In truth, Rabbit had only just swindled away the Secret Key. The gap from beginning to end was no more than two or three breaths for a mortal—perhaps merely the time Nine Infants had spent silently pondering...
Naturally, Nine Infants had given her no such order, but she held the contract Nine Infants had given Li Qingjun, bearing Nine Infants' Soul Imprint in plain truth.
For anyone else, making use of such a thing would have been nearly impossible. But for E'shou, the god of deceit, it was all too easy... She could transform the contract's contents into different words, and no one could see through the truth of it in a short time. Zhu Yan could only sense that it truly bore Nine Infants' soul mark, without the slightest falsehood.
Zhu Yan was a war beast of blades and slaughter. His thinking was rather simple, without all the little schemes Nine Infants imagined. Whatever Nine Infants told him to do, he did. Yet the moment he handed the Secret Key to Rabbit, before she had even left his sight, Nine Infants' divine sense arrived.
Zhu Yan was baffled. "Didn't Your Majesty send Rabbit here bearing an edict, to take away my half of the Secret Key?"
Rabbit shot away in flight.
"You there, Rabbit, stop right there!" Zhu Yan instantly realized what had happened. Smoke practically rose from his seven orifices as he charged after her.
He had barely rushed out of the mountain ravine when silver light like a length of silk met him head-on, surging with killing intent.
Zhu Yan instinctively slapped aside the sharp edge. As the silver radiance dispersed, a woman stood quietly before him, clad in silver armor and holding a silver spear leveled before her. Rabbit circled around behind her and fled in