Only at this moment did a muffled voice slowly emerge from behind the door, "The No-Life Tripod… cannot be brought back..."
"Cannot be brought back?" A hint of mockery laced the tones of the bird demon, "The court sent people searching for you, and the sect is also trying to hunt you down. If it weren't for our past ties, I would have handed you over long ago—it wouldn't get me riches, but at least it would guarantee me safety."
"Safety? Nothing guarantees anything anymore…"
"Shut up! You wretched thing. I must have such unlucky blood running through me to be caught up with your White Lotus Sect, and worse—to be tied to your betrayal." The bird demon spat, then continued, "After today, I'll have no choice but to drive you away."
"…Alright, I understand." The tone from inside the door was calm, as if long resigned to fate.
The bird demon seemed disinterested, resting her fingertips on the door frame, and asked, "Vacuum Home… does it truly exist?"
