When it came to choosing a path, Wei Zeling and she were at odds.

As soon as Nan Xian said she wanted to take the middle path, Wei Zeling immediately jumped out and blocked that path.

"Sister Nanxian, I also want to take this path."

Nan Xian frowned. "But I spoke first."

Wei Zeling chuckled and tilted her head. "It's alright, all three paths are the same, and there are clues in all of them. This is my first time here, so why don't you let me have your way?"

Nan Xian was speechless, not expecting her to make such a high-sounding statement. Just as she was about to retort, He Mingxiao said in a deep voice, "No, it's first come, first served. If you wanted to leave, why didn't you say so earlier when Teacher Lang Zhuo asked?"

Wei Zeling persisted, "I was hesitating, but Sister Nanxian was too quick to speak. I was just about to say something when she beat me to it!"

Nan Xian almost laughed in anger—look at this wording, calling it "quick-witted" and "preemptive," as if she herself had become the one at fault?

He Mingxiao gave a silent, cold laugh: "That's the rule of 'Unveiling the Strange Tales': whoever speaks first gets priority. If you want it, go for it yourself. Why should others give it to you?"

Wei Zeling uttered a soft "you," and then fell silent.

Her gaze was fixed on He Mingxiao, her expression stiffened for a moment, and a flash of malice quickly appeared in her eyes.

Nan Xian noticed it, and alarm bells instantly went off in her mind—

Wei Zeling is acting strange!

Not to mention that Wei Zeling is a person who cares a lot about her image, she is currently trying to curry favor with He Mingxiao and would not be able to show such behavior in front of him!

In an instant, she recalled Yu Lin, who was possessed by a demon, when she was recording "The Vanished Groom".

At that time, he was the same way. He looked no different, but his behavior was abnormal and his expression was different from usual.

Could it be that Wei Zeling was also—?

Thinking deeper, could such methods have been used by the same demon?

Thinking of the black snake in her dream, Nan Xian felt a cold sweat break out on her back and instinctively clenched her fists.

Wei Zeling seemed to notice something, and suddenly turned her gaze to Nan Xian, raising one eyebrow slightly and putting on a bright smile again.

"Sister Nanxian, don't misunderstand, I was just joking with you! Looking at your face, anyone who didn't know better would think you were angry with me—oh dear, you're not really angry, are you?"

As she spoke, she stepped forward, making a gesture as if to examine Nan Xian's face.

Nan Xian took a half step back, avoiding her hand.

She had regained her composure, her calm gaze meeting Wei Zeling's eyes without flinching.

A subtle atmosphere spread between the two, like two cheetahs facing off, ready to attack each other at any moment. Everyone else present dared not breathe and silently stood aside to watch the drama unfold.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and in the end, Wei Zeling was at a disadvantage. The smile on her lips gradually disappeared, and she reluctantly lowered her hand, pursed her lips, and moved aside.

Nan Xian stepped onto the middle path without looking back.

"He Mingxiao, let's go get the clues!"

He Mingxiao gave an "Ah!" and followed along eagerly.

He tilted his head to look at Nan Xian's profile, his eyes and mouth full of smiles. His expression was just like a proud little dog following its boss after he showed off his power. He practically had "Wife, you're awesome" written all over his face.

Lang Zhuosheng and his companions, who witnessed the entire event: ...

Wei Zeling's gaze was fixed on Nan Xian's back, sinister and vicious. Suddenly, she twitched her nose and her eyes darkened instantly.

Yu Lin happened to turn around and saw this scene. He asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Wei Zeling blinked, then returned to normal, smiling brightly: "I'm fine, you must have seen wrong."

She brushed past Yu Lin, who watched her retreating figure with a deep frown.