Feng Qishi watched Mu Anxiao's expression at this moment, and couldn't help but avert his gaze. He said, "Your spiritual energy changes with your heartbeat. The faster your heart beats, the more your spiritual energy will help you circulate..."
"What are you talking about?" Mu Anxiao interrupted. She didn't quite understand what Feng Qishi was trying to express.
Feng Qishi: "Listen to me finish." His attitude remained very calm.
Mu Anxiao, seeing that Feng Qishi wasn't being too arrogant, nodded and said, "Okay, speak." After saying that, she cleared her throat.
Feng Qishi continued, "The faster your heart beats, the more your spiritual energy will think you are... dying. Therefore, it will activate your healing arts for you. That's how your wound healed and the poison was dispelled."
"Automatic protection mode?" Jia added, looking up at Mu Anxiao and smiling. "Mu Anxiao, you're not human, are you a robot?"
Mu Anxiao, in her past life, had heard Zhang Yan and others talk about robots, so she understood what Jia was saying. And what Feng Qishi said now did give her that feeling. Therefore, she didn't say anything to Jia.
Instead, she tilted her head and continued to stare at Feng Qishi, asking, "Then, if I encounter danger, my spiritual energy will act on its own. If this continues, and my spiritual energy runs out, won't I be doomed?"
Feng Qishi had always believed that Mu Anxiao had a master, and that losing her life would never happen to her. But... hearing Mu Anxiao say this now, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
Looking at her, he suddenly didn't know what to say.
"Why have you stopped talking?" Mu Anxiao asked.
Feng Qishi averted his gaze. Before he could speak, Jia said, "It was because of him that your heart accelerated. As long as it doesn't happen like this, you'll be fine."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao thought for a moment and turned to Jia, "I was talking about when I encounter danger..." She stopped midway, suddenly remembering all the dangerous situations she had encountered in the past year. She frowned, "No, I've been in danger all along, why didn't my spiritual energy save me? This time it saved me, which is really... Oh dear, I can't figure it out." She then turned back to Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi looked down at Mu Anxiao's confused expression and said, "Only when your heart accelerates to an abnormal rate will your spiritual energy automatically activate."
"My heart... but when I encountered danger, my heart always accelerated. How..." Mu Anxiao stopped speaking, raising her hand to her chest. She then realized that when facing Feng Qishi, her heartbeat seemed to be several times faster than when she encountered danger. Thinking about it, she suddenly felt a sense of fear.
Feng Qishi remained silent.
Jia thought for a moment and said, "Mu Anxiao, you haven't fallen for Feng Qishi, have you?" He looked up at Mu Anxiao, thinking about her reaction when she made eye contact with Feng Qishi. He felt he was probably right.
Fallen for him?
Mu Anxiao had indeed fallen for him, and this time her feelings were even more intense than a year ago. This feeling gave her a strange illusion of not wanting to die, and even more, a desire to be with him forever.
However, she knew she couldn't think like this, because such thoughts would affect her ascension to immortality and lead to her death.
Considering the potential dangers, she tilted her head, cast a cautious glance at Feng Qishi, turned around, and immediately ran past Jia and fled.
Jia was startled, turned to look at Mu Anxiao's retreating figure, and smiled, "That reaction is a bit too much."
At the same time, Feng Qishi watched Mu Anxiao's figure disappear into the darkness and smiled subtly. He said, "Don't talk nonsense." He then returned to his serious demeanor.
Hearing this, Jia turned to Feng Qishi and said, "I'm not talking nonsense. Don't you have any feelings for her?"
"No."
"No..." Jia said, pouting. "You're unbelievable. A year ago you wanted to marry Mu Anxiao so badly, and now you say this. Feng Qishi, it's really too much." After saying that, he poked Feng Qishi's face twice and turned to leave.
Feng Qishi's expression stiffened. He never expected Jia to know about this. His heart sank. Just as he took a step forward, Bing'er's voice reached him from behind, "Brother, I'm scared."
Hearing this, Feng Qishi paused, then turned to look at Bing'er, whose outer robe did not match his at all, and said, "Bing'er, aren't you waiting for your father?" As he asked, he walked up to Bing'er and squatted down.
Bing'er: "My father probably won't be back yet, so I want to stay with you, brother." She reached out and grabbed Feng Qishi's sleeve.
Feng Qishi was stunned and looked down at Bing'er's hand. He said, "Okay, then you can follow me." As he spoke, he stood up and extended his hand to Bing'er.
Bing'er saw this and opened her arms, "Brother, hug me."
"Hug..." Feng Qishi uttered the word, pursed his lips into a smile, and bent down to pick Bing'er up.
In an instant.
Feng Qishi, carrying Bing'er, walked into the room and happened to see Mu Anxiao sitting cross-legged on the desk. He said, "What are you doing?" As he spoke, he bent down and put Bing'er down.
Mu Anxiao opened her eyes, circulated her energy up and down with her hands, and said, "Oh, the coachman's daughter. You've finally put your outer robe on her." As she spoke, she easily jumped off the desk and gracefully walked towards Bing'er.
Seeing Mu Anxiao approach, Bing'er quickly hid behind Feng Qishi.
Mu Anxiao stopped and smiled, "You're afraid of me." As she spoke, she dared not look at Feng Qishi, focusing her gaze on Bing'er. Even if she couldn't see her, she had to stare.
Feng Qishi looked down at Mu Anxiao's expression as she stared at Bing'er and remembered her suspicion of Bing'er's father. He quickly said, "If you keep looking, I'll dig your eyes out."
Bing'er chuckled.
When Mu Anxiao heard this, she discarded those so-called feelings of infatuation and immediately looked up at Feng Qishi's face, retorting, "What did you say? Say it again if you dare." Her eyes were cold.
Feng Qishi: "I said, if you keep looking at her, I'll... dig your eyes out." He clearly lacked confidence as he said this.
Mu Anxiao let out a cold laugh, "You? You want to dig my eyes out?" She said, walking directly to Feng Qishi, then suddenly reached out, grabbed Feng Qishi's arm, and leaned in to stare at Bing'er behind him.
Seeing Mu Anxiao looking at her, Bing'er let out a cry, stumbled back three or four steps, and sat down on the ground.
Mu Anxiao witnessed Bing'er fall and smiled, "I'm not going to eat you, why are you acting like this?" As she spoke, she withdrew her head, tilted it up, and met Feng Qishi's gaze directly.
Feng Qishi stared back at Mu Anxiao with a cold expression, saying nothing.
After staring at Feng Qishi's face for a few seconds, Mu Anxiao said, "What, you want to dig my eyes out?" Her voice trembled, and she consciously let go of her hands. "I'm telling you, digging my eyes out won't do you any good. Do you know what repayment is? If you dig my eyes out, you'll have to take care of me and protect me, because these... are what you owe me."
Feng Qishi remained expressionless.
Mu Anxiao realized she had said a bit too much, so she took two steps back and said, "I... I won't look at her anymore, I won't look at her, is that okay? Don't stare at me like that, it's creepy." As she spoke, she took another two steps back.
The next second, Feng Qishi withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked to Bing'er's front. He said, "Here, let me help you." As he spoke, he squatted down and took Bing'er's arm.
Bing'er said pitifully, "Brother, your robe is dirty." As she spoke, tears began to fall.
Feng Qishi reached out to wipe away Bing'er's tears and said, "It's okay." As he spoke, he personally helped Bing'er up.
Mu Anxiao watched this scene, sighed, then turned her gaze to the red mist beside her, paused, and uttered two words: "Demon Soul."
"You saw through it." The red mist said, and instantly enveloped Mu Anxiao.
At the same time, Feng Qishi heard the sound behind him, so he quickly stood up, turned around, and shouted, "Mu Anxiao." Then he ran over quickly.
Within the red mist, Mu Anxiao looked around while listening to Feng Qishi's voice, shouting, "Shen Moyun, don't come over." As she spoke, she stopped and stared at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of her.
Outside.
Feng Qishi stopped, his eyes wide with surprise as he looked at the red mist that was gradually growing larger. Without thinking, he began to cast a spell.
Bing'er looked at the familiar mist and Feng Qishi's hand gestures. Her heart sank. She casually took off her robe, ran forward, and grabbed Feng Qishi's arm, saying, "Brother, no."
Hearing this, Feng Qishi was forced to stop casting his spell. He looked down at Bing'er, who was looking up at him, and frowned, "Bing'er, what are you doing?"
"Brother, what are you doing?" Bing'er asked knowingly, glancing at Feng Qishi's hand.
Feng Qishi frowned slightly. Just as he was unsure how to respond, Mu Anxiao's voice came from within the red mist, "Bing'er, stop pretending. You recognize her, don't you?"
Hearing this, Bing'er froze.
Seeing Bing'er freeze, Feng Qishi stared at her with disbelief.
Just then, Jia emerged from the ground and stood beside Feng Qishi. He then glanced at Bing'er in front of him, paused, and said, "You're human."
Bing'er: "I was human to begin with," she said, looking up at Feng Qishi, "Brother, please, don't hurt sister."
"Sister?" Feng Qishi was startled. He glanced sideways at the red mist that enveloped Mu Anxiao and asked, "Bing'er, can you... really see... that red light?" He then looked back at Bing'er.
Bing'er nodded.
Feng Qishi was stunned. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I..."
"You know his identity too, don't you?" Jia interrupted Bing'er.
Bing'er looked directly into Jia's eyes. After a few seconds of daze, she nodded.
"You know I am..."
"You are a great immortal." Bing'er interrupted Feng Qishi's words, tilted her head, and looked at Feng Qishi with tear-filled eyes, saying, "Brother, I beg you, don't hurt sister."
"You..."
"I'll make her release that ugly monster." Bing'er said indifferently.
Within the red mist, Mu Anxiao heard the moniker Bing'er gave her and clenched her fist, saying, "You taught me that." She stared at the woman in front of her.
The woman showed a wicked smile. "I didn't teach her that. Of course," she said, "I didn't capture you to take your life. Because I know that a trash like you can't threaten me at all."
"A trash like me?" Mu Anxiao's mouth twitched.
The woman sneered, "Just being poisoned once, and you can't handle it. Tell me, aren't you trash?" As she spoke, she took a step forward and placed her hands on Mu Anxiao's shoulders.