There were always certain people who liked doing things too vile for snakes to see.
The world had originally been quite peaceful. Birds and beasts either grazed or hunted, living at ease. Even after becoming demon beasts, they merely marked their territories with urine and scent—if you did not enter, they would not attack. They spent their days eating, sleeping, waking, and eating again. Killing was only for filling their bellies; they would never stir up any large-scale death.
But what the human race feared most was having nothing to do and being too peaceful. They always had to make trouble.
By observing the auras, Bai Yujun sensed an evil presence emanating from this little Demonic Cultivator nest. But... it seemed there were not only Demonic Cultivators inside, but orthodox cultivators as well.
Like a ghost, she used the shadows to search and quickly tailed a Qi Refining Stage Demonic Cultivator. He carried a bucket of coarse grain cakes and a bucket of water toward a house, while Bai Yujun followed like a shadow, nearly pressed against his back...
Two Qi Refining Stage cultivators stood guard at the door.
"Bringing food and water to the tributes."
The two cultivators looked at the Demonic Cultivator carrying the buckets, nodded, and opened the door.
Creak~
For no reason at all, the three of them felt a faint breeze pass by. They looked around but found nothing unusual and dismissed it as coincidence. The Demonic Cultivator carrying the buckets turned into an inner bedroom and entered an underground passage.
Stone steps led downward inside the passage, where the weak glow of candles barely illuminated the stairs.
Bai Yujun suddenly felt that she could learn how to become an outstanding assassin. A snake's naturally supple body, light and silent movements, explosive bursts of speed