I have the face of a great demon.

After learning about Ye Sisi's past, Liu Qingfeng took his leave.

Even after leaving the library, his expression remained very solemn.

Liu Qingfeng slowly walked down the steps, his brows furrowed.

This great devil's actions were even worse than he had ever heard of. He was a prime example of someone who held grudges and was utterly despicable and shameless, with no bottom line whatsoever.

Investigating the great demon's plot was indeed an extremely dangerous task, but fortunately he had a magical artifact bestowed upon him by his master to protect him.

Liu Qingfeng gently patted the magical artifacts on his body, and the unease in his heart subsided slightly.

As he walked, he pondered. It seemed that the big devil's target was most likely Ye Sisi.

He discovered that his enemy from a thousand years ago had returned to the world, seeking revenge once again.

However, why didn't Ye Sisi suffer a fatal attack when she encountered the great demon last time? That remains a question.

Perhaps the big devil is playing a cat-and-mouse game.

Perhaps the great villain has even bigger schemes in mind.

He is the one who needs to unravel all these mysteries.

Liu Qingfeng set his goal; he believed that as long as he kept an eye on Ye Sisi, he would eventually catch the big devil.

However, a wise man avoids dangerous situations, so he wouldn't get too close to Ye Sisi. He would just secretly follow her and observe her from the shadows.

Liu Qingfeng smiled gently, then turned and left.

That night, Liu Xingchen was cultivating in his secret cave. The surrounding spiritual energy swirled slowly with his breathing, forming small vortexes.

His consciousness penetrated deep into his body, feeling the flow of every bit of power, and the whole world seemed to quiet down.

Suddenly, the sound of a flute pierced the tranquility of the cave and drifted into his ears.

That was Ye Sisi's flute playing. Unlike usual, today's melody carried a hint of heaviness and sorrow.

Liu Xingchen slowly opened his eyes, snapping out of his meditative state, a ripple of emotion stirring within him.

He knew that today's conversation between Liu Qingfeng and Ye Sisi had undoubtedly reopened old wounds and touched upon her deeply buried memories.

The emotional shifts conveyed through the sound of the xiao (a type of Chinese flute) are a reflection of her inner turmoil.

He arrived at the cave entrance and secretly peeked out.

Not far away, Ye Sisi was sitting on the edge of the cliff, holding a green flute in her hand and playing it.

Her profile appeared exceptionally serene in the moonlight, yet a hint of melancholy lingered between her brows.

Just then, a sword light pierced the night sky, and Zhou Tianyi gracefully rode his sword, landing lightly beside Ye Sisi.

His arrival shattered the surrounding tranquility and interrupted Ye Sisi's flute playing.

Ye Sisi stopped playing, turned to look at Zhou Tianyi, and her eyes revealed a hint of estrangement and wariness.

Zhou Tianyi seemed oblivious to Ye Sisi's emotional change, still wearing his signature smile as he sat next to her, looking excited and eager to share what he had seen and heard that day.

However, Ye Sisi's reaction surprised him. Her body unconsciously leaned back slightly, as if she was trying to increase the distance between them.

"Junior sister, what's wrong?" Zhou Tianyi asked, somewhat surprised.

Ye Sisi's answer was somewhat indifferent.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little uncomfortable with my senior brother being so close."

Zhou Tianyi chuckled, not taking it to heart. He thought Ye Sisi was just shy, nothing more than a young woman's modesty.

However, Zhou Tianyi proved to be a master at lightening the mood. He quickly changed the subject and began to vividly recount the interesting events that had happened in the sect that day.

His story was full of humor and exaggeration, and before long, even Ye Sisi was amused by him and showed a long-lost smile.

Seeing a smile finally appear on Ye Sisi's lips, Zhou Tianyi seized the opportunity to bring up a topic he had been thinking about for a long time.

"Sisi, I heard that you used to be a disciple of the Wuhua Sect, and also the daughter of the sect leader. Is that true?"

These words pierced Ye Sisi's heart like a needle, immediately raising her guard.

She recalled Liu Xingchen's words, saying that Zhou Tianyi might be after the Wuhua Sect's inheritance.

Now, Zhou Tianyi has indeed started inquiring about the Wuhua Sect.

However, Ye Sisi did not yet have conclusive evidence to prove that Zhou Tianyi had ulterior motives, so she decided not to expose him for the time being, but to continue the conversation by going along with what he said.

"Yes, many people know this, don't they?"

"Sigh." After hearing this, Zhou Tianyi sighed dramatically, his voice tinged with sadness.

"Junior sister is also a pitiful person. Such a good sect was destroyed by the great demon. It is truly unfair of heaven."

Zhou Tianyi was eloquent and said a lot of sympathetic things. If Liu Xingchen hadn't reminded her, Ye Sisi would definitely have been moved and thought he was a good person.

But Ye Sisi remained vigilant until Zhou Tianyi finally steered the conversation toward what he truly cared about.

"Junior sister, did you ever go back to the old place of Wuhua Sect to take a look?" Zhou Tianyi asked casually, but a hint of urgency flashed in his eyes.

Ye Sisi sighed softly: "I've been there. There's nothing left, just a desolate wasteland."

Zhou Tianyi didn't seem to have any intention of giving up. He continued to persuade her, "It shouldn't be that bad, junior sister."

"I've heard that your Wuhua Sect has a sacred ground, protected by an array. Perhaps you've escaped this calamity. If you have time sometime, I'll accompany you there. Maybe we can find some things from the past and ease your longing for me."

A hint of coldness flashed across Ye Sisi's brows as she replied calmly, "I appreciate your kindness, Senior Brother, but even if the sacred ground of Wuhua Sect still exists, it's not something we can easily enter."

Zhou Tianyi seemed oblivious to the refusal in Ye Sisi's words and continued, "How could that be? Junior Sister is the daughter of the Wuhua Sect Master; she'll definitely have a way to get in. Right?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Sisi could no longer hold back. She stood up abruptly, her eyes flashing with anger.

“Zhou Tianyi, I know what you’re up to. You’re just eyeing our Wuhua Sect’s treasure.”

"To tell you the truth, the sect leader and elders of the Tianhe Sect accompanied me to the old site of the Wuhua Sect. Even they couldn't help me find any remnants of the Wuhua Sect, so you can forget about it."

Ye Sisi's words were like a resounding slap in the face, catching Zhou Tianyi off guard.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his signature smile, trying to defuse the awkward atmosphere.

"Junior sister is joking. How could I be that kind of person? I'm just concerned about you and want to help you."

But Ye Sisi was no longer buying it; her gaze was as cold as a knife, piercing through Zhou Tianyi's pretense.

“Zhou Tianyi, you don’t need to pretend anymore. You were chatting with other disciples and mentioned that you approached me for the treasures of the Wuhua Sect. Someone has already told me about these things, so you don’t need to deny it anymore.”

These words were like a heavy blow to Zhou Tianyi. His face instantly turned pale.

Ye Sisi was no longer buying it. She gave Zhou Tianyi a cold look, turned around and left, leaving Zhou Tianyi alone on the spot, his smile gradually freezing.