At the moment Bi Xia touched the bottle, the bloody heart gradually emitted specks of white light. Immediately, an incredulous voice of 007 echoed in her mind, "This is the heart of a spiritual power user!"

And this scene wasn’t only witnessed by Bi Xia; even Ji Qiutang, who had been silent, and Wei Ming, who was holding a child, saw it clearly. Both widened their eyes and exchanged a glance, simultaneously stepping forward.

"Little Nine."

"Little Nine."

"You both saw it, didn’t you," Bi Xia said coolly, "This is a spiritual power user’s heart, but whether it belonged to those children or if they had it before, we don’t know."

Saying this, she turned to look at Wei Ming, "Brother Ming, please take care of these children. Make sure to check them thoroughly, but... I’m afraid you can’t let ordinary doctors examine them. There should be someone on Fourth Brother’s side you can ask for help."

"What about you?" Wei Ming took half a step forward, "You plan to go in?"

"We know nothing about what’s inside. The children have been rescued, evacuate immediately!" Wei Ming said sternly. "Little Nine, evacuate immediately."

With her starry eyes slightly raised, Bi Xia hooked her lips into a faint smile, "Brother Ming, I am not Little Nine now, but the Pavilion Master of Nine Pavilion, Zhan Jiu. If I go out with you, are you planning to confirm our relationship?"

Wei Ming’s face darkened, "Then let it be confirmed. I’m not afraid of anyone. Worst comes to worst, I’ll pack up and return to being Mr. Wei in Beijing!"

"Anyhow, I absolutely cannot let my brother take this risk!"

Bi Xia chuckled, the cold look in her starry eyes under the mask easing into a gentle one, "Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. You take the children back to Qing City first, I promise, I’ll return safe and sound."

Saying this, she turned and twisted the glass bottle. The spiritual power within the heart intensified, and a panel on the floor slowly opened, revealing a staircase descending downward.

Not bothering with Wei Ming and Ji Qiutang anymore, Bi Xia stepped forward downwards. No matter how Wei Ming called after her, she didn’t stop, not because she wasn’t aware of his concern, but because Bi Xia always felt that something below was drawing her in.

Watching Bi Xia disappear at the staircase entrance, Wei Ming was just about to place the child in his arms on the bed, intending to go down with Bi Xia. But before he completed the motion, a pair of hands stopped him. Looking up, he met a pair of indifferent, clear eyes.

"What are you doing!" Wei Ming growled.

Ji Qiutang wasn’t bothered; he simply shook his head lightly, withdrew his hands, and straightened up, "Listen to Little Nine, take those children back quickly for examination. We don’t know how long they’ve been detained; we don’t know if there’s any psychological impact, especially whether they’re potential spiritual power users as we suspect."

"I know all this, you don’t need to teach me!"

"Little Eight," Ji Qiutang said solemnly, "Now’s not the time to be petty."

He said this as he took a deep look at Wei Ming, then turned towards the staircase entrance. Wei Ming paused, blurting out, "Where are you going!"

Ji Qiutang didn’t turn around, only waved his hand, "I’m going to accompany Little Nine. Don’t worry, nothing will happen..."

"You don’t have spiritual power, what can you prove!" Wei Ming yelled after hearing Ji Qiutang’s words, his tone fraught with complexity.

Ji Qiutang paused, his eyes softly lowered, gazing at the long, dark staircase beneath his feet, uncertain where it led. After a while, he smiled faintly, "I can still deliver a fatal blow if needed, besides..."

He glanced sideways at Wei Ming, "Between brothers, it’s impossible to truly destroy someone’s spiritual power. As long as the spirit is intact, spiritual power will always remain. Currently, my spiritual power is in the recovery phase."

Wei Ming opened his mouth, "What..."

"I had already asked someone to tell you that your spiritual power still exists. It’s just that you no longer trust Second Brother," Ji Qiutang said with a self-mocking smile at Wei Ming’s reaction, "Silly boy, I’m not really that bad."

Ji Qiutang’s figure disappeared at the staircase entrance. Wei Ming stood there, staring blankly at the now desolate staircase entrance, unconsciously clenching his fists. If that’s the case, why did you abolish my spiritual power back then, and why did you willingly let Fourth Brother abolish yours? Was it merely due to guilt towards me and Third Brother... Second Brother!

Taking a deep breath, Wei Ming closed his eyes, and after a long while, abruptly opened them, bent down to pick up the unconscious child again, and turned to walk outside. Second Brother, this time, no matter what happens, please... protect our Little Nine.