When Shizuka arrived at the Pear Blossom Courtyard, she saw Mi Xi almost burying Ji Fenghua with magic crystals.

She was startled at first, thinking that Mi Xi was going to help Ji Fenghua escape.

Upon closer inspection of Ji Fenghua's current appearance, she was so terrified that she covered her mouth tightly and asked telepathically, "Miss, what are you doing? How could you..."

"I don't know, I don't know how he suddenly became like this." Mi Xi turned around and saw Jing Xiang. Finally, tears streamed down her face, but she dared not cry out loud. In a panic, she grabbed Jing Xiang's hand and asked, "What should we do, Aunt Jing Xiang? It seems like he's really dead!"

"Miss, don't be afraid, Miss, don't panic." Jingxiang was Mu Furong's person and had seen many big scenes.

It happened so suddenly.

She was shocked when she suddenly saw that Ji Fenghua had almost turned into a skeleton, and when she thought of the Dan Sect's questioning.

When Mi Xi started crying, Shizuka calmed down instead.

She first calmed Mi Xi down, then leaned close to Ji Fenghua and pressed a finger between Ji Fenghua's eyebrows, sending a wisp of her divine sense into it.

Ji Fenghua's sea of ​​consciousness was pitch black, the surface of the sea dried up without a ripple, leaving only a huge pit like an abyss.

“His sea of ​​consciousness is depleted, silent as death, his soul has dissipated.” Jingxiang’s eyes widened in shock: “His body still has a last shred of life, but his sea of ​​consciousness has been emptied. Miss, what exactly did you do to him?”

"Aunt Jingxiang, do you mean he's really dead?" Mi Xi was at a loss, tears streaming down her face again. She sobbed softly, feeling wronged and scared. "But I... I only pricked his hand, scratched his face, and made a few shallow holes in his body. I didn't prick any vital organs, and I didn't sever any tendons. How could he be dead!"

Upon hearing this, Shizuka noticed the dagger that Mi Xi had left on the ground, and her facial muscles twitched instantly: "You...Miss, you actually used the Demon-Devouring Dagger to stab him, and you even left him covered in wounds?"

“No, not the whole body, just the hands, face, and a few non-fatal areas of skin,” Mi Xi corrected, stammering.

"My God, Miss, this Demon-Devouring Dagger is a celestial artifact. It can injure the soul with just a scratch. Even a demon general from the demon realm might not be able to withstand ten cuts, let alone a human child who has been demonized. How could you cut him so many times?" Shizuka was so shocked that she was speechless.

"Then...what should I do? If Father finds out I killed him, he will definitely hand me over to the Pill Sect for accountability," Mi Xi cried.

She was filled with regret.

She should have just kept whipping Ji Fenghua instead of slashing his face with a dagger!

Shizuka also looked serious. Her eyes darted around, and she made a decision. She then pulled Mi Xi and quickly headed towards Qinghe Garden.

"Miss, besides Madam and me, does anyone else know that you came to Liluo Courtyard? Did you meet anyone else on the way?" Jingxiang asked telepathically as she walked.

"No, no, I didn't meet anyone," Mi Xi answered firmly, though she couldn't stop sobbing.

"Alright, Miss, remember this: you've been in Qinghe Garden all day. Knowing that Madam was going to discipline the eldest young lady, you went to Madam's quiet room to meditate and cultivate. You never left Qinghe Garden." Jingxiang calmly taught Mi Xi to lie, just like Mi Xi had done when she made a mistake before.

Mi Xi was very familiar with this process and remembered Jingxiang's words. She nodded repeatedly in agreement and felt no longer flustered.