"The dog-headed demon will recognize you at a glance, you mustn't go," Feng Qishi stopped him.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi and asked, "Then will you go?"
"I think this matter needs to be planned for the long term," Feng Qishi said.
"Planned for the long term, your head! If we keep planning, you guys..."
Before he could finish, the Soul Spirit suddenly phased through the wall of the cultivation sect and said, "Things are not that simple."
"What do you mean?" Feng Qishi looked at the Soul Spirit and asked.
The Soul Spirit turned and pointed to the cultivation sect, saying, "What I mean is, those rabbit spirits have a conspiracy. If you act rashly now, it will be disadvantageous for you."
"You're right," Feng Qishi said, glancing at Mu Anxiao and the others, "Alright, let's go."
"Fine," Mu Anxiao conceded.
The Soul Spirit looked up at their increasingly calm faces and asked, "Aren't you nervous?"
"We're listening to you, why should we be nervous?" Mu Anxiao said, walking back with Feng Qishi.
Soon, they returned to the inn. The proprietress, seeing them back, hurried forward to ask, "How was it?"
"Just like that," Mu Anxiao replied perfunctorily.
The proprietress looked at Feng Qishi and asked, "How was it?"
"It might not be appropriate for you to concern yourself with us like this," Feng Qishi said.
Upon hearing this, the proprietress swallowed and glanced at Shi Yi, asking, "How is it?"
"It's not a big deal anymore," Shi Yi said, stepping forward to sit at the table.
The rest of them headed upstairs.
Back in the room, Mu Anxiao felt both a sense of direction and a lack thereof regarding the matter, and his heart became agitated.
The man in green gently took Hong Yan from his embrace and placed her on the table, saying, "Hong Yan, are you sure you didn't mishear?"
"No," Hong Yan said firmly.
The man in green sighed and sat on a chair.
Feng Qishi closed the door properly and walked behind Mu Anxiao, saying, "Do you truly have no clue about this matter?"
"What clue would I have? Anyway," Mu Anxiao clicked his tongue, "I just feel this whole thing is quite messy."
"Messy, that proves you don't believe her," the man in green said directly, pointing at Hong Yan.
Hong Yan heard this and directly fixed her gaze on Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao gave Hong Yan an awkward smile, "I don't think the rabbit spirits would have that much nerve, would they?"
Hong Yan remained silent.
Feng Qishi looked down at Hong Yan, thinking about the Soul Spirit's appearance, and frowned. He turned his head towards the corner of the wall and said, "Come out!"
Immediately, the Soul Spirit appeared before them with a playful smile.
Feng Qishi asked, "When did you go to the cultivation sect?"
"I've been trapped there for a long time," the Soul Spirit said.
"Trapped for a long time?" Feng Qishi was startled. He took a step towards the corner and looked at the Soul Spirit's face, asking, "Aren't you the one who was with Hei Feng?"
"Big brother, their hair colors are different," Mu Anxiao said helplessly.
Feng Qishi turned to glance at Mu Anxiao, then looked back down at the Soul Spirit and asked, "Then how did you get out?"
"As long as a celestial being brings me out, I can come out. I've been waiting for you," the Soul Spirit pouted and stepped forward, grabbing Feng Qishi's hand, "for a long time."
"Besides us, no other celestials have gone in?" Feng Qishi asked, surprised.
The Soul Spirit shook his head.
Feng Qishi reached out and patted the Soul Spirit's shoulder, "Then you truly suffered."
"It's okay, as long as I can get out, I can tell you their conspiracy," the Soul Spirit said, choking up.
"Why didn't you say anything when you were there just now?" the man in green asked.
Hong Yan lay quietly on the table, looking at the Soul Spirit with a shudder.
"It wasn't safe there just now, there might have been rabbit spirits eavesdropping. Here..."
"It's not safe here either," Mu Anxiao suddenly said.
Hong Yan quickly said, "I'm not with them."
"I didn't say you," Mu Anxiao said, looking down.
Hong Yan lowered her head.
"Then who are you referring to?" Feng Qishi asked.
"The Rabbit Queen could capture Hong Yan, what else can she do? Perhaps," Mu Anxiao scanned the surroundings, finally focusing his gaze on the window, "she's eavesdropping outside."
"The way you talk is really scary," the man in green said, looking up at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao shrugged his shoulders, "It's better to be careful when speaking here."
"That's simple enough," the man in green said. He waved his arm in a circle, and dark green celestial light protected the room.
Outside the door, Shi Yi, who was about to knock, was hit by the dark green celestial light and quickly withdrew his hand from the door panel. "The celestial energy is so strong." He looked at his hand, and the sound from inside was completely inaudible.
Mu Anxiao looked around and asked, "Why didn't you do this earlier?"
"Just thought of it," the man in green said, looking down at Hong Yan, "Are you feeling any better?"
"You only set up a celestial barrier, and you're asking if she's better? Are you sick?" Mu Anxiao said disdainfully.
"I like to talk for the sake of talking, what's it to you?" the man in green replied, mirroring Mu Anxiao's expression.
Mu Anxiao glared fiercely at the man in green and then looked at the Soul Spirit, "Tell us everything you know."
"Okay," the Soul Spirit nodded and said, "As far as I know, the rabbit spirits hate humans to the core."
"We all know that," the man in green said.
At the same time, Feng Qishi cast a sidelong glance at the man in green, then looked at the interrupted Soul Spirit, "Continue, no one will bother you."
"Mmm," the Soul Spirit nodded and continued, "So, under the leadership of a demon, they cultivated demonic arts."
"A demon?" Mu Anxiao frowned, "Then, according to this, they shouldn't have become demons, right?"
"Not a demon, not a demon," the Soul Spirit chuckled.
"Then what is it?" Mu Anxiao asked.
Hearing Mu Anxiao's interruption, the man in green deliberately said, "Can you let people finish speaking before you talk? The way you are is very impolite."
"Only you are polite," Mu Anxiao said, giving the man in green a sidelong glance.
Hong Yan glanced at the man in green's smirking face and let out a light laugh.
The man in green looked down at Hong Yan and whispered, "She's a veritable she-devil," as he reached out to stroke Hong Yan's head.
Hong Yan lowered her head.
Regarding Mu Anxiao's question, the Soul Spirit thought for a moment and said, "I don't know what that is, but I can't think of anyone besides a powerful great demon who could help them?"
"Cultivators?" Mu Anxiao guessed.
"Cultivators..." Feng Qishi repeated, thinking for a moment, "That's not impossible."
"Then could it be someone from their own ranks?" Mu Anxiao asked again.
"Internal personnel, what do you mean?" the man in green asked, puzzled.
Mu Anxiao glanced at the man in green and said, "Disciples."
"I don't think it's possible," the Soul Spirit suddenly said.