With a flick of her wrist, Mo Qingcheng plunged a dagger into the little guy's forehead.

"How...did you figure it out?"

"Hehe, guess..." Mo Qingcheng blinked, where was there any trace of being under control?

The phantom disappeared in the blink of an eye. Mo Qingcheng looked in the direction the little guy had vanished and sighed softly.

Would they do this to everyone they know?

After waiting for a while and no one else came, Mo Qingcheng yawned lazily: "Old man, is nobody here? Is it over?"

"..." No response.

Mo Qingcheng's lips twitched slightly. Fine, love it or not?

Fine! I'll go out first and talk about it then!

Thinking of this, Mo Qingcheng had a thought, and a splashing sound rang in her ears.

The next second, the invisible barrier tore apart, and Mo Qingcheng appeared before them unharmed.

With a "whoosh," Hei Yi approached with a sly grin: "Madam, are you real or fake?"

"Guess..." Mo Qingcheng flicked Hei Yi's forehead with a flick of her wrist.

"Hiss..." Hei Yi gasped, his eyes full of accusation: "Even a fool would know it's true..."

snort!

"Pfft!" Mo Qingcheng chuckled and beckoned to Bai Yi, Mo Yi, and Mo San: "Come and rest for a while."

Mo San, still shaken, said, "Master, you had no idea..."

“I know! I just fought with you in the illusion too…” Mo Qingcheng nodded.

"What? Master, are you injured?" Mo Yi rushed in front of him and looked Mo Qingcheng up and down.

"It's alright...it's just an illusion..."

Mo San's mouth dropped open in surprise. It was just an illusion?

Do you know how difficult it is to get out of an illusion? If you hadn't accidentally broken the illusion, they probably would have died inside it too.

Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine.

To comfort their wounded hearts, Mo Qingcheng served several bowls of steaming noodles.

Um?

wrong!

Is it possible to make contact with the Star Farm?

Realizing this, a surge of excitement crossed Mo Qingcheng's heart. Just a thought had been all it took for Shangguan Yunxi to make a huge pot of instant noodles.

Mo Yi and Mo San exchanged a glance and began to eat noisily. Hei Yi was much more refined, while Bai Yi was the most refined and the fastest.

"Madam, would you like some dessert?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Blackie didn't hold back and raised its paws for food.

Mo Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated as a plate of pastries and a plate of fruit appeared before her.

Before Mo San and Mo Yi could even be shocked, the pastries and fruits on their plates were almost gone.

If not now, when?

After a stick of incense had burned, Mo Qingcheng studied the route and headed towards the maze.

Along the way, they encountered some minor troubles, which were all resolved by Mo Yi and his group. Mo Qingcheng occasionally offered some pointers, essentially becoming a hands-off manager.

For safety reasons, Mo Yi and Hei Yi walked in front, Mo Qingcheng walked in the middle, and Bai Yi and Mo San brought up the rear.

After traversing swamps and climbing snow-capped mountains, we finally arrived at the entrance to the labyrinthine main hall.

Mo Yi and Mo San didn't dare to breathe loudly, their hearts feeling like they'd been hit by a thousand points of damage. Following their master was too much of a shock.

Mo Qingcheng narrowed her eyes, stepped forward, and stared at the ancient totem on the gate, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

Hei Yi was an impatient person: "Madam, I'll go give it a try!"

"Be careful!" Mo Qingcheng nodded, knowing she had to try to find out.

Hei Yi smugly stepped forward, observed for a while, and was about to place his hand on the dark door when Bai Yi grabbed him.

"Don't you want your claws anymore?" Bai Yi wanted to kick Hei Yi away. "How old are you? Still so reckless? If you want to die, don't hurt Madam."

Black One: "..."

It's just opening a door, is it really that complicated?

You're making a fuss over nothing!