She sighed softly, her gaze sweeping over the Little Beasts before she slowly walked towards the coffin, her footsteps exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

As she walked, she murmured, "If you won't tell me, then I'll have to find out myself."

Her steps were light, yet they seemed to carry immense weight, each one landing on the taut heartstrings of the Little Beasts.

The Little Beasts hovered in mid-air, holding their breath, the air as thick as lead.

Sijingjing and Siyingying's bodies were slightly stiff, their large eyes fixed on Da Bai Tu's moving figure, their pupils filled with unconcealable tension and struggle.

Tuniuni and Tushasha anxiously pawed at the debris on the ground.

Mijingjing and Milingling hid in the pile of sundries, revealing only two pairs of darting eyes, unblinkingly following Da Bai Tu as she approached the coffin.

The other Little Beasts also stood rigid, their breathing seemingly halted.

Da Bai Tu stopped in front of the coffin, just a step away from the White Phoenix Beast wrapped around the thirteen-barred Mutant' arm.

Zuo Feng had entrusted these two Mutant to Da Bai Tu and the two other women, so they were extremely attentive to them; even the slightest abnormality would be noticed.

When Da Bai Tu's gaze once again fell upon the Mutant inside the coffin, her pupils suddenly constricted, and her body froze; she instantly realized something was wrong—a section of the sleeve on the Mutant' arm, originally wrapped by the White Phoenix Beast, was completely torn!

One must know that previously, when Mijingjing fed it a seven-line zombie crystal, it only produced a barely noticeable crack, and now, a small section of the sleeve was actually shattered! How much force would that require?

Noticing Yun Qianqian's abnormality, Shui Rou and Yue Jiaxue also came to the coffin, their gazes fixed on the torn sleeve, their expressions gradually becoming solemn.

The clothing was the seal, and now a small section of the sleeve was shattered, which meant the seal had begun to loosen.

And the culprits must be this group of Little Beasts.

The edges of the torn sleeve were jagged, as if violently ripped open from the inside by a powerful force.

The remaining fabric fibers trembled slightly, and a subtle yet unsettling residual energy fluctuation lingered in the air, completely at odds with the chaotic aura permeating the room.

This was by no means natural wear and tear, nor could it be the result of the Little Beasts' "house-wrecking" performance just now.

"Heh..." A very soft, yet bone-chilling sneer escaped her lips, breaking the silence.

She slowly withdrew her hand, her fingertips seemingly still retaining that cold, eerie sensation.

She didn't immediately question the Little Beasts but turned around, her gaze like ice-cold blades, slowly and precisely sweeping over each stiff Little Beast, finally landing heavily on Sijingjing and Siyingying.

That gaze was heavy, carrying the absolute suppression before a storm.

"Good, very good."

Her voice was even lower than before, almost squeezed through her teeth, each word carrying a thousand pounds of weight as it fell into the air, "Wrecking the house? Acting? Panicking? Hmm?"

She took a step forward, her high heel crushing a piece of wood, emitting a harsh "crunch" that made several Little Beasts tremble violently.

"Using such clumsy methods to cover this up?"

She suddenly raised her hand, pointing at the torn sleeve in the coffin, her fingertips trembling slightly from suppressed anger,

"Do you take me for blind? Or for stupid? Can these cracks on the seal be covered up by you scattering a few wood chips and knocking over a few tables?!"

Her voice suddenly rose, carrying thunderous anger that made the entire room hum.

The Little Beasts huddled even closer, wishing they could burrow into the ground; even Sijingjing and Siyingying involuntarily floated backward, their two large eyes, usually filled with a hint of cleverness and cunning, now held only pure terror. It was too terrifying, it scared them to death, this woman was so scary!

Tuniuni and Tushasha's digging paws froze, and Mijingjing and Milingling completely retreated into the pile of sundries, leaving only two pairs of eyes blinking in fear.

"Who did it?"

Da Bai Tu's voice suddenly dropped again, becoming utterly cold, like a wind blowing from an icy hell,

"Or rather, which 'it' did it? Hmm? Has the thing in that coffin already... moved?"

The air seemed to completely solidify, with only the faint, uncontrollable trembling of the Little Beasts.

Their large eyes darted at each other, conveying a message of despair—they were completely exposed.

Sijingjing's antennae moved slightly, as if wanting to make a sound, but under Da Bai Tu's soul-freezing gaze, it ultimately just flinched, swallowing all its excuses and evasions.

Da Bai Tu, of course, wasn't truly angry; she was acting. She knew very well that these Little Beasts couldn't harm them, and since they dared to do this, there must be a reason behind it.

However, these little guys had done such a big thing behind their backs and even tried to hide it; they definitely couldn't be let off easily. Moreover, she wanted to find out how these little guys managed to make a section of the sealed clothing's sleeve directly shatter.

While feeding zombie crystals could break the seal, the amount needed was terrifying. Da Bai Tu had a rough idea of how many zombie crystals the Little Beasts had secretly stored; even if they contributed all of them, it wouldn't be enough to shake a corner of the sealed clothing, let alone a section of a sleeve.

She narrowed her eyes, her gaze like a knife sweeping over the trembling Little Beasts, "You really think I don't know anything, do you?"

Da Bai Tu slowly turned around. She wanted to verify something. The Little Beasts' house-wrecking behavior was clearly meant to cover up some truth, but what truth needed to be hidden by wrecking the house?

It must be that before the Little Beasts wrecked the house, the room was already in disarray, coupled with the abnormal energy fluctuations in the Laboratory earlier—this indicated that those energy fluctuations caused the room to be messy, and in order to cover up this fact, they deliberately created a "false impression" that seemed like their mischief—which meant that those energy fluctuations were either caused by the seal loosening, or the entity within the seal had already awakened, or even... partially broken free.

Da Bai Tu's lips curved into a playful smile. These little guys, you dare to play tricks in front of me with your little schemes?

Truly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.

She gently patted the edge of the coffin and whispered into it:

"Little guy, stop pretending, you've been exposed..."

She only said this to probe.

But the moment her words fell, Mijingjing and Milingling suddenly darted out from the sundries, emitting urgent chirps, as if reminding the White Phoenix Beast in the coffin not to be exposed.

Unfortunately, their reminder was still a step too late—the White Phoenix Beast inside the coffin slowly opened its eyes the instant Da Bai Tu's words finished, its snow-white pupils still filled with deep confusion. It had clearly disguised itself so well, so why was it still discovered? What exactly went wrong?

But upon hearing Mijingjing and Milingling's reminder, a hint of panic flashed in the White Phoenix Beast's pupils. It instinctively closed its eyes again, continuing to feign sleep.

Da Bai Tu's smile deepened, looking at Mijingjing and Milingling with a half-smile, her eyes containing a hint of playfulness and triumph, "You two little guys, it seems you were quite involved in this matter."

Upon seeing Da Bai Tu's smile, Mijingjing and Milingling instantly struck a pose of sighing with a hand on their forehead. They knew that this little trick had been completely exposed.

They truly feared not a god-like opponent, but pig-like teammates. They couldn't help but inwardly complain about the White Phoenix Beast. They had clearly agreed to feign sleep to the end, but it was tricked into revealing itself with just one sentence. It was truly disappointing.

Mijingjing and Milingling exchanged glances, their faces full of helplessness and vexation. They knew this plan had completely failed, while the White Phoenix Beast still kept its eyes closed, as if truly asleep, but its slightly trembling eyelids betrayed its inner unease.