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"Thud!"
The Binding Rope of Immortals on my hands felt alive. The moment it touched my blood, it expanded, no longer constricting, becoming soft and slender, finally falling limply to the ground beneath my feet.
"If I had known it would be this easy, I would have freed myself sooner!"
I felt a surge of excitement, and Mu Xuanche looked pleased as well. My blood was effective against the Binding Rope of Immortals; could it also work on the Xu Ling Barrier?
Frustratingly, when my blood dripped onto the Xu Ling Barrier, there was no sign of it being undone. Instead, its dark golden glow intensified. Mu Xuanche beside me let out a pained groan.
"Mu Xuanche, I've examined the layout here. There are no other passages; we can only face this thing head-on. I went around in circles and found nothing, but I brought this back..." Bai Qiling stepped forward.
"Oh, this conical block..."
I looked at the block he was holding; it was left behind by the girl in the pink dress. I remembered that she had thrown it in from outside without any hindrance when Ranran gave it to us. Could the key to solving this predicament lie in this block?! Time was running out; we had about ten minutes left. Were we really going to take this risk? I glanced at Mu Xuanche, who seemed to understand. "Do what you think is right; we trust you."
Mu Xuanche exchanged a glance with Bai Qiling, who then placed the block into my hands. "I just looked around and noticed that the Xu Ling Barrier is filled with twisting flows. They've been fixated on this thing in my hand, but I don't know how to use it."
I turned the block over in my hands; patterns flowed across its surface as I attempted to twist it.
"Ah!" Something strange happened. As I twisted the block, the entire room's layout began to change rapidly. Where were we now?!
"Strange, I twisted it earlier too. Why did your twist cause a change?!" Bai Qiling exclaimed, equally excited.
Different—where were we? I kept flipping the block over and suddenly noticed the bloodstains I hadn't wiped off yet on its surface. Could it still be the effect of blood? I reopened my still-bleeding wound and let my blood soak into the flowing patterns. Bai Qiling and Mu Xuanche watched from the side, silently agreeing not to disturb me.
A miracle had occurred; every time my blood soaked a spot, the cries of the Undead echoed around me. As the blood continued to seep, the surface patterns began to swirl rapidly, and the surrounding spirits started to disperse. The structure began to crumble, becoming chaotic and loose.
"This is bad! The knot has disappeared! This house is coming down! Run!" I was still reeling from the shock of the transformation when the house began to collapse. Mu Xuanche and Bai Qiling grabbed me and lifted off the ground. In mid-air, I turned back to see the villa crashing down behind us.
The three of us stood there, watching the fallen villa, feeling a mix of relief at our survival and an inexplicable fear.
"Alright, we shouldn't stay here any longer; we need to get moving," Mu Xuanche said, his brow furrowed as he glanced at the blocks in my hand.
"What’s wrong?" I looked at the blocks, which suddenly displayed blue text on top: I widened my eyes at Mu Xuanche.
"Our every move is part of their plan; we should hurry back to a safe place."
With no vehicle available, the three of us could only make our way back on foot, struggling through the suburbs with no transportation in sight.
We hurriedly passed by a strange man. He was tall and thin, dressed in a black trench coat, black leather pants, and a black cap. What stood out even more was his pair of pure black sunglasses. His appearance resembled that of a paparazzo, yet he walked with a calm demeanor that exuded a unique aura. I couldn't quite describe it, but my instincts told me something was off.
"Somehow familiar," Mu Xuanche murmured.
"What do you mean?"
"This aura feels like an Old Friend... but it can't be..." Mu Xuanche frowned, looking troubled.
"Old Friend? Who are you talking about?" Bai Qiling asked seriously. "Mu Xuanche, is this Old Friend someone I don't know?"
"What? What are you two talking about?" I was confused; what secret language were they using?
"Forget it, Qiling. It's been over a hundred years since Old Friend, so it can't be him." Mu Yan looked at me again. "Yan Xi, I'll explain this to you in detail when we get back. This matter cannot be clarified in just a few words."
"Well, not bad." As I watched the three people behind us gradually walk away, the man in black took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of deep black eyes that narrowed as he gazed at the collapsed building before us. "Mu Xuanche, this game is getting more and more interesting."
Time rewound to the day before.
Xiao Xuanxuan and the girl in the Pink Princess Dress walked into Jueyun Pavilion.
The enchanting woman who had been there earlier was not present, so Xiao Xuanxuan and the girl in the Pink Princess Dress had to wait at a table in the shop.
Xiao Xuanxuan casually observed the surroundings and asked the girl in the Pink Princess Dress, "Do you know why we were sent out by our master when Yang Qi is rising?"
The girl in the Pink Princess Dress replied with a lively voice, though her words were not very endearing: "Just do your job. Why are you asking so many questions? What does Yang Qi rising have to do with you? Your three souls are in our master's hands; your entire soul belongs to him. If he tells you to die now, you better obey."
Xiao Xuanxuan did not argue. Firstly, she couldn't afford to provoke the girl in the Pink Princess Dress; secondly, the girl wasn't wrong.
"Lord Yu Qinghua." The girl in the Pink Princess Dress had sharp eyes and immediately spotted Yu Qinghua as soon as he appeared.
Although Xiao Xuanxuan had been observing her surroundings all along, she had not noticed anything.
At that moment, the enchanting woman stood at the cash register wearing an ink-splashed qipao, leaning slightly against the counter with her graceful figure.
Xiao Xuanxuan spoke respectfully, "May I ask why our master summoned us?"
Yu Qinghua's tone was languid as he replied, "I called you here to discuss your enemies before entering."
Xiao Xuanxuan hesitated for a moment. She wanted to handle the matter herself, but the adults had intervened, making the situation more complicated than she had anticipated.
Yu Qinghua leaned against the counter, appearing delicate and innocent, yet her words carried an undeniable authority that brooked no dissent.
With a half-smile, Yu Qinghua scrutinized Xiao Xuanxuan and asked, "What about the story before entering? Did you really think you could just focus on your beauty and avoid digging into your heart?"
Xiao Xuanxuan remained silent, prompting Yu Qinghua to continue, "If you truly don't want to share, I won't force you. However, your demeanor is quite conspicuous to the adults around us."
Gathering her resolve, Xiao Xuanxuan replied, "My story with him is very simple; it could be likened to a late-night drama that even I find hard to believe."
Then she recounted her past with Yu Qinghua.
After she finished speaking, Yu Qinghua couldn't help but click her tongue in admiration. "The fortunes and misfortunes of the wealthy are many."
She picked up her phone and checked the time—it was only eleven o'clock.
"Ding—"
"Hello, is this Jueyun Pavilion? I'd like to make a reservation for last night... um, about ten people. We need it soon. Oh, thank you."
"Alright, your reservation has been made."
Joy was evident in Yu Qinghua's voice as she turned to Xiao Xuanxuan. "This is why I called you here but couldn't let you handle things directly. What you need to do is wait for an opportunity. Once they arrive, they'll fall into a trance; I've already set everything up in the shop. The rest will depend on you when the time comes."
Both Yu Qinghua and Xiao Xuanxuan remained in the shop.
A phone call suddenly came in, and Yu Qinghua answered, "Hello? ... Yes, really? ... Alright, I'll wait for you." The bright red lipstick on Yu Qinghua's lips added to her charm, making her smile captivating.
Before long, the indoor mission details came through the call.
The visitor had a tall and slender figure, and the face behind the sunglasses was the most beautiful sight that made Yu Qinghua's heart skip a beat.
Xiao Xuanxuan waited as Yu Qinghua entangled the adult in conversation.
When the adult finally managed to shake off Yu Qinghua's persistence, she entered the room and turned to Xiao Xuanxuan. "I'll give you something shortly. It's just a one-time use. I need you to use it with all your strength on the three Ghost Hunters you encountered before. Block them and delay their emergence."
(End of Chapter)
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