Xue Fuyao was about to find somewhere to stay for the time being when she suddenly stopped outside a restaurant. Her gaze lingered above it as she murmured, "Such dense demon qi."
"Young master."
"Go find out what's going on with this restaurant," Xue Fuyao instructed.
Although this was the border between the Human Race and the Devil Race, that did not mean there were no members of the Demon Race here. Given the relationship between humans and demons, there was absolutely no possibility of the two coexisting as they had in the Central Continent.
What was more, after that incident, the Central Continent had killed or expelled every demon within its borders.
This was the first time in all these years that the Central Continent had taken such a hard line against the Demon Race.
While waiting for news, Xue Fuyao found a random snack stall and sat down. Before long, Shadow Three returned with the information he had gathered.
"Young master, I've looked into it. That restaurant has been here for quite a few years. Not long ago, the original owner fell ill and had no choice but to leave it to his son and daughter-in-law to run."
"His son and daughter-in-law?"
"Yes. I've already observed them. There was nothing unusual about the owner's son, but as for his daughter-in-law, although her aura was very faint, I still detected fluctuations of spiritual energy."
Fluctuations of spiritual energy meant that the son's wife was a cultivator. Now that was interesting.
After all, although there were cultivators here, they were either passing through or here to temper themselves. In any case, they would not stay long. Absorbing too much spiritual energy mixed with demonic qi was hardly good for a cultivator.
By the same token, cultivators who cultivated spiritual energy