"What’s going on? Why is your arm covered in these butterfly marks?"
Wu Zetian asked.
The young girl seed a bit nervous, afraid that Yang Tian and the others might know what it was, she quickly pulled down her sleeve.
Yang Tian glanced at the nervous young girl, using his Divine Sense to probe her body, clearly feeling a mutated Demon Breath.
It seems it’s just like Lan Hui said.
This young girl entered the Human Realm, infected by the unique Spiritual Breath here, the Demon Breath within her has already mutated.
Moreover, the young girl looked pale, seemingly unable to hold on for much longer.
But the young girl seed very afraid of others knowing she’s in a mutated state, nervously shrinking back.
"Don’t be afraid, we promised you we’d provide safety guarantees." Wu Zetian quickly comforted: "Tell us about the situation inside your body. Maybe we can help solve it."
"There’s no solution. This is a racial mutation. I was originally a Butterfly Demon. After entering the Human Realm, infected by the Spiritual Breath here, I will soon be separated from the Butterfly Race, becoming an outcast."
The young girl looked pale, but her eyes were filled with despair.
As if in her heart, everything was in vain.
Yang Tian frowned, clearly sensing the young girl’s depression, it seed the young girl didn’t want treatnt either.
Yang Tian shook his head: "Since she herself doesn’t want treatnt anymore, we have no obligation to help her."
"No, she’s so cute." Wu Zetian, displaying her loving nature, hugged the young girl and softly said: "Tell your big sister, is there any way to prevent the spread of mutated Spiritual Breath in your body? Big sister will definitely find a way for you!"
Perhaps sensing Wu Zetian’s kindness, the young girl bowed her head, thought for a mont, and said: "There’s only one way, but this thod is hard to achieve."
"What thod? Tell us, let hear it."
Wu Zetian quickly asked.
"It’s to ask the Palace Master for help! The Palace Master is our Butterfly Demon’s leader, she holds absolute power over our life and death, she can kill us with just a thought; similarly, if we appear injured or die, as long as she sacrifices so of her Demon Breath, she can bring us back to life." The young girl said this, shaking her head: "But for hundreds of years, the Palace Master has never intervened in any of our people’s injuries or deaths because her Demon Breath is extrely precious."
Upon hearing this, Yang Tian smirked coldly: "How ridiculous for a Demoness to call herself noble!"
"The Palace Master is our everything, representing our supre belief, no one can defa her!"
The young girl looked at Yang Tian, sowhat displeased.
"You’ve just been infected a little, and your people want to condemn you to death. Even if you’re dying, your so-called Palace Master won’t step in to save you; such a Butterfly Race, are you still willing to defend it everywhere? Ridiculous!"
Yang Tian shook his head.
The young girl beca anxious, but after a long ti, didn’t know how to refute Yang Tian.
Only Wu Zetian beside her glared at Yang Tian, signalling him not to speak recklessly, she seriously said to the young girl: "Rest assured, we’ll help you!"
"Master, don’t ddle in matters anymore, you clearly know Chen Xiaoli, the Demoness."
Yang Tian said faintly.
"Yang Tian, are you suggesting we just watch her die?"
Wu Zetian looked up tightly at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian glanced at the young girl.
But the young girl was a bit stubborn: "My life or death, I don’t need your pity, just let go, if I die, I’ll die outside."
"You want to die outside? That’s difficult, you’re now an outcast of the Butterfly Race, everyone wants to kill you."
Yang Tian said faintly.
The young girl’s face turned pale, lowering her head.
Her eyes were filled with despair and depression.
"You haven’t been abandoned, at least you have the two of us!" Wu Zetian quickly embraced the young girl: "We’ll be your family now!"
Yang Tian frowned.
But seeing the young girl cheerfully smile, he remained silent.
"Thank you, big sister!"
The young girl said sincerely.
Wu Zetian pinched the young girl’s cute little cheek: "Now that you’re calling big sister, I must treat you well."
After speaking, Wu Zetian looked toward Yang Tian: "Yang Tian, you must co up with a thod, I don’t want her to transform!"
"Fine, fine!"
Yang Tian was also quite helpless.
After all, Wu Zetian was his master.
He had no choice but to act according to Wu Zetian’s wishes.
But asking Chen Xiaoli to personally save this young girl was undeniably like reaching for the heavens. After all, Yang Tian had a prior enmity with Chen Xiaoli, and she is intent on obtaining the Holy Pearl; unless Yang Tian trades the Holy Pearl for it.
Yang Tian shook his head: "This will take ti, she won’t erupt imdiately."
The young girl lowered her head, sincerely saying: "You honestly don’t have to bother with , I don’t have much hope of surviving, but I still want to thank you, big sister, big brother..."
"Yang Tian, we must help her, no matter what!"
Wu Zetian spoke to Yang Tian in a commanding tone.
Yang Tian nodded, not saying anything further.
anwhile, the young girl glanced up at Yang Tian and suddenly said: "You’ve sneaked in here to learn about our Butterfly Demon’s Demon Technique, Demon Arts, and Demonic Techniques?"
"That’s right."
Yang Tian looked towards the young girl.
"In that case, I can take you to the Scripture Pavilion, it contains all our Butterfly Race’s cultivation books!"
The young girl stood up.
Yang Tian’s eyes lit up. If he could obtain the Butterfly Demon’s cultivation books, he could quickly understand the Butterfly Demons and achieve knowing the enemy and oneself, undefeated in a hundred battles.
After all, he ca here contemplating how to drive the Butterfly Demon out of the Human Realm.
"Co with ."
The young girl said and walked outside.
Yang Tian used Divine Breath, transford into a young girl, using the sa thod to turn Wu Zetian into Zihu Wu.
Then, the two followed the young girl, walked out of the hall, towards the back mountain of the palace, where there was an entrance leading to an underground cavern.
At this mont, the entire Blue Butterfly Palace, all the Butterfly Race went out searching for the young girl, so Yang Tian and the others headed towards the cavern in the back mountain smoothly. Soon, the three descended along the stone stairs into the cavern below, finding a Spirit Gate in front.
The Spirit Gate emanated waves of blue light, looking very mysterious.
"Inside is our Butterfly Race’s Scripture Pavilion, but without the Palace Master’s approval, no one can enter."
The young girl said.
Yang Tian nodded, using his Divine Sense to probe the Spirit Gate before stepping forward, placing the Holy Pearl onto the door.
Bang!
A sound was heard, and the door slowly opened to both sides...
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