My junior sister pretends to be good and deceives people every day

The woman's words undoubtedly showed that she knew that Yan Zhiqiao had an identity as a demon and his relationship with Nanhe.

So the question is, how did she know all this?

Nanhe said?

Yan Zhiqiao thought calmly, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Are you threatening me?"

The woman shook her head slightly.

"No, I'm here to cooperate with you."

Cooperation?

Yan Zhiqiao sneered, his clear deer eyes full of ridicule.

"what do you want to do?"

Such a contemptuous and disdainful attitude did not make the woman angry.

"Kill Demon Lord Xuan Yu."

After the Demon Lord was sealed, every demon with a little strength in the demon world wanted to give himself the title of Demon Lord.

There are so many "Lords" like the Bone Demon Lord who rule the mountains that they cannot be counted on two hands.

But there are only three who can be said to be truly powerful and influential, and able to dominate the demon world.

Xuanyu, Zhuoshen, Fengheng.

These three people were divided into three factions.

Xuan Yu is ambitious and has always been eyeing the world of cultivation.

Although Zhuo Shen also has ideas about the cultivation world, he has a grudge against Xuan Yu. Rather than taking action against the cultivation world, he would rather kill Xuan Yu first.

The last one is Feng Heng, he used to be the right protector of the Demon Lord.

After the Demon Lord was sealed, he stepped forward to organize his subordinates who were still willing to follow the Demon Lord and formed a force.

They do not participate in any struggles, but only focus on how to lift the seal and let the Demon King return to the world.

Putting aside the huge power possessed by the three of them, their strength is all above the Mahayana stage.

But the woman in front of her asked her to kill Xuan Yu, one of the demon lords.

Yan Zhiqiao suddenly laughed, and his laugh was very sarcastic.

"Then what can you give me?"

The woman's expression remained unchanged. She leaned forward slightly, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and respectfully performed a demon etiquette to Yan Zhiqiao.

"We will do our best and give everything we have."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Zhiqiao's slender figure came over.

Her position in the void was higher than the woman's. She stretched out her right hand, grasped the woman's chin, and forcefully lifted it up slightly, looking at her with a condescending and arrogant attitude.

"Are all of you in the Rakshasa clan so imaginative?"

Nanhe was captured by the Rakshasa clan, and the woman in front of him mentioned Nanhe as soon as she opened her mouth, so her identity was self-evident.

Yan Zhiqiao originally thought that the woman would ask her to exchange the Sanqing Ding for Nanhe, but she never thought...

She was quite brave enough to say it.

The woman did not struggle, but looked at Yan Zhiqiao with an extremely submissive attitude.

Now that her identity was exposed, she no longer hid it.

"The Rakshasa clan has always had ugly men and beautiful women. Xuan Yu is lustful. Since he became the Demon Lord, he has been forcibly abducting women from our clan into his Demon Palace."

"It would have been fine if he had treated her well, but he toyed with her wantonly and then threw her into the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss."

Yan Zhiqiao had no idea what Wanmoyuan was, but he knew just by the name that it was not a good place.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, with no ripples in her heart.

"What does the grudge between you have to do with me?"

She does look a bit saintly, but that doesn't mean she likes to meddle in other people's business.

The woman looked at the beautiful face so close to her, and there was a hint of sympathy in her calm eyes.

"Xuan Yu's men often search for beauties for him, and Hunyou City is Xuan Yu's territory."

Yan Zhiqiao paused, and suddenly remembered that he did not change his appearance when he first arrived in Hunyou City.

Although there is a veil covering it, in the eyes of people with a high level of spiritual attainment, the veil is useless.

So what the woman meant was that Xuan Yu was targeting her?

As if she saw her confusion, the woman took out a portrait and handed it to her.

Yan Zhiqiao let go of his hand, took the portrait and opened it.

A woman dressed in dark green demon costume and with a stunning appearance suddenly came into view.

The portrait looked lifelike, but it was nowhere near one-tenth of the real person's appearance.

“Miss Yan, your portrait is now widely circulated in the demon world. I believe it will soon spread to the cultivation world.”

Yan Zhiqiao: “…”

Is Xuan Yu mentally ill?

Yan Zhiqiao expressionlessly crumpled the portrait into a ball of waste paper and looked at the woman coldly.

"You can tell my identity just from a portrait?"

Or was it that Nanhe was afraid of death and betrayed her?

Just when Yan Zhiqiao thought this was very likely, the woman began to explain.

"I was nearby when the incident happened at Dead Moon Mountain. When I arrived at the scene, I happened to find the corpse of a bone demon in the middle stage of the Void Refining Stage."

"My ability can read the memories of the living, and can also trace the memories of the dead, so..."

So she learned about the existence of the Soul-Devouring Pill and its recipe from the Bone Demon Lord's memory, and also remembered the faces of Yan Zhiqiao and Nan He.

At the moment when the Bone Demon Lord died, he witnessed with his own eyes the look that Nanhe gave Yan Zhiqiao.

So hot, so worshipful, so exciting.

The woman was certain that the two had a close relationship.

And when she learned that Xuan Yu had sent people to look for Yan Zhiqiao, she thought it was a good opportunity.

Being able to easily kill a bone demon in the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm, and possessing both demonic power and demonic energy, Yan Zhiqiao's strength should not be underestimated!

Yan Zhiqiao narrowed his eyes dangerously, tracing back the deceased's memories...

"Are there any other demons in the demon world who have the same abilities as you?"

The woman shook her head.

"This ability is only possessed by the Saint of the Rakshasa clan."

Once these words were spoken, the woman's identity was undoubtedly confirmed.

Without waiting for Yan Zhiqiao to react, the saint, whose cards were all exposed, suddenly grabbed her arm, and her originally calm expression became a little anxious.

"Miss Yan, Xuan Yu's years of persecution have left only a few of my people, so I rashly came here to seek cooperation. As long as you help me kill him, I am willing to submit to you for the rest of my life and offer you all the treasures of my people."

"What if I don't agree?"

The conditions offered by the saint did not move Yan Zhiqiao.

Although she is powerful, the price she pays to kill a Mahayana demon under the restrictions of her demonic power is not small.

As for Nanhe's life or death, she doesn't care.

Seeing that Yan Zhiqiao remained unmoved, the saint pursed her lips, with a hint of complex emotions in her eyes.

The demons have always been proud and arrogant, but she had lost her pride after having no one to turn to for help over the years.

Until now, she has been desperate and can only come to Yan Zhiqiao for cooperation.

If Yan Zhiqiao didn't agree, she couldn't and wouldn't be able to force her to agree.

"Then I can only think of a way to send the Soul Devouring Pill to the leaders of the five major sects and let them deal with Xuan Yu."

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhiqiao broke free from the saint's hand without hesitation.

"You go, it's better to rely on yourself than to rely on others."

As he spoke, the Su Han sword under Yan Zhiqiao's feet carried her back a little.

She looked at the saint's eyes which widened slightly in surprise, and smiled cruelly and viciously like a demon from the abyss.

"If you can succeed, I can consider helping you kill Xuan Yu."

The leaders of the five major sects, including Yan Zhiqiao’s master.

But she was not worried at all. It was unclear whether she had confidence in the master's ability or she simply didn't care about his life or death.