You Carry Sang Ying's Scent

The man's face looked slightly eerie in the moonlight, and the red fox, with its neck gripped, dared not make a move.

She could feel the powerful aura emanating from this person, which made her, a mere Demon Race, unable to muster the slightest thought of resistance.

"You have the scent of Sang Ying on you..." The young man quickly noticed the thing hanging around the red fox's neck. He took down the small bottle hanging on the rope, and as soon as he uncorked it, the scent of Sang Ying became even stronger.

Jiang Zhuoxue's pupils contracted slightly; he realized what was contained within. Nothing could prove her identity better than a cultivator's Spiritual Power, especially since it was imbued with the Spiritual Qi of blood and bones!

Jiang Zhuoxue sealed the bottle tightly and tucked it into her bosom. "How is she? Where is she? How did you meet her?"

The red fox, who had already been put down, didn't react for a moment, but under Jiang Zhuoxue's obvious urging gaze, she stammered and quickly said, "I... I met her in the city lord's mansion where the Devil Race now reside. At first, she couldn't speak..."

"Can't speak? Why can't she speak? Is she injured?" Jiang Zhuoxue immediately became anxious.

The red fox, who was initially a little scared, could now see that the young man in front of her probably cared a lot about the female cultivator she had made a deal with. Given their relationship, the young man wouldn't make things too difficult for her.

Thinking this, the red fox relaxed a bit, her initial fear and tension lessening. "Don't worry, she's doing alright now. It's just that the Demon Lord keeps her locked up and won't let her leave. Don't ask me about these things now; I didn't escape this time just to tell you these things."

Red Fox steadied herself. She and Sang Ying had gone to great lengths to complete their escape plan, and there was no guarantee that Sang Ying wouldn't be discovered. She had seen it firsthand; that Demon Lord was a cruel man. Even though he seemed to be treating Sang Ying well now, if Sang Ying angered him, she probably wouldn't have a good ending.

Reminded by the red fox, Jiang Zhuoxue calmed down.

He had long suspected that the person who had been switched was not the real Sang Ying, but he was worried that if he alerted the Devil Race, it would be detrimental to Sang Ying. So for many days he had kept quiet, secretly guiding Elder Yanhua and the others not to tell the imposter any important information.

Jiang Zhuoxue thought for a moment, then said to the red fox, "I'll take you in, but you can't appear in front of anyone else yet. But don't worry, once I've dealt with the imposter, you can go see Sang Ying's parents and master."

"She also has a master?" the red fox asked instinctively.

Jiang Zhuoxue frowned. "What do you mean by this?"

The red fox was intimidated by his imposing aura again, and shrank back, whispering, "Because that Demon Lord also said he was Sang Ying's master."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhuoxue couldn't help but scoff, "It seems that the Demon Lord really is as mad as the legends say."

Although he didn't understand why Fusheng had taken Sang Ying as his disciple, he knew without a doubt that it wasn't a good thing. He had kept Sang Ying under his control for so long without letting out a single word, which made Jiang Zhuoxue even more wary.

Shaking off those jumbled thoughts, Jiang Zhuoxue reached out and picked up the red fox. "Let's go, I'll take you inside."

The red fox shifted slightly; she was very uncomfortable being carried like this, but due to Jiang Zhuoxue's terrifying aura, she swallowed her protest.

On Settled Frost Peak, Wen Miaoshu on array formations in her hands. She was going to give these to Hai Tingzhou later.

She had never taken on any apprentices before; this new apprentice was specially chosen for her by her daughter. Fortunately, Hai Tingzhou was indeed talented and extremely diligent.

Even just looking at the notes left by Wen Miaoshu, he has grown into the person he is today. This makes Wen Miaoshu very satisfied.

With a loving dao companion, a well-behaved and intelligent daughter, and an outstanding disciple, Wen Miaoshu should have been the happiest person in the entire Flowing Light Sword Sect. However, on the contrary, Wen Miaoshu has been frowning these days.

"Sigh." She sighed again, and her hands stopped moving.

She was seen in this state by Qi Yaoji, who was approaching the door, and Qi Yaoji deliberately moved closer to her.

These days she has successfully infiltrated the Flowing Light Sword Sect, but contrary to her expectations, the elders and disciples of the Flowing Light Sword Sect not only did not become close to her, but they also refused to reveal any important matters to her.

Previously, Fusheng had secretly sent a message urging her to hurry up, but Qi Yaoji didn't find anything and naturally couldn't give him the information he wanted.

Fusheng seemed quite dissatisfied with this and gave her an ultimatum, demanding that she find out what the Flowing Light Sword Sect and the Myriad Phenomena Sect were plotting within ten days. This was because their people hidden in the Myriad Phenomena Sect had sent back a message saying that the Flowing Light Sword Sect had found a way to restrain their Devil Race.

However, the Flowing Light Sword Sect kept this method very well hidden, and Fusheng's men went to great lengths but failed to find out the news.

Qi Yaoji had no choice but to accept the task and then try her best to get along with the people in the Flowing Light Sword Sect. The easiest person to target was Wen Miaoshu, who was standing in front of her.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and the smile on her face seemed even more genuine, "Mother, what are you busy with so late?"

Wen Miaoshu, seemingly casually avoiding Qi Yaoji's outstretched hand that reached out to hug her arm, said, "Tingzhou's cultivation is about to break through, and I was just thinking of organizing my old array manuals to give to him."

"Mother is so good to Hai Tingzhou, willing to give him such a precious array manual. I've never seen Mother give me anything so good," Qi Yaoji said half-jokingly.

Upon hearing her words, Wen Miaoshu's already pale face turned even paler. "Didn't I teach you all these formations? I even compiled a booklet for you to learn them from there."

She looked straight at her, Qi Yaoji's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm on the surface. "It's just that I'm a little jealous because you're so good to him, Mother."

The explanation was reasonable, but Wen Miaoshu refused to believe it. She knew her daughter all too well; she wouldn't whine or act cute over such trivial matters—that wasn't something she would do.

Wen Miaoshu closed her eyes, forcing herself to calm down. "Speaking of which, these things are not as useful as the booklet I gave you before. Now that you have formed your Nascent Soul, you probably won't need that booklet for a while. Why don't you lend it to Tingzhou for a period of time?"

Qi Yaoji's expression remained unchanged. "Alright, but I don't know where I put the booklet. Perhaps I should go back and look for it before giving it to Hai Tingzhou."

Wen Miaoshu did not refuse and immediately nodded to let her leave.

But once Qi Yaoji's impatient figure had completely disappeared, Wen Miaoshu finally shed tears. She was now absolutely certain that the person in front of her was not her daughter.

So where is her daughter?

Before the grief could fully engulf her, the communication talisman at her waist suddenly lit up. Wen Miaoshu picked it up and saw that it was a message from Jiang Zhuoxue.

Wen Miaoshu looked at the words above and finally made a decision.