As the words fell, Blood Butcher's body began to swell violently, and the blood-colored veins beneath his skin writhed frantically.
Immediately after, his body exploded right before their eyes, scattering remains everywhere in a scene of extreme carnage.
Fortunately, Yunli reacted in time and immediately pulled Mo Xi back a few steps, avoiding the fate of being splattered with blood.
After steadying herself, Mo Xi took a deep look at the remains of Blood Butcher.
"Rain, huh."
This guy's Special Ability seems to be blood manipulation, but unfortunately, this sudden heavy rain became his nemesis.
Blood is diluted when it meets water, and the vast majority of Blood Butcher's abilities were severely restricted as a result.
Unable to manipulate blood as he pleased, even the power of his moves was greatly diminished.
Mo Xi didn't care too much; luck is part of strength, and besides, she didn't think she was any worse than him at his peak.
Compared to the threat posed by Blood Butcher, she was more concerned about Yunli's strength.
The series of attacks just now had happened almost in the blink of an eye.
Her strikes were decisive and ruthless, her thinking as clear as lightning, and her demeanor throughout was effortless—all of which showed just how rich her combat experience was; she was by no means an ordinary person.
'Fortunately, for the sake of my sister, I didn't immediately attack her. Otherwise, I really might not have been her match. As for now...'
Mo Xi didn't know how to speak up for a moment and could only stand quietly to the side.
Yunli gazed at the ruins being washed by the heavy rain, remaining silent for a long time.
Rainwater slid down her cheeks from the tips of her hair. She lowered her eyes to look at the mud beneath her feet, sighed with some frustration, and was surrounded by an impenetrable gloom.
Subsequently, Yunli slowly turned around, walked a few steps to the side of the woman who had been saved, and softly asked about her condition.
"Um... I'm very sorry."
Mo Xi, who followed closely behind, looked at the scene before her and finally spoke slowly, her tone carrying a trace of guilt.
As a Reborn One, Mo Xi could clearly empathize with Yunli's dejection and self-reproach at this moment—that sense of powerlessness when one has tried their best but still has regrets.
Moreover, Yunli was not only her sister's best friend but had also once had a transaction with her.
Reasonably and emotionally, she could not distance herself from this catastrophe at the Ability Bureau.
Just when Mo Xi thought Yunli would be angry because of this, she heard her speak softly: "This has nothing to do with you, so why apologize?"
"How can it have nothing to do with it?" Mo Xi shook her head, her tone heavy. "If it weren't for me misunderstanding you in my haste, perhaps you could have arrived in time, and your teammates might still have been saved..."
Yunli looked deeply at Mo Xi with her golden eyes, and finally, her gaze involuntarily fell upon the Frost Spring sword in her hand, a flash of complex emotion appearing in her eyes.
"That sword... did Acheron give it to you?" she asked, her tone certain.
Upon hearing this, Mo Xi's expression froze. Clearly not expecting Yunli to recognize this sword, she subconsciously gripped the hilt tighter. "You recognize this Frost Spring sword?"
"This sword was forged by me at Acheron's request."
Yunli's tone was flat, yet it startled Mo Xi.
She really hadn't expected such a coincidence; after going in circles, it turned out they had such a connection between them.
"The Frost Spring sword—it is a good name."
Yunli paused, her golden eyes falling back onto Mo Xi, her gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny.
"At least, the current you is barely worthy of this sword."
"..." Mo Xi remained silent and did not retort, but a hint of imperceptible unwillingness flashed in her eyes.
Yunli didn't pay attention to her emotions and just continued in a solemn tone.
"Many people are not worthy of holding any weapon at all; allowing them to wield a sword is a cruelty to the innocent. They only use weapons to create slaughter, not to protect."
"So I hope you can be worthy of this sword and use it to do what should be done, so that this precious sword is not entrusted to the wrong person and reduced to a tool for evil."
"If your virtue does not match the sword, I will personally hunt down the sword and have it completely reforged until someone worthy of it appears."
It was at this moment that Mo Xi clearly felt the resolve in Yunli's words.
There was no personal emotion mixed in, no prejudice against her, just a pure and serious evaluation, an attitude of responsibility toward weapons.
Mo Xi nodded slightly and said earnestly: "Thank you."
Yunli just shook her head faintly, didn't say much more, turned around, bent down to help the weak woman on the ground, and prepared to send her to the hospital first.
Afterward, she still had to hurry to find Mu Yao and Mo Xin.
Before leaving, Mo Xi asked about the situation regarding the person from just now, but unfortunately, Yunli knew nothing about it either.
Mo Xi nodded and didn't ask further, but she became secretly vigilant in her heart.
Mu Yao... If she remembered correctly, this person seemed to be her sister Mo Xin's roommate.
Mo Xi's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition surged into her mind: Could her sister's disappearance be related to that Blood Butcher?
Unfortunately, Blood Butcher had already self-destructed and died; she had no way to learn more information from him and could only silently pray in her heart that nothing had happened to her sister.
"That person from just now is very likely still alive; look out for yourself."
Before Yunli turned and left, she suddenly stopped, turned her head, and gave a serious warning.
"Mm, thank you." Mo Xi nodded solemnly. Although there was no concrete evidence, she inwardly agreed with this point as well.
Yunli was indeed suspicious about this, but since she had determined that the person was still alive, there was no need to say more.
Whoosh... The rain poured down without stopping, cold rainwater washing over the ruins.
The huge commotion just now had attracted quite a few passersby. At this moment, a circle of onlookers surrounded the ruins, holding umbrellas and watching from afar, whispering and discussing, their eyes filled with curiosity and unease.
Mo Xi stood in the rain, watching as Yunli helped the injured woman walk away, and only when their figures completely disappeared at the end of the street did she slowly withdraw her gaze.
Mo Xi took a deep breath, returned the Frost Spring sword to its scabbard, and planned to first help Yunli look for traces of Mu Yao to ensure her safety.
As for her own sister.
...
"Please help find Mu Yao; this is her phone number."
"Alright, once I find my sister, I will..."
"Mo Xin has no news, and without any clues, finding her is like looking for a needle in a haystack," Yunli said in an unquestionable tone. "Find Mu Yao first; she was Blood Butcher's target, and she is in more danger right now."
"But..."
"No buts. Mu Yao is a member of the Ability Bureau; not only is she familiar with the situation in this area, but she will also be a great help in your search for Mo Xin."
"I will send this person to the hospital first. When she wakes up, I will have her help contact the remaining Ability Bureau colleagues. If everyone acts together, we will definitely be able to find Mo Xin and the others as soon as possible."
"..." Mo Xi's expression was complex, and after hesitating for a moment, her tone carried uncertain worry.
"That won't do. If my sister is harmed because of the delay, what should I do?"
"She won't be."
"Why are you so sure?"
"Mo Xin is no weak woman."
Yunli didn't explain too much and turned to leave directly.
This is what Mo Xi owes her.
As for today's events, it was impossible to say she wasn't angry.
If it weren't for the fact that they had met a few times, if it weren't for the fact that she was her own disciple's older sister, and considering this matter couldn't strictly be blamed on her, if it were anyone else, even if it didn't cost them their life, she would have had to beat them up first to vent this anger!
The memory of her brief acquaintance with Captain Chen and the others replayed in her mind.
Rainwater slid slowly down her cheeks unconsciously, the cold sensation making her even more clear-headed.