Let me Touch your Tail

Chapter 3

Not long after Ren Qingyue left the Tianzhu Riverbank, her soul suddenly quivered, and she stopped in her tracks.

She sensed a faint, elusive demonic aura coming from the northern forest. Could it be that a powerful demon had emerged on Tianzhu Peak? Was it related to the disturbance of the Tianzhu Dragon today?

She transformed into green smoke and reappeared outside the cave.

After a heavy rain the previous day, the ground in the forest was damp, and outside the cave were scattered footprints of various beasts of different sizes.

She drew her sword and pushed aside the vines hanging at the cave entrance, her chestnut-colored pupils flashing with a green light.

The cave was heavy with residual demonic energy, and several muddy footprints were visible on the green stone floor. However, the cave was empty, and the person emitting the demonic aura had just left.

Ren Qingyue collected a trace of the demonic energy into her palm and, after a moment of examination, found it similar to the Tianzhu Dragon she had just killed but mixed with another familiar force.

At the top of Tianzhu Peak, in Yingxian Residence.

Yuan Yi sat on a cushion beside the bed, brewing tea while casually casting a divination.

He scattered six copper coins, and one of them fell a bit farther, sliding off the table and rolling to the doorway before finally settling.

"Hmm." Yuan Yi saw this and looked troubled.

He glanced at the low bed beside him, where Yan Zhao was sleeping soundly, her complexion rosy and completely unaware of the events happening outside.

Several talismans were placed around the bed, confining the clear aura emanating from her within a certain area.

"This child's divine source grows stronger each year. Within three years, the seal will break." Yuan Yi examined the divination and muttered to himself, "If the old ones in the sect find out, she'll likely face more trials... Sigh, such a hard fate. I need to find an opportunity to send her down the mountain."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes narrowed, and he used a concealment spell to hide Yan Zhao's figure.

A short distance away, the void twisted, and air currents swirled. Black mist seeped from a crack and eventually coalesced into a humanoid shadow.

Yuan Yi did not look up but picked up the copper coins from the table and put them back in his sleeve.

Only then did he turn to the figure on the opposite side of the table. "What brings you here? Given your status, it's unreasonable for you to appear at Fuyun Sect."

"Hand over the Condensed Soul Pearl." The shadow spoke in a low, seductive female voice, "You've hidden it for three hundred years."

Yuan Yi's demeanor turned serious. "I've told you before, the Condensed Soul Pearl is not in my possession."

The shadow did not believe him. "I gave you a chance. Since you refuse to tell me, don't blame me for digging up the entire Fuyun Sect!"

Yuan Yi slammed the table in anger. "My sister is already dead! Haven't you harmed her enough? Her belongings will naturally be passed down. Your obsession with this is only to ensure she can't find peace even after death!"

"Passed down?" The shadow pondered, "As far as I know, Yuan Qing only had one disciple."

"You lunatic!" Yuan Yi was furious and waved his sleeve, "Get lost!"