The dagger, intimidated by the distance between Mu Anxiao and Feng Qishi, dared not speak.
The Soul Sword felt as if it was pressed against Mu Anxiao's back, signaling her not to move.
This pressure from the Soul Sword also deterred Mu Anxiao, and she remained in her current posture, maintaining the distance with Feng Qishi.
Meanwhile, at the Soul Sword's urging, none of the monsters dared to step forward, only daring to howl in place.
Yatou crouched beneath the table, trembling all over, tightly covering her ears.
In the Heavenly Realm, all the Immortals looked at the actions of Mu Anxiao and Feng Qishi on the screen with astonishment, frozen.
Immediately, Zhang Yan blinked, turned around in a hurry, and blocked in front of the Immortals, saying, "What's there to see? Don't look, just don't look." As he spoke, he couldn't help but reconfirm if he had misread.
The old gentleman sighed, about to cast a spell to make the image disappear, when Shi Yi's crying voice came through. Upon hearing it, the old gentleman put down his hand, looked towards Shi Yi, who was standing in front of Zhang Yan, and asked, "Why are you crying?"
Shi Yi, while crying, said, "The two of them actually..." He pushed Zhang Yan away, looked down at Mu Anxiao and Feng Qishi, controlled in place by the Soul Sword within the clouds, and began to wail.
Zhang Yan: "..." He looked speechlessly at Shi Yi, whose reaction was several times more exaggerated than his own, and sighed.
The old gentleman did not feel his disciple was being embarrassing. Instead, he said earnestly, "How are they is none of your business. I advise you to forget about... Mu Anxiao." He glanced at Zhang Yan.
"Master... she is the destined maiden I was searching for. You..."
"Mu Anxiao will not like you. She and your senior brother are a pair. You... give up."
The old gentleman did not want to say this, but seeing the situation, he believed that since the deed was done, if he didn't clarify now, Mu Anxiao's reputation would be ruined.
In any case, they had already been through so much. He thought it wouldn't hurt to say something. This way, it would also let the Immortals in the Heavenly Realm know about this matter, avoiding unnecessary misunderstandings in the future.
"What did you say?" Zhang Yan had never considered marrying Mu Anxiao to any god. For the old gentleman to say this now was truly unacceptable to him.
"From now on, we are also related by marriage."
"Related by marriage?" Zhang Yan sneered, "Old man, what are you thinking? My disciple is meant to eliminate evil and protect the mortal world. She cannot have any worldly desires. Your words are inappropriate."
"They kissed," the old gentleman pointed at the screen.
"So what?" Zhang Yan couldn't bear to look, his attitude resolute. "In this day and age, a kiss is nothing. Besides, this isn't a kiss; it's artificial respiration."
"..." The old gentleman was speechless.
Zhang Yan: "In short, my disciple will not have any relationship with your disciple. And you," he looked at Shi Yi, "stop thinking about my disciple. My disciple will not get married."
"..." Shi Yi pouted.
Shen Xian said, "It was the Soul Sword that forced Mu Anxiao to do this." He did not look at the screen.
Upon hearing this, all the Immortals and the old gentleman turned their gazes towards Shen Xian's face.
Being stared at by them made Shen Xian quite awkward. "Why are you all looking at me? I am also..." He thought of his past with Gu An, his eyes darkening, "experienced."
The old gentleman: "Disciple, you mean... they can't be together?"
From Shen Yan's reincarnation to Feng Qishi's return, the old gentleman had been constantly thinking of bringing Feng Qishi and Mu Anxiao together. Therefore, to allow them to cultivate feelings, he set aside his pride and fulfilled all of Feng Qishi's requests.
Initially, he thought they were about to succeed, but unexpectedly... Shen Xian saw through it so clearly.
It seemed he had lost confidence in his own judgment.
"..." Shen Xian's heart sank. Thinking of the relationship between Feng Qishi and Mu Anxiao, he said faintly, "I don't know, but I don't think their relationship could develop so quickly." As he spoke, he averted his gaze.
The old gentleman was speechless.
Zhang Yan: "My disciple cannot have feelings. My disciple is my disciple."
The Immortals glanced at Zhang Yan, each one quieter than the last.
After hearing Shen Xian's words, Shi Yi said firmly, "I just like Mu Anxiao. Master, I can listen to you about anything, except this." His eyes were determined. "It's impossible."
The old gentleman: "..." He made the image disappear.
Zhang Yan glanced at Shi Yi, thinking, "You? My disciple wouldn't like you."
Shen Xian sighed and looked at the suddenly vanished image, startled.
Seeing this, the Immortals all showed disappointed expressions.
Zhang Yan glared at the old gentleman and left.
Back to the mortal realm.
The Soul Sword flew away. Relieved, Mu Anxiao quickly moved her mouth away, stepped back half a stagger, wiped her mouth with her hand, and asked, "Shen the madman, how do you feel?" Looking at Feng Qishi's appearance, she suspected... whether the demonic energy had been transferred.
Feng Qishi's mind was blank. He looked down at Mu Anxiao, not answering the question at all, and instead smiled foolishly.
Mu Anxiao was startled by this, "You've gone silly?"
Feng Qishi continued to smile foolishly.
Suddenly, the Soul Sword floated to Mu Anxiao's side, then gently nudged Mu Anxiao's hand with its hilt, meaning, look at me.
Mu Anxiao understood the Soul Sword's intention again, temporarily shifting her gaze from Feng Qishi's face. She looked down at the Soul Sword and asked, "I don't feel anything? Are you playing with me?"
The Soul Sword swayed, meaning, it's not like that.
"You damned Soul Sword, you're really playing me."
Earlier, the Soul Sword had told Mu Anxiao to transfer demonic energy to Feng Qishi mouth-to-mouth, which would save her a lot of spiritual energy. Therefore, in order to fight alongside Feng Qishi and conserve spiritual energy, she had put aside all dignity and chosen to take the initiative.
Now, it turned out... the Soul Sword was telling her this method was useless.
It seemed Mu Anxiao was getting angry.
The Soul Sword moved up and down, then pushed Mu Anxiao's hand with its hilt again, meaning, hold me.
Mu Anxiao frowned, "You lied to me, and you still have the nerve to ask me to hold you? Soul Sword, I really see through you."
The Soul Sword moved again, meaning, it was not intentional.
"..." Mu Anxiao finally understood the Soul Sword's meaning and snorted coldly, "I don't forgive you."
The Soul Sword emitted a blue light.
Mu Anxiao frowned, "No, why is it only this way that you can believe me and accept him? Can't you find another way? Doing this, where does my dignity go?" As she spoke, she unintentionally looked at Feng Qishi, and her heart suddenly began to beat faster. Immediately, to control her sudden surge of emotion, she reached out and grasped the Soul Sword.
Then, as the Soul Sword emitted blue light, it took Mu Anxiao a step forward, meaning, give it to him.
Mu Anxiao understood the Soul Sword's meaning, and without looking up, handed the Soul Sword to Feng Qishi.
Then, Feng Qishi asked, "You're giving it to me?"
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