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With the Silly Beast leading the way, Qi Xiaomian felt considerably more relaxed, not needing to calculate every step. However, it seemed that Qi Xiaomian was not as carefree as he appeared, especially since the Silly Beast was quite clingy. Whenever Qi Xiaomian met the Silly Beast's gaze, he found himself unable to utter a word of refusal.
A few people behind them stifled their laughter. Qi Xiaomian heard them and could only shake his head in resignation. The thought that the Silly Beast would likely follow him around in the future gave him a headache.
At that moment, they had no time to dwell on future troubles. The Silly Beast suddenly stopped and pointed not far ahead. Qi Xiaomian looked over and saw nothing but a stretch of unmarked sandy ground.
However well-hidden it might be, the same type of Magic Breath would reveal its presence with just a little probing. Before testing it out, Qi Xiaomian had another idea.
"Miss Sang, could your demon-catching spell transform me into someone else?"
Sang Qingxiao quickly caught on to his line of thought. "You want to become your relative and directly extract information from them?"
"Exactly. Other methods would not only waste time but might also be ineffective. My relative has a way of making others devoted to him; it would be much simpler to present myself as him and avoid unnecessary trouble."
"I don't know how strong the opponent is, so I can't guarantee that my spell won't be seen through. Be cautious when he appears."
"I understand."
"You'll have to handle your voice yourself."
Following Qi Xiaomian's request, Sang Qingxiao cast the spell to transform him into another face. It didn't take long; their underlying features were somewhat similar.
Once the transformation was complete, Qi Xiaomian closed his eyes to contemplate. When he opened them again, he found that his expression closely resembled that of the person Sang Qingxiao had seen earlier. In terms of regal demeanor and an air of superiority, Qi Xiaomian even resembled Qi Hao more than Qi Hao himself.
Everyone began to step back, suppressing their presence to avoid interfering with Qi Xiaomian's performance. The Silly Beast was also led away by the group. Qi Xiaomian only instructed it to listen to Sang Qingxiao, and reluctantly, it distanced itself.
It glanced at Sang Qingxiao several times before shifting its clingy attention onto her instead.
Being embraced by a giant like Misha made it quite difficult for Sang Qingxiao to adapt.
"Silly Beast, we're not leaving yet; can you loosen your grip a bit?"
"I'm scared."
"They said we're not leaving for now; what are you afraid of? Besides, even if we do leave, Qi Xiaomian will take you along."
Who made you, with that not-so-smart brain of yours, have such a pair of eyes that make it hard for anyone to be harsh?
"I'm scared. Fighting."
Sang Qingxiao could only keep reassuring, "Don't be afraid. He's just dealing with bad people."
"They will die, both of them, alive!"
Sang Qingxiao raised a hand to touch its brow, while the Silly Beast was filled with worry and completely unaware of the abnormality.
Sang Qingxiao quickly lowered his hand and gleaned some emotions from its memory, leaving the rest aside for now.
As for the true appearance of that thing, it was—
Not far away, Qi Xiaomian had already lured that person out. The moment he showed himself, Sang Qingxiao couldn't help but whistle. Tsk tsk, Qi Xiaomian—oh no, it was Qi Hao—still vigorous in his old age, what a good fortune!
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