“It’s a clue left by the Valley Master of Peak Wave Valley. He’s quite clever. This thing is an ordinary object, and the demons can’t sense it. Only I can discover its secrets. This is also the clue he left for me.” Song Xiwei’s face regained its radiance. “Now, none of us have to die. We have a solution.”

Haoran was completely bewildered. "Just now, everyone was at a loss, but how come we suddenly have a solution as soon as this token appears?"

Song Xiwei said, "Haoran, we need you to cooperate with us in putting on a show for this matter."

...

One hour later.

Xiao Zhuang saw Ao Qian sitting in the center of the altar, the altar container filled with blood.

He couldn't help but wonder: How could Sister Wei just watch this person bleed so much?

Could it be a fake Aoqian?

Xiao Zhuang's prediction actually came true.

This Aoqian couldn't possibly be real; he was Haoran in disguise.

As for the blood inside the altar, it was a mixture of real and fake, and naturally there was also Aoqian's blood in it, otherwise how could it be so convincing?

Hidden in the shadows, Song Xiwei said to Aoqian, "Just wait, the show is about to begin."

Just as Aoqian was about to speak, he suddenly sensed something, "They're here!"

Song Xi smiled slightly. "Yes, I'm here."

The center of the altar was surrounded by demonic energy, and a figure suddenly appeared beside Haoran. It was a female demon dressed in black with a black veil covering her face and holding a whip.

"You're not him?" the female demon suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Song Xiwei glanced at Ao Qian, "Our illusion even fooled Xiao Zhuang, this female demon isn't your lover, how did she see through it so quickly?"

Aoqian's expression was somewhat strange, and he stammered, "She, she is my fiancée, Ruoliao."

"Huh?" Song Xiwei looked completely astonished.

"So, she was recruited by Ze Lin?" Song Xiwei had never heard of this fiancée before.

Aoqian stared at Song Xiwei cautiously, as if trying to see if she was angry. However, Song Xiwei did not show any anger or anything like that; she was just very curious.

Aoqian couldn't quite describe whether he felt disappointed or what other emotion he was feeling, but he was definitely a bit irritable.

"She must be protecting me secretly, not with Ze Lin's group," Ao Qian replied irritably.

Song Xiwei said, "So she's ruined our plans?"

"Not necessarily. She can resolve this situation. Did you see the whip in her hand? That's a high-level magic weapon from the demon race. It can absorb demonic energy. As long as she knows her limits and only absorbs demonic energy without harming anyone, those disciples tainted by demonic energy can be saved. However..." Ao Qian didn't finish his sentence.

Song Xiwei hurriedly asked, "Stop keeping me in suspense, just tell me how to get her to help resolve this matter!"

“She prefers to observe coldly; she doesn’t care about the lives or deaths of these people,” Ao Qian said.

"But didn't she come to save you?" Song Xi asked, puzzled.

"She just wants me to marry her; she doesn't care about anyone else," Ao Qian said, his voice barely audible as he looked at Song Xiwei.

Song Xi frowned slightly. "If you're her fiancé, and you beg her for help, do you think she'll give you that favor?"

Ao Qian's face suddenly turned extremely ugly, and his patience for speaking was completely exhausted. "You want me to sacrifice my virtue to beg her for help?"

"How can this be called sacrificing one's virtue? You two were engaged..." If I had known that Aoqian had a fiancée secretly protecting him, I wouldn't have gone to so much trouble.

By bringing her on board early on, we gained another teammate.

I thought Aoqian had always been fighting alone.

Ao Qian's face was still extremely ugly. "I have not acknowledged this marriage. What kind of fiancée is she to me! Also, my only teammate is you, Song Xiwei. Don't go around trying to recruit other people to my side."