"Are you... are you alright?"
Seeing Nan Xian suddenly freeze in place, the weasel spirit said somewhat nervously, while carefully taking his jade pendant back from her hand and putting it back into the inner pocket of his clothes.
Nan Xian snapped out of her shock. She composed herself and tried to make her expression as natural as possible before asking him, "What did he ask for in return for promising to save your wife?"
“What he wants is that secret technique,” the weasel spirit sighed, “and the previous request—to absorb the entire essence of a person for him.”
Upon hearing this, Yu Lin couldn't help but scoff and said sarcastically, "Your ancestor's master passed down this treasure to you on his deathbed, a treasure that your family has guarded and passed down through generations, yet you plan to give it to someone else because of your own selfish desires. You really have a lot of filial piety."
The weasel spirit lowered its head in shame. "So my retribution has come... The bodies the puppeteer gave us were only temporary, because the owners of those bodies were all people who died unjustly, filled with resentment. He used that resentment... So my retribution has come... The bodies the puppeteer gave us were only temporary, because the owners of those bodies were all people who died unjustly, filled with resentment. He used that resentment... I once asked him what would happen if Heaven discovered our act of secretly stealing human essence. He said he had his own way and would definitely not let us be discovered, but—"
He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes blazing with fury as he stared at the direction of the hut, uttering each word with venom: "He never had good intentions from the beginning. He tricked and deceived me, leaving our entire clan trapped in this half-rotten body by the resentment of those who died unjustly, unable to find peace day after day, while he kept a backup plan for himself. I only just realized why he never personally collected people's souls—because he had no way to escape the punishment of Heaven. He used us as tools, making us do things for him, so that in the end, all the sins would fall on our heads, while he himself would reap the benefits unscathed!"
As he spoke, his anger became uncontrollable; his eyes were bloodshot, and the image of a weasel appeared on his face, twisted and ferocious.
Seeing his appearance, Nan Xian felt little pity, only silently sighing that there's always something hateful about a pitiful person, and said lightly:
"You don't need to think that way. Heaven is the most just and impartial being in the world. Evil committed through others will eventually be punished. It's just that the time hasn't come yet."
The weasel spirit paused slightly upon hearing this, then gave a bitter, sorrowful smile.
"The Way of Heaven... If the Way of Heaven is truly just, how could it allow such a wicked person to still live in the world?"
Upon hearing his words, Nan Xian felt inexplicably displeased. She subconsciously clenched her fists, narrowed her eyes, and stared at his face, a thought about violence flashing through her mind.
This emotional shift lasted only a few seconds before she quickly regained her composure and loosened her clenched fists.
"Heaven has its own reasons for keeping him in the world. What we need to focus on right now is not Heaven or anything like that. We've already alerted the puppeteer, who has abandoned his physical body and fled. But since he went to such great lengths to lure me here, he certainly won't give up easily and will definitely reappear. What we need to be clear about is how to deal with him and save our own lives."
Nan Xian's eyes flickered, and she silently added in her mind—
Also, why is the name Yunwu engraved on the back of the jade pendant that the puppeteer gave to the weasel spirit?
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