It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

Two people who possess each other's spiritual power do not need to communicate face-to-face.

As long as it's within the range of mental energy, messages can also be transmitted through special methods.

Yun Li received a message from Mu Qian, which is why she left the courtyard and rushed over.

The interrogation took place at the town's police station, where Lin Shufeng, on Mu Qian's orders, waited for Yun Li at the entrance.

Seeing her from afar, his stern face broke into a smile as he went to greet her, "Ah Li, you've come!"

Yun Li nodded, and Lin Shu deliberately slowed his pace, walking alongside her into the police station.

The police knew that Lin Shu had gone out to pick someone up, but they didn't expect that it was a child.

If you ask them why they didn't suspect that the child wasn't the one they were supposed to pick up, but rather a lost child they encountered at the door?

It was because Lin Shu treated her like a superior, not like a child.

"Ah Li, this way please."

Yun Li walked expressionlessly in the direction Lin Shu had indicated, her short legs carrying her.

The officers from the police station looked at each other, bewildered, as the two figures disappeared.

Everyone was wondering, who was this child?

Mu Qian used his spiritual power to see Yun Li arrive, and left the interrogation room to stand at the door.

Yun Li didn't say a word and immediately started working. He flipped his palm, and a drop of blood floated into the air.

Then the blood droplets began to move, and Yun Li was about to go in when Mu Qian stopped her.

"Ah Li, wait a moment, I'll go in and take care of this."

Yun Li didn't understand what he was trying to deal with, but she stopped anyway, though she used her mental energy to look inside.

After Mu Qian said a few words to Sun Tianxiang, Sun Tianxiang quickly ran out and greeted Yun Li as she passed by.

She ran back shortly afterward, carrying a piece of black cloth in her hand.

After that, Yun Li saw the three of them cut the cloth into strips and tie them to the eyes of Gu Hui's family.

Seeing this, Yun Li understood Mu Qian's intention, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

He was protecting her, preventing anyone from seeing her face or the eerie phenomenon of the floating blood droplets.

After all the ropes were tied up, Blood Droplet rushed in first, followed by Yun Li.

While others were thinking of their own interests, Yunxiang cooperated by remaining silent.

She would nod to whoever the drop of blood landed in front of, indicating that the person had the blood of a child.

It took less than two minutes to test everyone.

After that, Yun Li had nothing more to do; she said goodbye to the three of them.

"I'm leaving now. I'll contact you again if I meet anyone with the gene for a simple life."

Sun Tianxiang was very reluctant to part with her and pleaded, "Why don't you stay a couple more days? I'll cook you something delicious after I'm done with my work."

Thinking of her sense of taste, Yun Li asked with concern, "Has your sense of taste returned to normal?"

Sun Tianxiang shook her head, "I haven't fully recovered yet, but I can cook using data."

"If you used to use ten parts of seasoning, now you only need three parts."

Yun Li nodded and instructed, "Take your medicine properly. I'll treat you to a delicious meal when you're fully recovered."

"Definitely, definitely!"

Sun Tianxiang was very happy. At this moment, she and Yun Li stood together, as if they had switched ages.

Yun Li was the kind elder, while she was like a junior receiving praise.

Before leaving, Yunli said she had left a gift in the room of the father and son online, and told them to put it away as soon as possible.

She spoke with such solemnity that after she left the police station, Mu Qian immediately used his mental power to scan the house of the father and son in front of him.

Upon seeing the countless books, he disregarded the interrogation and, with a long stride, began to run.

Sun Tianxiang and Lin Shu were astonished by what they saw. They wanted to follow, but since someone needed to keep an eye on things, they suppressed their curiosity and didn't go.

Mu Qian hurriedly entered the courtyard of the informant and his son and stood there motionless, his expression strange yet concealing excitement.

This completely baffled the informant and his son.

At this moment, Mu Qian was using his mental power to scan the books in the room one by one.

It took him more than half an hour to roughly finish reading it.

He withdrew his mental energy, raised his head, closed his eyes, and his body trembled.

Finally, taking a deep breath, he put on an expression more serious than ever before and instructed, "Guard these books with your lives; not a single page is allowed to be damaged."

Through his words and expressions, the father and son also sensed the importance of these books and were excited, knowing that they would finally be able to use them.

"Comrade Mu, rest assured, my son and I may lose our lives, but we will never lose these books."

After the father finished speaking, the son nodded solemnly in agreement.

Mu Qian nodded, his tone softening, "I'm going out for a bit, I'll be right back."

Upon returning to the police station, he immediately ordered everyone to move at least 20 meters away from the station chief's office.

The director had already received orders from his superiors to obey Mu Qian and his two companions in everything, and to follow their orders unconditionally.

He knew that Comrade Mu gave this order because he didn't want anyone to eavesdrop or spy on him.

Therefore, upon hearing this order, he not only ordered everyone to retreat to a distance of twenty meters.

They were also forced to retreat in a surrounded manner, which effectively alerted outsiders.

Before making the call, Mu Qian used his mental power to scan the area within a hundred meters.

Only then did he pick up the phone and dial a number.

……

Having lived through many lifetimes, Yunxuan possesses a confidence and courage that says, "My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens."

Being locked up and having her value exploited is something she cannot tolerate.

So, she finally figured out the bamboo forest and then found a chance to escape.

Once she left the area surrounded by bamboo forest, she realized that it wasn't some deep mountain, but a small village with only a few households.

She arrived in town quickly.

What's strange is that whenever people in town see her, they stop and look at her with scrutiny and other complicated expressions.

Thinking it over, she approached a kind-looking elderly woman and asked gently, "Grandma, why is everyone looking at me?"

The old woman looked at her, shook her head and sighed, and finally said something cryptic: "Don't seek your own death."

After saying that, the old lady walked away unsteadily, leaning on her cane.

A young man rushed over to help the old man, and gave Yunxuan a disgusted look.

Yunxuan was furious. What did she mean by "don't seek your own death"?

What exactly does that old lady know?

No, it should be that the people in this town know something.

Yunxuan looked around and saw that everyone was still staring at her. She grew increasingly angry and didn't want to ask anything anymore. She started walking quickly along the main road.

She didn't know where she was, nor did she know where this road led.

All she knew was that once she left this strange little town, she could ask around.

The townspeople, young and old, watched her walk away; some sneered, others spat.

Some children even made shooting gestures with their hands, shouting, "Bang, bang!"

This shows how much the townspeople disliked her.

"Ancestor, are we just going to let her go like this?"

The young man supporting the old lady looked at the direction Yun Xuan left with a face full of resentment.

"It's because of their heinous acts that the remains of our very ancestors were destroyed."

"Shouldn't we take revenge?"

The old woman patted the hand that was supporting the young man's arm. "Min Chun, don't be so aggressive. She might not be able to escape the formation set up by the Huang Daxian clan."

Even if she were lucky enough to get out...

"That Avenger is still out there; she'll only suffer a worse fate. Why dirty our side's hands?"

Ultimately, both branches of theirs share the same ancestor.

It is absolutely forbidden to stain one's own people's blood!

The old man looked up at the sky and prayed silently: he hoped that the avenger would be able to distinguish right from wrong and not implicate their branch.