The drizzling rain gradually grew larger, and the horse carriage sped up. The sound of hooves mixed in with the falling rain on the roof created a drumming sound, which triggered Yang Lele like an hourglass in his heart.
As ti passed, the atmosphere grew increasingly heavy.
When the horse carriage stopped at the Yang Clan’s residence, this feeling exploded forth unbearably. Yun Liao who was at the side suddenly whispered.
"The sll of slaughter!"
Wen Ping glanced at Yun Liao. After seeing his heavy expression as he said these words, yet not looking wary at all, Wen Ping understood that there was nothing to feel nervous about.
However, Yang Lele was ultimately a 15-year-old youth. The words ’slaughter’ weighed very heavily in his heart. It was like the weightage of a wife and child in a man’s heart. Hence, when he heard this word, he beca extrely sensitive.
Although it was raining outside, Yang Lele still charged through the rain and entered the Yang Residence.
Wen Ping and Yun Liao also followed after.
After walking around the Yang Residence, Wen Ping saw many people gathering before a circular-shaped stone door. They were watching from afar with umbrellas.
Occasionally, there would be people whispering to each other under their umbrellas.
Upon seeing Yang Lele’s arrival, everyone hurriedly opened a path up. After that, they left in a panic.
There were no exceptions. All of these people were just servants and maids!
Just as Wen Ping and the other two moved closer, they saw so blood that hadn’t been washed away by the rain accumulated in the puddles at the side of the bluestone road. Although it was faint, one could still tell that it was fresh blood.
"Father, what happened?"
Yang Lele rushed toward the only open door in the courtyard. Before he arrived, his voice already spread there.
Hearing his son’s voice, Yang Zongxian stepped out of the courtyard and was sowhat astonished. He asked, "What are you doing here?"
However, when he saw Wen Ping and Yun Liao behind Yang Lele, he went over and respectfully welcod the two of them.
"Sect Leader Wen, Elder Yun."
Wen Ping didn’t intentionally raise his own status as the other party had treated him very generously. Hence, he asked politely, "Clan Leader Yang, what happened? Do you need our help?"
Hearing this, Yang Zongxian walked out and closed the door, as though he didn’t want Wen Ping to see the things inside. After that, he spoke in a slow and imperturbed manner.
"Nothing. It’s just that the daughter of one of my friends has fallen sick."
"She’s over there, right? I can see her."
Wen Ping noticed this small detail and pointed at the gap between the door, at a roof beam of the house.
Yang Zongxian subconsciously opened the door wider and turned his head back to glance. He then shouted with so panic, "Why did you go up there again?"
"I...hungry..."
A sowhat low-sounding young female voice drifted over, causing Wen Ping to involuntarily take a few steps forward.
He lifted his head and looked at the girl lying on the roof beam. She was just around 14 to 15 years old.
However, her appearance wasn’t like an ordinary human. Her countenance was as white as snow. Her hands were tightly wrapped around the pillar, and she would occasionally use force to tighten her grip as though she was afraid that her hands might suddenly relax.
"System, give her information." Wen Ping imdiately called out to the system ntally.
"Right."
After the system responded, a pop-up window appeared.
...
Huai Ye
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Cultivation Base: Third level of Body Refinent
(A fat snake capable of eating elephants. It can digest the elephants for three years before spitting the bones out. It is currently burdened with illnesses, and its true form consists of a black body and a green head.)
...
Like the ling fish, she also had an explanatory note.
The girl before Wen Ping’s eyes was actually a fat snake, a gigantic demon creature that could devour three elephants in a single gulp.
At this mont, a sound rang out from the back.
The sound of the footsteps was extrely quick, stepping through the puddles. It belonged to a man rushing urgently to the house while ignoring the chatting of others. After that, he shouted at the person on the roof beam, "Ye`er, quickly co down. Father is here."
"I...hungry..."
The girl was still saying the sa thing.
Wen Ping glanced at the middle-aged man that had rushed in. He looked very strange because he had so green-colored patterns on his hands and face. Wen Ping didn’t know what they were until the information given by the system alerted him.
This person before him was actually none other than the demon chef, Huai Kong!
Yang Zongxian then called out. "Brother Huai, Little Ye’s demonic nature can no longer be suppressed. She has injured five people of my Yang Residence in these three days."
"Brother Yang, I’m sorry. It seems like the amount of ti I promised you has to be shortened."
"No problem. It’s already enough that the Hundred Phoenix Inn has such a glorious day. However, what are you going to do about the demonic nature in Little Ye?"
Huai Kong shook his head. He lifted his head and glanced at the girl on the roof beams. His mood was very low as he sighed. "Let’s leave it to fate. It has been so many years. If she can only be a demon, I will let her live in the mountains. She can never step into human territory again."
"Father...I...hungry...Ye`er doesn’t want to go to the mountains. They w...will bite and hit ."
The girl on the roof beam seed to be extrely afraid of the consequences should she fail to suppress her demonic nature. She was already shivering from fear.
Huai Kong hurriedly comforted her perfunctorily, "Alright, we will listen to you. Co down first."
"No...I’m hungry...I don’t want to eat them."
"Co down first. By staying there, you will only make your demonic nature grow stronger, and you will fail to control it in the end. As long as you co down, I’ll make you whatever you want to eat. Uncle Yang has many good ingredients here."
"That’s right, Ye`er. Co down first."
Huai Kong and Yang Zongxian were very anxious. If they delayed any longer, Huai Ye would gradually lose out to her demonic nature again.
Once the demonic nature suppressed her human nature, she would feel like eating humans. Even if she was obstructed, she would still harm people.
Just like yesterday and today’s afternoon.
She had injured five people in the Yang Residence today. Luckily, the people here had discovered her in ti and the five injured people hadn’t been eaten alive by her. But as the clan leader, Yang Zongxian couldn’t afford to allow sothing like this to happen again. He had to be responsible for everyone, even for the lowly servants.
Since there was no other solution, Yang Zongxian could only turn and beg Yun Liao for help. He could only choose to get a cultivator at the thirteenth level to bring her down first.
"Elder Yun."
Yun Liao imdiately stepped forward and casually asked, "Clan Leader Yang, do you want to knock her unconscious or bring her to you conscious?"
"Conscious, I guess."
"Unconscious."
Yang Zongxian chose the forr option, while Huai Kong chose the latter option.
"Brother Huai?"
Yang Zongxian didn’t understand why Huai Kong made this decision. This was his foster daughter.
Huai Kong sighed. Evidently, it was very difficult for him to make this decision as well. "Let her have a good sleep."
Huai Ye was the dearest thing to him. She was also the only thing that was worthy of him to feel pride over in this world. Even if she only cut her skin slightly, he would feel heartache.
However, she had hard five people today. As a demonic creature that wanted to cultivate in human form, he knew the consequences of harming helpless ordinary people. The Hundred Sect Alliance would surely hunt down such demons.
"Sure."
Yun Liao nodded. Just when he was preparing to act, Wen Ping stopped him.
Yang Zongxian started and asked, "Sect Leader Wen, what do you an by this?"
Wen Ping cast a glance at the fat snake on the roof beam. After that, he spoke in a very soft voice, "Clan Leader Yang, I can suppress her demonic nature."
[1] Huai Ye, the word ’Ye’ can be translated to ’leaf’.
[2] Ye`er, the word ’er’ is an endearing term that can be used when an elder address a close junior
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