But strangely, ever since Purple Pupil had said the scent had vanished, it had never appeared again.
Xue Fuyao did not leave Anyang City immediately. Instead, she found an inn and settled in.
This place was close to Pure Heart Temple, and Pure Heart Temple was her target this time.
According to the intelligence the Gu Butterfly had gathered, Pure Heart Temple was responsible for liaising with the Devil Race within the Buddhist Sect. Half its monks were members of the Devil Race, and a small portion belonged to the Demon Race.
When Xue Fuyao had learned this, her jaw had nearly dropped in shock. How was that a temple? It was practically a den of devils.
However, two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators guarded Pure Heart Temple. If she wanted to act against them, a head-on clash was absolutely out of the question. Of course, Xue Fuyao had never intended to do that anyway. After all, she was alone. All she needed to do was muddy the waters.
That was not difficult for her.
Xue Fuyao pondered her next steps, utterly unaware that someone had already set their sights on her.
On the inn's first floor, an ordinary-looking boy watched Xue Fuyao's retreating figure disappear up the stairs and said to a gray rat on his shoulder, "She's wearing a veiled hat, but you can tell from her figure and bearing that she must come from a good background. She's bound to have plenty of pills and treasures on her."
"Understood. I'll handle the scouting," the rat on the boy's shoulder said, flicking its long pink tail.
With that, the rat quickly leaped off the boy's shoulder. After landing, it headed toward the stairs while keeping out of sight of the other people in the inn.
Seeing this, the boy