Got it.
New doubts surfaced in Jiang Yuechu's eyes. "So why are you telling me all this?"
The other party knew so much... How could she not guess who she was?
There was an eighty percent chance that this old woman was the Chief Seat of the Living Soil Lineage.
But as a Chief Seat of one of the Twenty-Five Lineages, the old woman ought to be hoping someone would unfurl the painting so she could escape to Cloud Dream Haven.
Why would she be so kind as to tell Jiang Yuechu all this?
At her question, the old woman's white-haired head swayed gently. Her withered lips parted. "You little girl, you're bloodthirsty, but you've got a clear head... Still, you should know that among the Twenty-Five Lineages of the Eastern Territory, only my Living Soil Lineage is so utterly unlike the rest."
"From the elders down to the disciples of the Dao lineage, eight or nine out of ten in the Living Soil Lineage are demons. There's a rumor that the Chief Seat of the Living Soil Lineage is a demon too... Have you heard that?"
Jiang Yuechu nodded.
Of course.
She was playing the role of a Demon Emperor herself.
Even if she hadn't heard the rumor,
she'd experienced it firsthand.
The old woman looked straight at Jiang Yuechu. "There's nothing particularly strange about it. But since you asked, I'll say a little more... Even in Cloud Dream Haven, where there are nine great human Dao Sects, demons are ultimately supreme, with the Cloud Dream Palace at their head."
"To tell you the truth, I came from the Cloud Dream Palace... But years ago, while adventuring abroad, I stumbled into this place by chance. I've been trapped in this incomplete painting ever since, unable to escape."
"That old