Chapter 466 - 158: Child of the Seven Stars, Orthodox Demon Race Bloodline, An Absolute Daughter of Fortune?

’Isn’t she Xiao Teng’s fiancée? Weren’t they deeply in love and a perfect match?’

’How could she be here, and as my contact, no less?’

Fa Miaoyin was inwardly astonished, but her expression remained a gentle smile, betraying nothing.

"You recognize me? Though I haven’t seen you before, I can guess who you are. Fairy Miaoyin of the Divine Maiden Palace?" Ye Shiyin said, sizing up Fa Miaoyin and quickly identifying her.

After all, she was a heaven-blessed belle, famous throughout the Celestial Central Province. A Fairy in the eyes of countless young cultivators, with a beauty that outshone all others. With such a figure and face, it was an easy guess.

Fa Miaoyin, in her search for the Shaking Light Immortal Jade, had carefully studied the portraits of and investigated all the young elites, princesses, and noblewomen in the Imperial Capital. Naturally, she knew this woman’s identity.

"I am Fa Miaoyin. A pleasure to meet you, Miss Xie." She gave a slight curtsy, her gaze alluring. Every move she made seemed to carry a bewitching, soul-stirring charm.

"The Legalist School? You’ve learned a bit of the Celestial Demon Transformation Skill, I’ll give you that. But you haven’t grasped its essence. In front of me, you can drop the act."

"It won’t work on me."

Ye Shiyin chuckled. As she looked at Fa Miaoyin, the corners of her mouth curved into an inscrutable smile.

’She hadn’t expected to meet someone in the Celestial Central Province who knew the methods of the Demon Race. Every one of Fa Miaoyin’s movements contained the human-bewitching aspect of the Celestial Demon Transformation Skill.’

’But it was only superficial; she hadn’t grasped its essence.’

The Celestial Demon Transformation Skill originated from an Innate Spiritual Treasure of the Demon Race, the Celestial Demon Transformation Map.

Legend said it was an artifact that manifested alongside a certain Demon Race ancestor at their birth, containing one of the supreme mysteries of the Demon Race.

’Fa Miaoyin couldn’t possibly have obtained the Celestial Demon Transformation Map. That could only mean she had cultivated a Magic derived from it.’

The character "Fa" from the Human Race’s Legalist School meant "submission" in the language of the Demon Race. Connecting this to Fa Miaoyin’s identity, Ye Shiyin’s expression suddenly grew thoughtful.

’The Legalist School probably has quite a few ties to the Demon Race.’

"Miss Xie, what do you mean by that?"

Fa Miaoyin hadn’t expected Xie Jianjia to say something like that so suddenly.

She had even named the Cultivation Technique she practiced, which made Fa Miaoyin’s expression turn unnatural. All traces of her alluring charm vanished.

Ye Shiyin’s indifferent demeanor vanished, replaced by a light laugh. "No need to pretend with me. I’ve already figured out your origins and identity. The Legalist School is certainly interesting."

Fa Miaoyin’s expression turned cold. "Miss Xie, I am here to meet with you on Young Master Jiang’s orders."

Ye Shiyin waved a dismissive hand. "Don’t try to use Jiang Lan to intimidate me. You think I don’t know he isn’t in the Imperial Capital right now? Besides, so what if he were here? He’d still have to listen to me obediently. If I told him to go east, would he dare go west?"

Fa Miaoyin’s brow furrowed. ’To think that this Xie Jianjia holds Jiang Lan in such low regard.’

"However, since it’s his business, I suppose I should show him some respect and get it done for him."

At this, Ye Shiyin seem to reflect on her own words. Perhaps she had been a bit too arrogant. It probably wouldn’t be good if Jiang Lan were to hear about it.

She waved her hand again and continued, "I know why you’re here. The main goal is to deal with Xiao Teng and find out his whereabouts, correct?"

Fa Miaoyin nodded, then asked, "You’re not Xie Jianjia. Who are you?"

A sharp, cold intent suddenly appeared on Ye Shiyin’s delicate face, which had previously held a lazy, noble grace. A purple, divine radiance seemed to fill and spread from her eyes.

"Who do you think I am?" she asked, staring directly at Fa Miaoyin. Her voice carried a soul-crushing pressure.

A sudden paleness washed over Fa Miaoyin’s face. She stumbled back several steps, an indescribable sense of terror and oppression rising in her heart. It was as if she were facing a superior being in her own bloodline, and she couldn’t muster the slightest thought of resistance.

"A pure-blooded member of the Demon Race..."

she murmured, having already guessed Ye Shiyin’s identity. The people of the Legalist School did indeed have some Demon Race blood in their veins, but this was an ancient secret.

Ye Shiyin glanced at Fa Miaoyin and retracted her entire aura.

When silent, her delicate, jade-like face exuded a cold, noble grace that made her seem unapproachable.

"That’s right. Not only am I of the Demon Race, but I was once a Supreme Great Power. My cultivation was profound and unparalleled in the world. The Saints of this era? In my time, I could have crushed them with ease," Ye Shiyin said nonchalantly.

Fa Miaoyin kept her head lowered. Taking a deep breath, she asked, "Then, Senior, why have you fallen to your current state?"

"You’ll have to ask Jiang Lan about that," Ye Shiyin said. "He provides me with the finest food and drink, serves me personally... Since he’s so considerate, what’s wrong with me helping him out a little?"

Hearing this, Fa Miaoyin began to understand. She had almost been completely bluffed.

’Jiang Lan has some nerve, secretly keeping a member of the Demon Race. It’s a monstrous crime. But since this Senior has fallen to such a state, to be ordered around by others, he must hold her life and death in his hands.’

Fa Miaoyin lifted her head, a starlike glint flickering in her eyes as she resisted the bloodline suppression emanating from Ye Shiyin.

Ye Shiyin looked at her with great interest. "Looks like you’re in the same boat."

At the thought of what had happened at Shao Hualou, Fa Miaoyin was instantly filled with rage.

She had been slow to catch on. By the time she realized she had likely been schemed against by Jiang Lan—tricked into honestly revealing so much—she had already sworn an oath and signed an agreement with him. There was no going back.

The matter had left her seething with a rage that felt physically painful for the past few days.