Wang Ziyu tucked away his astonishment and nodded.
"The Living Soil Lineage has always acted rather mysteriously and rarely interacted with other Dao lineages... Such rumors do indeed exist outside."
"However, the fact that demons and fiends fill their mountain gate is absolutely true."
"Oh~~~~"
Hearing those confirming words,
Jiang Yuechu silently lowered her eyes.
She lifted the teacup from the table and took a light sip.
Beneath the cover of her wide sleeves,
she forcibly suppressed the smile at the corner of her lips that had nearly broken free.
Wang Ziyu looked at the black-clad girl across from him.
Though she appeared utterly composed on the surface, he could not shake the feeling that something was off.
He could not help frowning. "Why do I feel like you're a little excited?"
Jiang Yuechu's movements paused slightly.
She gently set the teacup back on the stone table, her expression unchanged.
"You saw wrong... I was just asking."
Wang Ziyu eyed her suspiciously for a long while. Finding not the slightest flaw on her exquisitely beautiful face, he finally withdrew his gaze helplessly. "That place is special, anyway. Because of the Living Soil Lineage, the Demon Race throughout the area surrounding the You Mountain Range has banded together for warmth, their branches and breath linked as one."
"When you get there, just treat them as ordinary cultivators. Do not stir up trouble carelessly. They value bloodlines and clans above all else there. Hit the young, and the old will come; kill the old, and an entire clan will emerge. That happens all the time."
The implication was clear: she could fight.
But even so, she should not go looking for trouble on someone else's turf.
Most importantly, their purpose was Heart Material.
Jiang Yuechu raised her eyes, her little face expressionless.