Chapter 1447: Are you assassins poor?

Facing two Yongye assassins, Bai Xian'er didn't do anything else, just waited quietly.

Not long after, the assassin who had left earlier returned and said to Bai Xian'er.

"Let's go, the leader wants to see you."

Hearing that, Bai Xian'er nodded slightly, then under the guidance of the three Yongye assassins entered the mountain range and finally ended up in a valley.

This valley showed no problems on the surface; it was just an ordinary valley, nothing unusual.

But when they reached the bottom of the valley, as the leader in black formed hand seals, an entrance suddenly appeared on the mountainside.

"This is................"

Walking through the entrance, the group quickly entered an independent small world.

This small world is not small in area, and its spiritual qi is extremely rich, though the atmosphere feels somewhat oppressive.

The sky above was covered with thick black clouds; looking around, the whole world appeared dark.

The land was black, and as they walked they passed rows of black houses scattered and rising.

These houses are the assassins' dwellings; according to rank, the houses naturally vary in size and quality.

The stronger one's strength, the higher the rank, and naturally the better the place they live.

However, Ye Zhangqing had no interest in this place; living here for a long time would surely make anyone depressed.

Under the guidance of the three assassins, Ye Zhangqing's group arrived before a black great hall.

"The leader is waiting for you."

Gesturing that the four could enter, Luosha waited inside the hall.

Hearing that, Bai Xian'er nodded and led the way into the hall, while Ye Zhangqing and the others followed closely behind.

The hall was empty, and the light was extremely dim; a few scattered night-luminous pearls illuminated it intermittently, giving it a rather eerie atmosphere.

All the way to the hall's innermost chamber, from afar they could see a figure seated on the main throne ahead.

Clad likewise in a black robe, wearing a ghost-face mask.

At the moment Bai Xian'er was seen, the black-clad person suddenly felt an extreme chill spread through their body.

The expression in their eyes was also filled with anger.

Bai Xian'er, as if she had expected this, paid no mind, stepped forward without changing her expression, and softly called out.

"Older sister."

"Don't call me that; we've long had no relation."

But the black-clad person spoke coldly, voice icy to the extreme.

Seeing this, Ye Zhangqing, Xu Jie, and Qiu Baiyi at the side chose to remain silent, as it wasn't proper for them to interfere in the sisters' affair.

The black-clad person is Bai Xian'er's older sister Luosha; of course this is her name after joining Yongye, her real name being Lin Wan.

Unbothered by Luosha's attitude, Bai Xian'er first explained the purpose of this visit.

After hearing, Luosha coldly shouted.

"What do you want to do in the Demon Realm?"

"I want the Magic Yuan Fruit?"

"Are you courting death?"

Hearing that, Luosha's eyes flared with greater anger, yet besides anger there was also a hint of deeply hidden worry.

Evidently, Bai Xian'er still held a place in Luosha's heart.

After her words fell, Luosha for the first time turned her gaze to Ye Zhangqing, Xu Jie, and Qiu Baiyi; she paid little heed to Ye Zhangqing and Xu Jie, but seeing Qiu Baiyi she was startled.

"Emperor Sovereign Realm cultivation?"

"Who are you?"

"They are my companions?"

"Companions? Bai Xian'er, someone like you would also have companions?"

"Why wouldn't that be possible?"

"Heh, then this time you want the Magic Yuan Fruit, and they're accompanying you, right?"

Luosha had only asked casually, but upon learning that the Magic Yuan Fruit was not wanted by Bai Xian'er but by Ye Zhangqing and the others,

Bai Xian'er was helping them.

In a moment, Luosha's anger that had just been suppressed flared up again.

What strength does the demon race have? Bai Xian'er certainly couldn't be unaware; now she actually wants to provoke them actively—is she trying to die faster?

Luosha stared deeply at Bai Xian'er, and Bai Xian'er kept looking at her; the two locked eyes, and Bai Xian'er spoke first.

"Older sister, I want a method to conceal my identity and disguise myself as a demon."

"Heh, none."

But regarding that, Luosha gave a cold laugh and refused without hesitation.

Seeing that the sister and brother both harbored considerable resentment, Ye Zhangqing thought it over and decided to give them some time.

He then spoke up and asked.

"How about we talk while eating? Where is the kitchen?"

Ye Zhangqing spoke, and Luosha immediately gave him a hostile look; fortunately Bai Xian'er was nearby.

Reluctantly, she had someone bring Ye Zhangqing and the others to the kitchen, after which only Luosha and the Bai Xian'er sisters remained in the hall.

The one tasked with leading Ye Zhangqing's trio was also a black-robed Yongye assassin, presumably someone close to Luosha.

Emperor Realm cultivation.

Along the way there was little talk; they silently brought Ye Zhangqing's trio to the kitchen.

One glance showed it hadn't been used in a while; the three found it unsurprising, tidied it up together, and Ye Zhangqing began to cook.

However, that black-robed person never left, staying in the courtyard, motionless and hidden in the darkness.

Unless you pay attention, it's really hard to notice there's another person here.

"Why are you still here?"

Xu Jie asked curiously, and the next second, a cold voice came.

"The leader told me to watch over you."

It's a woman? Xu Jie smirked, and with nothing to do, he stepped forward to chat with her, hoping to get some information out of her.

However, the woman clearly didn't want to engage; it was Xu Jie doing all the talking while she stood silently to the side.

Until a faint aroma drifted from the kitchen, gradually growing stronger.

The black-clad woman's expression changed, and she unconsciously swallowed.

Seeing this, Xu Jie smirked, "You can't hold out already? We've barely begun, the aroma just came out."

He turned his head, about to say something to her, but at a glance, Xu Jie was completely stunned.

All that could be seen was that, beneath the ghost-face mask, the black-clad woman's saliva flowed down like a waterfall.

Xu Jie admitted, Ye Zhangqing's food was fragrant and mouth-watering; few could resist.

But it's not that extreme—did you turn your mouth into a faucet?

I've never seen anyone drool like this before; it's utterly absurd.

After a moment of dumbfounded hesitation, Xu Jie finally asked with a strange expression.

"Are you assassins all that poor?"

"Why do you ask that?"

Hearing that, the woman looked puzzled, while Xu Jie helplessly rolled his eyes, pointing at the saliva that had already flowed onto the ground and pooled together, and said.

"You're like this—could it not be?"

"I................"

For a moment, the woman was at a loss for words; she truly didn't mean to, but she simply couldn't control herself.

Heaven knows how much she loves food; as an assassin, she normally has no personal life to speak of.

Every day she's either killing someone or on her way to kill someone; the only way to relieve stress is through food.

So when she smelled that aroma she had never encountered before, the woman simply couldn't control herself.