first specter, seeing the woman's laborious efforts to swing the short dagger, grinned and deliberately halted the white light before the woman's dagger, saying, "Idiot."
"You're cursing me," the woman shouted, raising her short dagger and slashing towards the white light.
Immediately, the first specter let out a cold laugh and retracted its hand. The white light quickly wrapped around the dagger's blade. The woman, holding the hilt with both hands, exerted all her strength to control the dagger and prevent it from being taken.
Mu Anxiao watched the woman's constantly shifting feet and leaning body, anxiously shouting, "Let go!"
"No," the woman gritted her teeth, gripping the hilt, too occupied to look at Mu Anxiao. "My father said... this is a divine blade, it can definitely defeat... specters." As she spoke, she moved into a bow stance, one foot forward, one foot back, continuing to resist the white light.
Mu Anxiao looked at the woman's persistent determination and couldn't help but recall her own past struggles against demon souls.
At that time, she was also overestimating herself, stubbornly fighting against demon souls, and almost got herself killed. If Hei Feng hadn't intervened to save her, she would have been finished.
Thinking of this, she frowned, quickly picked up the dagger at her waist, stepped forward, and swung it directly at the white light.
Instantly, the white light broke and flew back. The woman staggered back several steps, falling onto the ground with a backward lurch.
Mu Anxiao glanced at the woman lying on the ground, quickly stepped forward, and despite the pain in her back, positioned herself in front of the woman.