The sage was determined to die.

The old tortoise slowly moved forward, and seeing that Ji Ying did not stop him, he, an oviparous animal, couldn't help but feel a bit of the suspicion of a mammal.

However, he did not stop. After all, it was just a puppet, and even if it was killed, it would not have any effect on him. After crawling forward for a while, as if he was old and tired, he slowly stopped, his tone still slow.

Looking at Ji Ying, he asked, "This is a trap you set?"

Ji Ying slowly nodded and said, "Everyone says you have an almost obsessive pursuit of Wenxin, but it seems that's really not true."

The old tortoise chuckled twice: "It's not fake, why do you say that?"

"Using the lowest-grade puppets to find my nephew and Wenxin doesn't seem like your style at all." Ji Ying shook her head slightly. "Do you have some definite confidence that Wenxin won't show up?"

The old tortoise made an "oh" sound, but didn't answer the question. Instead, it started digging at the ground with its two front claws. After a while, it seemed to have actually dug something out of the ground.

……

A spy's view from not far away.

The two remained undetected. Ji Bai frowned at the girl beside him and asked, "What kind of riddles are these two playing?"

The girl, bored, started eating fruit, crunching as she said, "I don't know, but I have a feeling that it's both good and bad."

As if to prove her words, the turtle soon dug something out of the ground.

He dug out a crimson bone skewer with his claws. A bright red light seemed to flow within the crimson bone skewer, but he couldn't quite see it clearly. He squinted and examined it closely. In an instant, he instinctively threw away the bone skewer in his hand, but the bone skewer seemed to be stuck to his hand, and he couldn't pull it off no matter how hard he tried.

Why did you...?

Just as the old tortoise was about to speak, a red line appeared on its neck, and bone skewer-like threads crawled up it. The bright red, flowing spiderweb covered the entire head, and in an instant, it exploded like fireworks. The tortoise shell remained intact, but the human head was blown to smithereens.

The girl watching the drama: "..."

Ji Bai, observing from the sidelines: "..."

Ji Ying staggered and spat out a mouthful of blood. Her already pale face became even more translucent, as if several tubes of blood had been ripped from her body.

Blood trickled from between his teeth, making his eerie smile all the more unsettling.

"It's a success!" Ji Ying suddenly blurted out.

Ji Bai swallowed hard, looked at the girl beside him, and asked uncertainly, "Is he crazy? I mean, pathologically?"

The girl was taken aback, her expression showing even greater surprise than his.

After a while, she said uncertainly, "It seems like he's blown up Wenxin."

"Oh." Ji Bai, realizing what was happening, was confused.

The girl held the ring in one hand next to her eyes, squinted at the other person, and gradually became certain: "He's so smart, he actually managed to blow up his own Wenxin."

"You blew up Wenxin?" Ji Bai swallowed hard and scoffed, "Is that all the power you got?"

The girl gave him the look of a top student looking at an illiterate person and said, "Controlling variables, if we say that the total amount of Wenxin is a living person."

She held up a little finger and tapped the tip of her nail: "He probably blew this many."

Ji Bai seemed to have an epiphany, and like a good student, he immediately thought of another example: "Then can I do that too?"

"No," the girl said. "He'll suffocate if he doesn't blow it up soon."