The End of the Mist (Part One)

Li Yan recalled the message Zhao Min had left in the jade slip. For a moment, he could make no sense of it and sat there in a daze.

After a while, he pushed down the confusion in his mind and forced himself to look at the jade slip again. This time, he soon noticed something.

What Senior Sister said makes no sense to me. Either she couldn't speak openly, or she couldn't say what she meant and was hinting at it instead.

First, when had the two of them been ambushed on their journey? Zhao Min had clearly invented that story. Why? Because outsiders could not be allowed to know where they had come from.

In other words, he and Zhao Min had to hide their true identities.

From the next few lines, Li Yan gleaned two more important pieces of information. Zhao Min had become someone's disciple. But why?

It was probably connected to his rescue, though there might have been other reasons as well.

The other important clue was that this was territory occupied by the Devil Race. The sect Zhao Min had joined was also very likely a Devil Race sect.

The Profound Silver Chicken must be a kind of Magic Beast. Its meat contained demonic qi...

Li Yan thought of what Shan Yiyuan had given him to eat. He had wondered why the meat of a demon beast contained a trace of demonic qi.

Now, many of his earlier doubts could be explained.

Yesterday, his spiritual energy had yet to recover, so he had barely sensed his surroundings.

But as he gradually recovered and the spiritual power in his body grew active, he had discovered while breathing in spiritual energy that the energy here contained some demonic qi, though not much.

He had formed a