The Mouse Spirit in mid-air turned crimson in the face, veins throbbing on his forehead, and a hint of blood-red light faintly gleamed in his eyes,
"Hahaha... Zi Hua, you must calm down, you can't get angry again. If you do, your soul stained by the Blood River Sand might become possessed, shatter into pieces, and dissipate... Hahahaha..."
"Aaaaah... aaaaah... it's you... is it you... was all this your scheme, wasn't it... wasn't it... ever since you left the Baiji Sect... you've been plotting against me... is it you... you just want to take over my body!"
"Hehe..."
The voice inside his head carried immense pride as it spoke,
"You want to merge with my soul, yet I covet your body. My body has no talent, and reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage was already my limit, but you are different, your body is already at the Nascent Soul Stage... Once your soul shatters, I can take possession of your body... Hahahaha..."
The voice in the brain cackled wildly,
