At this moment, Lou Yi began to worry about the safety of the young woman in the green dress. He stepped forward, glancing at the mist exuding a dazzling red light, then lowered his head to look at his own hand, saying, "I'll try. Maybe I can break it in one go." He looked at Feng Qishi as he spoke.
Hearing Lou Yi's words, Feng Qishi immediately retracted his long sword and grabbed Lou Yi's arm, saying, "No."
"But..." Lou Yi stopped mid-sentence. He felt responsible for the situation the young woman in the green dress was in, and said with self-reproach, "If it weren't for me, Senior Sister wouldn't have been deceived. I have the right to save her. Just let me try."
Feng Qishi replied, "This is a trap, and we don't know the situation inside. What if we end up harming them?" As he spoke, his worry for Mu Anxiao grew.
Since just moments ago, Feng Qishi had been talking about a trap, but he hadn't explained what kind of trap it was.
Listening to Feng Qishi now, the woman in the red dress was also bewildered.
So, she asked, "Um, I'd like to ask you a question." She was hesitant to be too direct.
Feng Qishi turned his head to look at the woman in the red dress, "Go ahead."
"What trap are you talking about?" the woman in the red dress asked, afraid of offending Feng Qishi and maintaining a cautious demeanor.
However, Feng Qishi hadn't really thought about what trap the woman had set. He didn't understand why she would deceive Mu Anxiao. His words were merely an intuition.
He had never expected the woman in the red dress to question this. It seemed he didn't know how to respond.
Helplessly, he responded with silence.
Seeing Feng Qishi's sudden silence, the woman in the red dress asked, "Is it Heavenly Secrets?"
"..." Feng Qishi nodded. He felt there was no need for much explanation and thus agreed with the woman in the red dress.
Seeing Feng Qishi nod, the woman in the red dress stopped speaking.
Lou Yi became worried, "Then what should we do? Just stand by idly?"
"Of course not," Feng Qishi said. After thinking for a moment, he produced his long sword again.
Jia exclaimed in surprise, "Didn't you give it to Mu Anxiao?"
"I don't know why, but it appeared," Feng Qishi replied without much reaction.
Hearing Feng Qishi's casual reply and looking at the sword blade with its chipped marks, Jia had a flash of inspiration and said, "I have an idea. You can let it take us inside." He pointed at the long sword.
Feng Qishi frowned and looked down at Jia, "What do you mean?"
"What else could I mean? If it can come out without a trace, it can naturally go in without a trace," Jia said simply, "Just try it." He reached out and grabbed Feng Qishi's belt.
Feng Qishi was taken aback, looking down at his belt, which Jia was holding tightly, and remained silent.
The woman in the pink dress, catching on to Jia's words, excitedly said, "Perhaps this will actually work." As she spoke, she consciously reached out and grabbed Feng Qishi's arm.
Feng Qishi frowned, looked at the woman in the pink dress, and asked, "What are you doing?"
The woman in the pink dress blinked and said, "You take me inside. I want to save my sister."
"I want to go too," Lou Yi said, stepping forward and immediately grabbing Feng Qishi's belt as well.
The woman in the red dress, finding no other way, linked her arm with the woman in the pink dress.
And so, because of Jia's words, they ended up hanging onto Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi looked at their excited expressions with speechless resignation and sighed.
"You can start," Jia said, looking up at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi closed his eyes helplessly and said coldly, "Let go."
"You..."
"I'll try it myself. You wait here for me," Feng Qishi interrupted Lou Yi.
Lou Yi heard this and said in a low voice, "It's safer if we go with you."
"In my eyes, you lot are just dead weight. Am I supposed to fight that demonic soul or protect you?" Feng Qishi asked, looking at each of them again.
Hearing this, they let go.
However, only Jia was still holding onto Feng Qishi's belt.
Immediately, Feng Qishi looked down at Jia and asked, "Why aren't you letting go?"
"I heard that Mu Anxiao is injured. I must go save her," Jia said resolutely.
"What did you say?" Feng Qishi exclaimed in surprise.
Then, as Feng Qishi uttered these words, the long sword broke free from his grasp, floated into the air, and turned its blood-stained side towards Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi saw this and his eyes widened.
Seeing this, the long sword returned to Feng Qishi's palm.
Before this, the long sword had never possessed independent consciousness. Unexpectedly, after being used by Mu Anxiao, it had gained sentience, just like the Soul Sword of the past.
Looking at this scene, Feng Qishi was indeed astonished. However, more than astonishment, he was now more concerned about Mu Anxiao's safety.
"Is she badly injured?" he began to ask the long sword.
The long sword moved slightly, indicating to follow.
Feng Qishi understood the long sword's meaning and asked, "What should I do?"
The long sword rotated slightly, its tip pointing towards the 'Demon Realm'.
"Split it open?" Feng Qishi attempted to interpret the long sword's meaning.
Upon hearing this, the long sword flew up slightly and struck Feng Qishi's palm twice with its hilt. With a gust of wind, Feng Qishi immediately understood the long sword's intention. "I understand," he said, gripping the hilt.
Lou Yi exclaimed in surprise, "You're communicating with a magical artifact." As he spoke, he instinctively led the woman in the red dress and the woman in the pink dress a few steps back.
In contrast, Jia looked at the long sword in Feng Qishi's hand with surprise and said, "Was it awakened by Mu Anxiao's blood... giving it sentience?" He blinked, his hand still holding Feng Qishi's belt.
At the same time, Feng Qishi looked down at Jia and said, "Let go."
Hearing this, Jia snapped back to reality. "Be careful," he said, looking at the long sword, then releasing his grip and stepping back a few paces.
Feng Qishi said nothing, turned back, and began to concentrate his intent, striking the 'Demon Realm' again and again.
In the misty light.
After a long period of silence and observation, the woman began to approach the young woman in the green dress step by step.
Seeing this, the young woman in the green dress quickly retreated to Mu Anxiao's side.
As Mu Anxiao watched the woman approach, her heart sank. She quickly braced herself and stood up.
Seeing Mu Anxiao get up, the young woman in the green dress was startled and quickly reached out to support Mu Anxiao's arm.
The woman stopped her approach, looking at the blood at the corner of Mu Anxiao's mouth, then at her hand covering her stomach, and smiled, "You still want to continue?"
"Yes. Now I understand your scheme," Mu Anxiao said, taking a breath and placing her hand over the young woman in the green dress's hand, "Hide behind me."
"I'll protect you," the young woman in the green dress said with determination in her eyes.
"No, you're injured," Mu Anxiao was still concerned for the young woman in the green dress.
"You're more injured than I am," the young woman in the green dress said, staring at Mu Anxiao's pale face, her heart filled with anxiety.
Mu Anxiao replied, "It's fine, I won't die." As she spoke, she pretended to be fine, forcing herself to swallow the blood in her mouth.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's struggle to endure, the young woman in the green dress couldn't help but shed tears.