"The demonic aura on you is rather strange."
Jiang Ping'an soon discovered that, protected by the demonic aura, Yan Xiezhi had actually survived his attempt to kill him. More precisely, when he struck to kill Yan Xiezhi, the demonic aura that had been tormenting the man had instead begun protecting him.
Jiang Ping'an was a Divine Physician himself. A brief examination revealed something:
"Someone wants to turn you into a half-demon, then into a true demon. The Demon Race has actually mastered such an ability?"
Jiang Ping'an's expression grew somewhat grave.
According to the tales about demons he had heard before, they were all brainless brutes, which was why the monks of Spirit Mountain kept them so thoroughly in check. If demons stopped relying on brute force and started studying military strategy, they really would become rather difficult to handle.
Jiang Ping'an was not Jiang Buping. As an ordinary human, he possessed no such great love that transcended racial boundaries.
To him, what was happening to Yan Xiezhi was extremely serious.
Meanwhile, the dying Yan Xiezhi looked at Jiang Ping'an with nothing but terror.
"Jiang Ping'an? You're Jiang Ping'an?"
"You do know a thing or two."
"You're Jiang Ping'an. How dare you touch me?" Yan Xiezhi was both shocked and furious. "His Majesty wronged you, but my sister never did, did she? And this is how you treat me?"
Jiang Ping'an narrowed his eyes. "I've always acknowledged what I owe the Heavenly Queen, so I'm willing to work for her. As for you, do you count as one of her people?"
"Of course I do. I'm her biological elder brother."
Jiang Ping'an chuckled. "Her biological elder brother, really?"
Yan Xiezhi suddenly fell silent.
"To tell you the truth, before coming to Miao Prefecture, I asked the Heavenly Queen how far