Those words piqued Li Yang's interest.
"Let's go. We were going to see her anyway," Ning Xi said.
Following the maid, the two arrived at the Nine Cauldrons Treasure House in the center of the market district.
"Please wait a moment, honored guests. My mistress is receiving another distinguished guest."
Li Yang did not ask who that guest was. He sat in a luxurious spiritwood chair and sipped the richly fragrant Spirit Tea.
The tea was excellent, leaving its fragrance on his lips and teeth and even bringing greater clarity to his mind.
"Safe travels, both of you!"
The door next door opened.
Li Yang swept the area with his divine sense, and his relaxed, contented expression instantly turned cold.
He abruptly rose, his killing intent becoming fully tangible, like blood-red swords bursting out of his body and enveloping the entire Nine Cauldrons Treasure House.
Many customers, shopkeepers, and attendants inside went rigid, chilled to the bone. Terror filled their eyes, and though they wanted to scream, no sound came out.
"Your Excellency Qin Feng!" a woman's sharp cry rang out. "This man is Gu Luoyuan, the Demon Scion of Devil Ancestor Mountain. He practices orthodox Demonic Arts and has absolutely never slaughtered innocents. Moreover, the Dao Alliance has officially designated him a 'Demonic Envoy of the Righteous Path,' to set a standard for the demonic path, harmonize the energies of yin and yang, and promote shared prosperity throughout the Nine Provinces!"
She spoke very quickly, afraid Li Yang would simply strike and kill him.
In fact, the Heavenly Origin Dynasty's forces also included Demon Cultivators, and quite a few at that.
Li Yang had a poor attitude toward Demon Cultivators who were not evil fiends, but not to the point of immediately attacking and killing them.
His reaction was