But!
The fact that he had not lied did not mean there were no points of suspicion. According to her past experience while walking the world, a cultivator like Wang Yu, who practiced an Unorthodox Daos cultivation method, had an extremely high probability of being the chief culprit.
This was the voice of experience, and had nothing to do with whether it was discrimination or not.
The only point Chang Xi cared about was the miserable life Wang Yu had described from the first half of his life, when he had been a Spirit Slave in the Red Kite Demon Domain. It had stirred a little sympathy in her.
Just a little. Not much.
The problems on the Black Mountain Demon Land's side were very serious. It was not only that Black Mountain Pass had been corroded and infiltrated by the Demonic Dao; many high-level figures had also secretly sneaked into the Red Kite Demon Domain to obtain certain scarce varieties rarely found in the Great Lake Spirit Domain.
There were even many Demonic Dao Secret Arts that they sought.
Most of it was for the useless descendants born to upper-level figures. To change fate in defiance of the heavens, demon cultivators were still the professionals.
And the Great Lake Spirit Domain's population of tens of billions was precisely one of the resources the Demonic Dao wanted. The two sides hit it off at once. On the surface, orthodox and demonic opposed each other, fighting their whole lives.
In truth, they interacted frequently in secret. It was not only important people; in peaceful times, there were also middle-level people, even small fry, who carried on illicit dealings with the Demonic Dao. To a Sword Cultivator like her, who hated evil as if it were her enemy, this was no different