The Chu Prefecture City was sealed as people began to search for the Desolate race spy from house to house.
A few hundred Desolate Mirror Stones were distributed. The Shen Tu family clan and the Chu royal residence were searching, but after a few days, not a single Desolate race member was found.
Some people suspected that Shen Tu Nantian was being overly sensitive.
"If I say there is, then there is! My senses can't be wrong. I have previously seen a pure-blooded Desolate race member, and I have consumed a pure-blooded Desolate race member's blood pill. I have a vague sense of the Desolate race's existence. Now, I have already sensed it, so there must be a Desolate race member lurking here. Continue investigating! "
Shen Tu Nantian was extremely confident in his judgment. The Desolate Mirror Stone was not omnipotent. When the Desolate race reached a certain realm, they would know how to hide their aura. As such, it was not strange that the Desolate Mirror Stone could not detect them.
And the stronger the Desolate race member, the purer their bloodline was, the more valuable they were.
This time, the Shen Tu family clan had sent several top experts. They were not afraid of the Desolate race's strength, but they were afraid of their bloodline being impure.
"Let me … take the blood of a high-ranking Desolate race member and use it to refine pills. I will use their corpses to pay tribute to the clansmen who died years ago."
Shen Tu Nantian gently touched his interspatial ring as a cold beam flashed in his eyes. He had made it his life's ambition to slaughter the Desolate race. As long as he killed the Desolate race, then the desolate beasts would not form a super beast horde, and there would be nothing to fear.
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"Using the Desolate race's blood to refine pills …" In a small yard in the Chu royal residence, Yi Yun sat on a bench. He watched as leaves fell from a hundred year old tree.
This looked like the yard that the Chu royal residence's womenfolk used to live in. There was even a swing in the yard, but it was unknown where the womenfolk went. Now, it was given to Yi Yun and Jiang Xiaorou to live in.
Now, there were many people in the Chu Prefecture City. Although the Chu royal residence was large, it was almost full. It was not easy for someone like Yi Yun to be given a house to himself.
"Are you against using the Desolate race's blood to refine pills?" Chu Xiaoran sat opposite Yi Yun. These days, against the beast horde, Chu Xiaoran would occasionally chat with Yi Yun to relieve her stress.
She did not have many friends in the Tai Ah Divine City. Qiuniu was one, and Yi Yun was the second.
"More or less. Members of the Desolate race really look like humans. Using the blood of the Desolate race to refine pills doesn't feel comfortable …"
Yi Yun deliberated over his words. Although Shen Tu Nantian had said that he could not treat the Desolate race as humans, and that they were to be treated as a type of desolate beast, Shen Tu Nantian had said that he could not treat the Desolate race as humans.
Chu Xiaoran said, "The Desolate race is cruel. They have killed countless people. That Shepherd Boy might look like a boy next door, but he is extremely cruel deep down in his bones. The ancients speak of an irreconcilable feud, describing it as' wishing to eat his flesh and drink his blood ', so I think it's nothing much."
What Chu Xiaoran said was not without reason. Yi Yun recalled a poem from his previous life, "Aspiring to feast on the meat of the barbarians, laughing while thirsting for the blood of the Xiongnu". Now, Shen Tu Nantian's hatred for the Desolate race was probably about the same as the famous general Yue Fei …
"Right, you have to be careful of Yang Yuefeng and Yang Dingkun. They have also returned to the Chu royal residence. The Chu royal residence is their territory." Chu Xiaoran suddenly recalled the feud between Yi Yun and the Chu royal residence disciples.
"En … I know, I will be careful."
In the Tai Ah Divine City, due to the Divine City's rules, Yi Yun could not do anything to Yang Yuefeng and company despite their feud.
But in the Chu royal residence, Yi Yun had to be wary.
Fortunately, be it Yang Dingkun or Yang Yuefeng, they were just juniors in the Chu royal residence. They could not use their own wishes to influence the decisions of the Chu royal residence's ruler.
As Yi Yun was thinking, he suddenly heard a commotion from outside.
Oh? What's going on?
Yi Yun listened intently and heard people discussing loudly. It seemed like they had caught a Desolate race spy and were preparing to report it to Shen Tu Nantian.
"The Desolate race spy has been caught?" Chu Xiaoran also heard the duo's discussion. She was delighted as she stood up.
And beside Chu Xiaoran, Yi Yun's expression changed slightly. How could it be …
His figure flashed and he rushed out of the yard!
…
"This is a Desolate race spy? How can he be so weak … Didn't Young master Nantian say that the Desolate race spy should be very strong? "
"Haha, who cares. The Desolate Mirror Stone is so bright, so it can't be wrong. Let's report the news."
The two of them were the Chu royal residence's personal guards. One of them lit a voice transmission charm and directly sent the news.
The location of the incident was about a hundred meters away from Yi Yun's yard, so Yi Yun arrived in a flash.
Upon seeing the scene in front of him, Yi Yun was completely stunned.
Two stout Chu royal residence personal guards were surrounding a green-dressed girl. That green-dressed girl was his elder sister, Jiang Xiaorou!
Sis Xiaorou … How is this possible!?
Yi Yun's heart skipped a beat. He could not believe it!
"I … I'm not a Desolate race spy, I'm not …" Jiang Xiaorou was curled up in a corner. Beside her was a bamboo basket that had fallen. The basket's fresh vegetables and eggs were scattered all over the ground.
She had gone to the Chu royal residence's kitchen to get some ingredients and was preparing to cook for Yi Yun, but she was stopped by the two personal guards. They held a blood red glowing stone in their hands and insisted that she was a Desolate race spy.
"Hmph, you sure know how to act!" One of the personal guards grinned. As warriors of the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom, they knew the cause and effect of the beast horde. It could be said that they hated the Desolate race to the bone.
Without the Desolate race, would they be in such a state?
"Let's see how long you can act!" The personal guard raised his hand and was about to slap Jiang Xiaorou's face.
This personal guard was at the Yuan foundation realm. If he slapped him, even a large tree would be broken.
Seeing the slap land on her, Jiang Xiaorou curled up into a ball and closed her eyes. She was horrified and in despair.
"Stop!"
Yi Yun's figure flashed and like a bolt of lightning, he landed beside the personal guard. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the personal guard's hand.
"You … What are you doing?" Yi Yun had just broken through to the Yuan foundation realm, and his strength far exceeded warriors at the same level. The personal guard's hand was in pain from Yi Yun's grip. His expression changed slightly as he never expected the youth to be so strong. He tried to use his concealed strength to break free from Yi Yun, but Yi Yun's hand was like iron. The more he struggled, the more his wrist hurt.
He was a little afraid as he put on a brave front and said, "Don't tell me you want to protect a Desolate race spy?"
"Yun … Yun 'er!"
Jiang Xiaorou opened her eyes and saw Yi Yun standing in front of her. She cried tears of joy.
"Yun 'er, I'm not a spy. I'm really not …"
Jiang Xiaorou said with a trembling voice. She was just an ordinary girl, so how could she have expected to encounter such an attack when she went to get some ingredients?
"You are … Yi Yun?" A personal guard recognized Yi Yun. Yi Yun's identity was still rather intimidating.
"So you are Yi Yun … But so what if you are Yi Yun? She is a Desolate race spy, so do you think you can protect her!? "
Although knowing Yi Yun's identity made the personal guard feel even more guilty, he was still angry from having his hand clenched so tightly, so he verbally attacked Yi Yun.
Yi Yun protected Jiang Xiaorou behind him and his expression was ugly. At this moment, Chu Xiaoran also rushed over, "What the hell is going on …"
She naturally knew that Yi Yun had a mortal sister, and had heard their conversation. She found it hard to believe that Yi Yun's sister was a member of the Desolate race. It was unbelievable.
However, she also saw that in the hands of the two personal guards, there was a Desolate Mirror Stone. The stone was shimmering with a blood-like glow.
This meant that there was a member of the Desolate race in the surroundings, and they were extremely close!
Yi Yun glanced at the Desolate Mirror Stone and felt that the red light that shot out from the Desolate Mirror Stone was extremely glaring.
He turned his head in silence and looked at Jiang Xiaorou, "Sis Xiaorou …"
"Yun 'er, I'm not a spy …" Jiang Xiaorou bit her lips as her face turned pale. In Jiang Xiaorou's bright eyes, Yi Yun could see his own clear reflection.
He was sure that the girl in front of him was Sis Xiaorou, who had followed him all the way here. She was not a member of the Desolate race in disguise.
Holding Jiang Xiaorou's hand, that intimate and harmonious feeling was not something that an unfamiliar member of the Desolate race could fake.
"She is my sister." Yi Yun turned his head and looked at the two personal guards as he enunciated each word clearly.
And at this moment, there were more and more people. Many of them had rushed over upon hearing the commotion.
Many of them were elites of the Tai Ah Divine City, including Yang Qian and Yao Dao.
One of the Chu royal residence's personal guards held his wrist, which had turned green from Yi Yun's grip. As he pointed at Jiang Xiaorou, he said to the people who were rushing over from all directions, "We have caught a Desolate race spy. It's her!"
Everyone's eyes landed on Jiang Xiaorou. Jiang Xiaorou subconsciously took a step back.
Up to now, she still did not understand what had happened. Those two fierce looking men had just waved a red stone in front of her, and they had insisted that she was a spy.
"She is from the Desolate race?"
Yang Qian frowned as he looked at Yi Yun. To Yang Qian, Jiang Xiaorou did not matter, but he needed to consider Yi Yun's attitude.
Yi Yun turned silent. Jiang Xiaorou's origins were mysterious. Yi Yun did not know what family clan she came from, but he knew that Jiang Xiaorou probably had a very powerful background.
However … Desolate race?
Yi Yun recalled the bits and pieces of his interactions with Jiang Xiaorou, but he still shook his head and said, "Impossible!"
Back when she was living in the Cloud Wilderness, Jiang Xiaorou had once told Yi Yun about her childhood. Although she had lost a lot of her childhood memories, she still remembered some fragments, including her past life, and the scenes of her reading and writing.
Those descriptions of her life did not seem like the Desolate race, who lived with desolate beasts.
Furthermore, the words that Jiang Xiaorou knew were human words, and Yi Yun knew that the Desolate race had their own words.
Yi Yun's earliest knowledge of reading and writing was taught by Jiang Xiaorou.
If Jiang Xiaorou was from the Desolate race, why would she learn human words at such a young age?
"Do you think it's impossible just because you say it's impossible? The Desolate Mirror Stone cannot be wrong. If everyone doesn't believe it, we can verify it now. Previously, Young master Nantian said that the blood of the Desolate race is silver. Take a knife and let us see if this lass's blood is red or silver! "
The man who had his wrist pinched by Yi Yun suddenly had an idea, and suggested such a method. When everyone heard this, they all agreed.
Right, couldn't they just verify the blood's color?
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