114: Chapter 114 Interrogation

She stood barefoot upon the Void Realm.

Around each of her ankles was a golden anklet.

Small bells hung from the anklets, swaying slightly and occasionally letting out a crisp chime.

From just now until this moment, that person hadn't moved at all.

She hadn't even turned her head.

It was as if she didn't care about Black Demon's strike at all.

Black Demon's heart tightened.

This person's Realm was likely not below his, and might even far surpass it.

He cupped his hands, adopting a very low posture:

“I am Black Demon, an Elder of the Blood Fiend Sect. I did not know Fellow Daoist was here... What business do you have?”

As the words fell.

That person finally moved.

She slowly turned around, her face coming into Black Demon's view.

She truly was a beauty of peerless appearance.

This immediately made Black Demon remember who the person before him was.

Those pale golden eyes looked over, her brow furrowing slightly as if she hadn't expected to encounter him here.

Black Demon was stunned for a moment, then he let out a sigh of relief.

“So it is Fellow Daoist White, it has been a long time.”

His tone carried the pleasantries of an acquaintance.

He recognized this beauty.

White Fox Jiu.

She was once a member of the Demonic Path Alliance.

Though they hadn't met many times, her face was familiar.

Later, he heard she had some involvement with the Immortal Path Alliance... in short, she was a troublesome person.

Black Demon relaxed, and his tone became a bit more casual.

“Isn't Fellow Daoist White in the Southern Region? Why have you come to the Central Province?”

White Fox Jiu looked at him and spoke:

“You old ghost, you actually haven't died yet.”

The Central Province was the starting point of the Immortal Martial Demon Suppression; most Demonic Cultivators within the region had either died or fled. Since arriving in the Central Province, White Fox Jiu had seen almost no other Demonic Cultivators besides Black Demon.

So it was no wonder she was surprised that Black Demon could still live this long.

Black Demon gave a sycophantic smile: “I cannot compare to Fellow Daoist, who was able to cling to those big shots of the Immortal Path Alliance.”

This sentence carried a hint of mockery.

Back then, when the Demonic Path Cultivators were defeated like a collapsing mountain, White Fox Jiu immediately relied on her Yao Race status to defect to the Immortal Path Alliance.

She could be called a complete fence-sitter.

Black Demon's impression of her wasn't very good.

White Fox Jiu did not respond.

She looked around, taking in the surrounding scenery.

Her eyes occasionally swept over him, then quickly moved away, as if she were looking for something.

Black Demon felt a murmur in his heart.

What was she looking for?

“Fellow Daoist,” he spoke tentatively, “Are you looking for something? Perhaps I can help.”

White Fox Jiu did not answer.

She just stared at the county town below for a long time.

Then she frowned.

She murmured to herself, as if asking herself:

“Why is it gone?”

Black Demon was stunned.

What was gone?

White Fox Jiu's gaze was still scanning, from the east of the city to the west, from the south to the north.

Her brow furrowed tighter and tighter, and her expression grew colder and colder.

Why can't I sense it?

White Fox Jiu stood suspended in the air, her long hair blown by the wind, the golden anklets swaying slightly.

Black clouds churned.

The red light faded away.

The eight small banners surrounding Black Demon were still slowly rotating.

But White Fox Jiu stood there, as if she had forgotten there was another person nearby, forgotten there was a grand formation taking shape, only staring at the city beneath her feet, looking over and over again.

“Where on earth is it?”

Her voice was a bit urgent, even carrying some anxiety.

It was as if the ice held in her palms was about to melt completely, yet she hadn't had the chance to cup it and take a drink.

She sniffed again.

The scent could only be smelled up to here, indicating that Dao Xun had once stayed in this city.

But, why couldn't she find him?

White Fox Jiu was still trying, but finding this place was already her limit.

If she couldn't find Dao Xun this time, the chances of finding him in the future would be even more slim.

Not far away, Black Demon was getting a bit impatient, but he didn't dare to show it.

The price of provoking a powerhouse was usually very painful.

He didn't dare to speak up to drive her away.

Black Demon said euphemistically, “Is Fellow Daoist looking for someone?”

Two brilliant golden eyes turned toward him.

White Fox Jiu's eyes flared with golden light, “Shut up!”

She hated it most when someone was noisy in her ear when she was feeling frustrated.

The black mist under Black Demon's hood shrank back.

The field was silent and soundless.

But Black Demon was also very anxious; he couldn't fail the mission given by the Sect Master.

Of all times, it had to be now.

Black Demon sighed, thinking he could only give up and destroy this small city another day.

He turned around.

A figure suddenly flashed in front of him, and a kick directly blasted apart more than half of his body.

Accompanied by a pleasant sound of bells.

Black Demon reappeared further away as thick smoke.

The blasted parts were being repaired by black mist.

Black Demon had a face full of disbelief.

He looked at White Fox Jiu and said in extreme rage, “Fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of this?”

White Fox Jiu withdrew her leg, “Your breathing is annoying me.”

“You...”

Black Demon was suddenly speechless, his chest full of curses eventually weakening into four words.

“Simply beyond reason.”

He dropped those words and prepared to leave this place.

He couldn't win a fight, and he had taken that kick for no reason; Black Demon could only consider himself unlucky.

He had long heard that White Fox Jiu was consistently unreasonable, and today he had truly witnessed it.

Black Demon didn't want to get entangled.

If he delayed any longer, the people from the Demon Suppression Division would arrive.

It would only be more troublesome then.

Stowing away the eight treasure banners, he tore open a spatial rift and prepared to find a place to return to the sect first.

Only, that familiar sound of bells rang out again.

Again?

Black Demon was already on guard and deployed a defensive Magic Treasure.

A small yellow bell covered him.

But under White Fox Jiu's foot, it was as fragile as thin paper.

Before absolute crushing strength, all methods appeared pale and weak.

White Fox Jiu grabbed Black Demon by the neck.

“Speak, why did you choose this city?”

Being held in her hand, Black Demon finally sensed that this White Fox Jiu had actually already advanced to the Dongxu Realm.

His tone was somewhat fearful as his two hands grabbed the other's wrist, “I just wanted to refine some Blood Qi Pills and happened to be passing by this city.”

The force in White Fox Jiu's hand increased, “You had better tell the truth.”