You Silly Girl, a Probe from Tao Yao

The black, terrifying blade light swept past, and Li Xiu’s corpse directly collapsed and exploded, turning into dust that filled the sky—dead beyond dead.

Although at his peak he had been a True Daoist, and had even traveled far down that path with powerful cultivation,

right now he was nothing but a corpse covered in green fur, unable to even move. Once Gu Changge found where he was, there was absolutely no way he could escape.

“You just killed him like that?”

Gu Xianer was astonished. She had thought Gu Changge would interrogate the War Immortal about various matters and squeeze out every last drop of his value.

She hadn’t expected that after finding him, he would destroy him without a second word.

This was somewhat at odds with the profit-driven Gu Changge in her impression.

“What, was I supposed to wait for him to recover to his peak and then come looking for trouble with me?”

Gu Changge put away the Solar Heavenly Blade. Hearing her words, he glanced at her with the expression of someone looking at an idiot.

Besides, the current Li Xiu actually wasn’t of much value—apart from... grinding some experience points, Gu Changge couldn’t find any reason to spare his life.

“You’re not allowed to look at me with that expression.”

Gu Xianer gritted her teeth, feeling that in Gu Changge’s eyes she was nothing but a blockhead.

Right now, Gu Changge had no time to bicker with her.

He struck out again, a palm slamming down that blotted out the sky, slaying the old man who was still in a dazed state. Only then did he seriously examine this bronze palace.

If not for Li Xiu, it would have been nearly impossible for him to find a place like this.

“An excellent Sanctuary of Resurrection. This place couldn’t be more suitable.”

He nodded, his gaze somewhat satisfied.

Especially since he could feel numerous Sources of life continuously converging nearby—over the years, this could even allow those corpses to develop sentience.

Amid this dense spiritual energy, it was perfect for him to lay down some arrangements to mask other auras.

“What do you need a Sanctuary of Resurrection for?”

Gu Xianer was also surveying the place. Could it be that Gu Changge planned to resurrect someone?

“Naturally, it’s to prepare for a rainy day. If one day I unfortunately die, I’ll have a way to come back to life.”

Gu Changge glanced at her and said casually.

As for the matter of the demoness in red, he naturally couldn’t mention it to Gu Xianer, so he casually came up with an excuse.

“How could you suddenly die one day...”

Gu Xianer was taken aback, somewhat puzzled. But then she remembered Gu Changge’s still-unresolved Demonic Heart—he was probably preparing for that.

Her mood sank somewhat.

If it erupted again one day, what would Gu Changge do? If she were by his side, would he dig out her Celestial Bone, or would he choose to sever his own heart meridian?

Thinking this far, Gu Xianer already had the answer in her heart.

Just like last time at the Nirvana Pool, when he severed both his own arms rather than hurt her again.

Her heart suddenly ached a little. Beneath Gu Changge’s glorious, illustrious exterior, there was actually a hidden threat to his life that only he knew about.

“If that day really comes, I’ll give you my Celestial Bone. I can still live without it...”

Gu Xianer raised her crystalline, beautiful eyes and stared at Gu Changge, as if wanting him to understand.

“Why did you knock me on the head?”

However, Gu Changge didn’t let her finish. He knocked her on the head, making her wince in pain, her eyes brimming with tears.

He shook his head slightly and said, “You blockhead, what on earth goes through that head of yours all day?”

He naturally knew exactly where Gu Xianer’s thoughts had wandered.

This girl’s ability to imagine things had always been second to none.

Gu Xianer glared at him, quite displeased. “I’m doing this for your own good, you arrogant guy. You always act like you refuse to bow your head, like you won’t touch the mundane world.”

“Would it kill you to accept someone else’s kindness?”

Gu Changge sighed softly, then grabbed her cheeks and rubbed them hard, provoking her beautiful eyes to fill with murderous intent, looking like she wanted to fight him to the death.

“I got it, you silly girl.”

He smiled and let go of her.

“Eh...”

Gu Xianer had already braced herself for a round of Gu Changge’s cold mockery. She hadn’t expected him to say that, and was momentarily stunned.

But she quickly recovered, letting out a humph through her nose. “You’re the silly one. Good that you know it.”

“Don’t overthink it. I just don’t want to owe you a favor. Regarding Xian’er’s matter this time, without you, it would have been a bit troublesome.”

After all, Li Xiu’s identity was the War Immortal, not some ordinary person.

Although Shen Xian’er was of the Gu Family’s direct line, her surname wasn’t Gu, and she hadn’t gone to the Beyond all these years, nor entered the Gu Family to pay respects to the Founding Ancestors.

So the Gu Family might not necessarily concern themselves with this matter.

Afterward, Gu Changge made arrangements at this place, personally inscribing many strange and mysterious runes, extremely careful and meticulous—he had never been like this before.

Because he had other plans for this place: it was meant to deal with the demoness in red who was about to emerge from the Demon-Burying Abyss.

So he would not permit any errors here, otherwise it could very likely cause his plan to fail and invite even greater trouble.

The bronze palace was extremely ancient—who knew from what epoch it came. Its four walls were carved with many strange murals: ancient ancestors of old prostrating on the ground, kowtowing toward totems.

Here, Gu Changge struck out continuously, his five fingers glowing, sending rune after rune into the surroundings. Resplendent light interwove, like tiny stars.

At the same time, Grand Runes materialized one after another, condensing into chains of rules that firmly locked down the void on all four sides of the bronze palace.

“The soul-nurturing effect here could be strengthened a bit more...”

“That way... no abnormalities will be detectable.”

Gu Changge directly turned his magic power into an engraving knife and personally dug out a pool deep within the palace, laying down various Restrictions within it to gather the Sources of life from the vicinity.

Weng!! Within the pool, radiance began to emerge, incomparably dazzling, swirling there, containing dense life essence.

Finally, he even inscribed more around the Space Rift outside, bringing out quite a few secret treasures that could obscure heavenly secrets, so that the aura of this place would not leak out. Only then did he set his mind at ease.

“Hopefully she won’t notice when the time comes. Though hopefully that moment never comes.”

Gu Changge’s gaze was deep and distant, countless thoughts flashing through his mind. With a shift of his will, he felt this place was completely under his control, and finally, with a flicker of his figure, he left.

“You actually spent that long setting things up...”

Gu Xianer, who had been waiting outside the Space Rift for Gu Changge for a long time, was somewhat surprised to see him come out.

Gu Changge nodded without explaining anything, saying, “Let’s go.”

Then the group turned into divine rainbows, tore through space, and left this place.

War had now erupted at the Boundary Marker Sea. Every race had dispatched elites there, intending to cross over to the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains. From here, they could all feel the terrifying fluctuations coming from far away.

Those were the fluctuations of Nirvana Grade Artifacts. Now that no Celestial Realm beings had emerged, Nirvana Realm existences were the peak combat power of the Beyond.

In this battle, many True Daoists had even rushed over to serve as the vanguard, to carve open a path.

The Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains were no pushovers either. Facing the invasion from the Beyond, they erupted with unimaginable resistance—truly united as one.

The two sides were locked in a stalemate. Many experts had fallen near the Boundary Marker Sea; the sounds of battle cries could be heard from far away, and the stench of blood drifted over from a great distance.

It had to be said, this battle was truly immense, sweeping up nearly all the orthodoxies and powers of the Beyond.

Even the Longevity Gu Family was no exception, dispatching an army of ten million that was now crossing the Boundary Marker Sea.

But for now, Gu Changge had no intention of joining the excitement.

He would definitely go to the Battle of the Boundary Marker Sea—but not yet.

On the way away from this place, he opened the Heavenly Gift Treasure Chest that had dropped from killing Li Xiu.

A flash of golden light burst forth, and a small golden cauldron emerged, dazzling and brilliant, floating and sinking in the void, exuding a sense of profound mystery.

“The Golden Fortuity Cauldron, formed from the convergence of the Fortuity of the People, capable of gathering Fortuity points...”

“This is quite a good thing. Besides that, I’ve gained another method of collecting Fortuity points.”

Reading through the descriptions, Gu Changge was rather satisfied. He felt that if the Golden Fortuity Cauldron were placed within a Cult of Immortality or a supreme orthodoxy, it could even steal their Fortuity without anyone noticing.

This was far more useful than the World Tree Seedling he had obtained before.

On top of that, the Fortuity points gained from slaying the War Immortal Li Xiu were no small sum, allowing him to exchange for several more Absolute Detachment bones, raising his strength somewhat.

Gu Changge led the group on the road, leaving this place, distancing themselves from the war-torn region.

Along the way, they could see many Ancient Battleships crushing across the firmament, as well as various iron cavalry charging forth, rumbling past... Many young prodigies of the Beyond had joined this battle; no power could stay out of it... Especially upon learning that only cultivators of relatively low cultivation were crossing the Boundary Marker Sea at the moment, their fighting spirit soared to the heavens, itching to hurry over and wage war on the other side.

They intended to make their names in this battle, and the fastest way was... to slay the living beings and cultivators of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains, thereby becoming famous across the Eight Wastelands...

“Are we going back to Peach Village now?”

On the way, Gu Xianer asked. It had been nearly a year since her last return to Peach Village. Although a year was negligible to cultivators,

she still missed her family in Peach Village and her several shifus.

She had grown up in Peach Village since childhood, and her feelings for it ran far deeper than for the Gu Family.

“Back to Peach Village. As for the war against the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains, there’s no use in you participating right now.”

Gu Changge nodded. He had some matters he wanted to confirm with Tao Yao, so he would have to make a trip to Peach Village sooner or later.

Then, he struck out with supreme Transcendent power to open a Space Tunnel. Terrifying Space Runes appeared, tearing apart the void before them.

They began to traverse. With Gu Changge’s current strength, traveling through the void was effortless, crossing tens of millions of miles in an instant.

Along the way, silver radiance could be seen interweaving, strand upon strand, extremely brilliant yet extremely heavy—this was the Mists of Chaos within the void, rarely seen in ordinary times.

The Beyond was boundlessly vast, divided into the Inner Domain and Outer Domain. The Peach Village they were now heading to lay in the Land of Abandoned Celestials in the Outer Domain, very far from the Boundary Marker Sea.

“Right now, even a true Sacred Emperor Realm being probably isn’t your match, is it?”

Gu Xianer was quite astonished, noticing the void before them constantly warping.

The path grew blurry, because Gu Changge’s Physique was so powerful that the space touching him was collapsing.

Such means would be difficult even for a Sacred Emperor Realm being.

She felt that Gu Changge’s current strength had probably far surpassed that of an ordinary Sacred Emperor Realm being. She really had no idea how he cultivated.

“A true Sacred Emperor ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Realm being?”

Gu Changge smiled and didn’t say much. With his current strength, even facing a genuine True Daoist, he would have nothing to fear.

But saying such things... would be too world-shocking.

Nowadays, although someone else was wearing the hat of the Successor of Demonic Arts, it would still inevitably invite suspicion... because his cultivation breakthrough speed was truly too shocking, too hard to believe.

Then again, speaking of this... Gu Changge felt that even the real Successor of Demonic Arts was nowhere near as fast in cultivation as he was.

This had probably already exceeded what cultivators could comprehend.

“That girl Su Qingge is probably having a rough time lately. I hear she’s being hunted down all over the place.”

Gu Changge recalled various pieces of news, his smile taking on a meaningful depth.

Half a month later, the void blurred once more, the rift vanished, and Gu Changge led the group out of it, appearing atop a mountain peak.

The mountains rose and fell, lush with vegetation. In the distance, a desolate and vast ancient forest could be seen, shrouded in mist. One had to cross through it to reach the mysterious Peach Village.

“Land of Abandoned Celestials, I’m back.”

Looking at these familiar sights, Gu Xianer felt a sense of homecoming rise in her heart.

In the past, she had often taken the Big Red Bird with her, traversing the Land of Abandoned Celestials in search of all kinds of spiritual treasures and rare wonders.

Here, she had also frequently encountered life-and-death crises, running into powerful fierce beasts many times and fighting them for tempering.

This made her mood involuntarily brighten. She rose on tiptoe and peered ahead.

The last time she came back, she had Gu Changge at her side, and she was teased mercilessly by all the uncles and aunties, who said she had brought her sweetheart home to meet the family—leaving her embarrassed and annoyed for a long time.

But this time, Gu Changge was still by her side—she just had no idea what her uncles and aunties would say about it.

“All ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠of you, wait here for me.”

Gu Changge instructed the many subordinates behind him, then took Gu Xianer with him toward Peach Village.

Very quickly, they crossed the Great Wilderness before them and saw from afar a mysterious Peach Tree standing before the village.

The village was not large, enclosed by a fence, with spirit herbs and the like planted around it. Strands of colorful mist flowed about, white fog drifted, giving one a sense of peace and tranquility.

Wisps of spiritual qi rose from all around, nourishing this land.

Auspicious beasts cried out... birds flapped their wings. Everything seemed so serene, like a paradise on earth. At the village entrance, old folk and children were playing—an incomparably harmonious scene.

The Peach Tree at the village entrance was resplendent and colorful, lush with branches and leaves, shrouded in a faint divine radiance.

Every single peach leaf bore profound, mysterious patterns, looking incomparably ancient—who knew how many years it had stood there.

Though it had yet to bloom, it carried an astonishing air of transcendent holiness.

A little girl, carved as if from pink jade, wore a large cotton-padded robe. Her hair was soft and smooth, her appearance sweet and obedient.

She sat on a bluestone at the village entrance, swinging her fair little feet, glancing outside the village from time to time, as if watching for someone.

At that moment, she seemed to notice Gu Changge beyond the village entrance. She froze for a moment, then rubbed her eyes, thinking she was hallucinating. Looking again, she finally confirmed that the person really was the shifu she had longed for day and night.

“Shifu...”

Her face instantly filled with delight, her eyes containing nothing but Gu Changge’s figure as she stumbled and scrambled toward him.

“No wonder I heard magpies chirping at the village entrance this morning—so Xianer has come back.”

“And she’s brought someone back to visit her family.”

“This girl left for... a whole year, and she’s finally willing to come back.”

At that moment, it wasn’t just her who had noticed Gu Changge and Gu Xianer—the other villagers noticed them too, and many came out happily to welcome them.

Peach Village grew lively. Numerous uncles and aunties came out, surrounding Gu Xianer and Gu Changge, sizing them up nonstop.

Several of the aunties in particular stared carefully at her belly for a good while, then sighed one after another, leaving Gu Xianer stunned and bewildered.

Then she realized what it meant. Rosy clouds rose on her fair, delicate little face, and she glared fiercely at Gu Changge.

It was all his fault, making her so embarrassed, getting misunderstood by these aunties.

However, Gu Changge paid her no mind. He was crouching down, holding Yao Yao’s hand, his expression gentle as he asked how she had been doing.

Yao Yao was overjoyed, sharing with Gu ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Changge all about her life in Peach Village during this time.

She loved these peaceful, tranquil days very much. Not only was there Tao Yao, who was like an older sister to her, but also the other villagers who treated her like family.

Here, she didn’t have to worry about anything—though sometimes, she missed him very much.

Gu Changge smiled, stroking her hair as he said, “As long as you like it here. In the future, when shifu has time, I’ll come visit you.”

As he spoke, he took out quite a few little trinkets he had picked out in the mortal world for her. Back when he was buying things for Gu Qingyi, he had thought of Yao Yao and picked some out for her along the way.

Now it seemed Yao Yao had no interest in cultivation, yet she adored these little trinkets.

Though she was sensible and well-behaved, in the end she was still just a child.

“Mm, thank you, shifu.”

“Yao Yao really likes it here. There are lots of little friends to play with me, and all the little animals are very obedient.”

Yao Yao’s eyes curved into crescent moons. She was so happy to finally see the shifu she missed most.

Seeing that she was living quite happily now, Gu Changge was relieved—it saved him some trouble.

“Xianer, ah, your auntie here has been through it all...”

On the other side, one of the aunties pulled Gu Xianer aside and began chattering away.

Gu Xianer’s face was covered in rosy clouds. She was so mortified she could die, feeling her ears burning. She was Gu Changge’s cousin—what on earth were they thinking? But the aunties didn’t care. In their view, with Gu Xianer’s personality, bringing Gu Changge back to Peach Village again and again—if there was nothing between them, they wouldn’t believe it.

No matter...

...how Gu Xianer explained, they all wore expressions of disbelief, leaving her utterly helpless. In the end, she could only pin the blame... on Gu Changge’s head, glaring at him fiercely several times.

Today, Peach Village was incomparably lively. Gu Xianer had once again brought Gu Changge back, and incidentally brought gifts for everyone—Heavenly Herbs, medicinal pills, and so on... all of which could extend life and strengthen one’s qi and blood.

Though she was usually stingy, miserly, and greedy for money, in front of the fellow villagers of Peach Village, she was extremely generous—practically emptying out her entire fortune.

Finally, several of Gu Xianer’s shifus appeared and examined her current cultivation progress. They were quite satisfied—though it couldn’t compare to Gu Changge, it far surpassed the Young Prodigies of her generation.

In their eyes, Gu Changge was simply a monster who could not be measured by common sense. Even they could not see through his cultivation now.

This shocked them greatly; they found it inconceivable. The last time they had seen Gu Changge was over a year ago.

In just over a year, his cultivation had improved by so much. However, this touched upon Gu Changge’s secrets, so though they were curious, they did not presumptuously ask.

With Gu Xianer and Gu Changge returning to Peach Village, everyone naturally prepared a sumptuous feast for them—all kinds of exquisite delicacies exuding enticing aromas.

Though it was far from comparable to the banquets of the Longevity Gu Family, it had a flavor all its own.

At the feast, everyone’s cups crisscrossed in toasts—it was very lively.

The aunties and uncles didn’t care about Gu Changge’s status, and quite naturally and familiarly inquired of him about his relationship with Gu Xianer.

To this, Gu Changge naturally answered without leaving a single gap, which made Gu Xianer—who had been watching him like a tiger eyeing its prey from the side—breathe a long sigh of relief, worried she might hear something mortifying from this fellow’s mouth.

But in the end, she couldn’t help feeling an indescribable sense of loss, feeling that the answers Gu Changge gave carried no other meaning.

When the feast ended, everyone went to rest. Gu Xianer also returned to her former quarters, planning to sleep.

The people of Peach Village had specially cleaned out a tidy room for Gu Changge, but he did not go to rest. Instead, he went alone to the Peach Tree outside the village.

In his hand he carried wine from the earlier feast, seemingly drinking by himself. Then he sat down beside the Peach Tree.

The moonlight was cold and clear, scattering a ground full of mottled silver fragments, like a pool of lake water stirred to pieces, exuding a serene, crystalline glow.

The Peach Tree was ancient and towering, lush with branches and leaves. Every peach leaf was like an antique work of art, covered in all manner of mysterious patterns.

Under the moonlight, it carried an even greater air of age and vicissitude—but more than that, a glistening radiance, mysterious and resplendent, swaying with the wind.

Gu Changge did not speak either, simply drinking by himself beside the Peach Tree, his gaze distant, as if pondering something.

Then, a vast white mist arose in this place, instantly enveloping the surroundings.

“You’ve got quite the nerve, acting like this right in front of me...”

A gentle, melodious voice, like the music of the heavens, rang out, carrying an ethereal, immortal air.

The next moment, a slender figure walked out from within the Peach Tree. Her features were blurred, yet she possessed a peerlessly elegant bearing. Her eyes were gentle, like autumn waters.

Yet they carried an air as if they could see through the ages of the universe itself.

Tao Yao had manifested her form. She seemed to be examining Gu Changge with great interest, just like the first time they met, as if trying to see straight through him.

Gu Changge continued drinking on his own. Hearing her words, he only then raised his head and smiled faintly. “Could qianbei be intending to drink?”

Tao Yao shook her head. “I never drink. I don’t like the taste.”

“What a pity. Such fine wine, yet qianbei has no chance to savor it.”

Gu Changge smiled.

Hearing this, Tao Yao did not respond, only stared fixedly at him. Then she said, “While I was sorting out Yao Yao’s Great Dao injuries, I remembered some memories...”

“Oh? What memories? This junior is rather curious.”

Gu Changge seemed somewhat surprised, though his heart stirred slightly.

Since Tao Yao and Yao Yao had not merged into one being, then logically she should not be able to remember everything.

He also wasn’t sure whether the scenes he had witnessed the last time he met Tao Yao were formed from his own memories, or whether she had deliberately revealed them so that he would see.

But regardless, Tao Yao and Lao Shi of the True Immortal Academy were old acquaintances.

Of that there was no doubt.

And the demoness in red, Tao Yao, and Lao Shi clearly belonged to the same era—one deeply connected to his identity as the Demon Lord.

Gu Changge had always felt that he was not the Demon Lord, yet he had no choice but to be. The karma of many things had been destined from the very beginning.

Including the relationships between Tao Yao, Lao Shi, Chan Hongyi, and himself.

Now that Tao Yao was bringing this up to him, could she be suspecting something?

“I remember I had a friend who loved wearing red. She said she would cultivate hard so as not to disappoint her shifu, and that when she grew up, she would marry her shifu...”

Tao Yao spoke slowly. As she spoke, her gaze remained fixed on Gu Changge, as if saying it for him to hear, yet also as if saying it to herself.

“Back when I was still a peach tree, I had only a faint sliver of sentience. It was she who saved me from the jaws of a... demonic beast. My true body is a heartless peach tree. Originally, I knew nothing of what lay beyond life and death... With her, I came to understand what a friend was. Sadly, that was an experience of the past. Looking back now, endless ages have already separated us, lost in a forbidden epoch. Perhaps I am the only one who still remembers.”

“Later, she brought me to her shifu’s side. At that time, I gained another friend—a stone. I never imagined that an ordinary stone, a hollow peach tree—even if we birthed sentience, we were muddled existences—could one day walk the Path of Cultivation like the rest of the Demon Race. Her shifu was very strict with her, but treated us extremely well, never disdaining us for our origins.”

“He taught me to read. I wanted him to give me a name, but he said... a name is a very important thing... So he taught me the character for ’yao’...”

Her voice was very calm, melodious as heavenly music, yet at this moment, incomparably forlorn.

“This friend of qianbei’s—does this junior know her?”

Gu Changge set down his wine, his expression unchanged. In a trance, the scene of that time surfaced before his eyes once more.

A yao spirit, hugging her knees, sitting upon a boundless wilderness, a withered peach tree behind her.

This yao spirit was born very beautiful, with long dark-teal hair like a bright mirror, so glossy it could reflect one’s image.

She gazed far into the sea of clouds, her pupils reflecting the clear sky and mountains, yet her expression was incomparably lonely, as if waiting for someone.

“I don’t know.”

Tao Yao shook her head, her words ambiguous.

She stared carefully at Gu Changge. Seeing that he did not raise his head, she sighed softly, no longer as casual as she had been at the start.

“You came to Peach Village this time because you have business with me, right?”

Tao Yao asked.

Gu Changge nodded. “I wonder how much qianbei knows about... the Demon-Burying Abyss?”

Tao Yao froze, then seemed somewhat puzzled. “You want to go to the Demon-Burying Abyss?”

Gu Changge’s expression did not change. “Just asking. I remembered some things and grew a bit curious. I figured qianbei has existed since ancient times and should know quite a bit about it.”

“I don’t know much about the Demon-Burying Abyss. If you want to understand it, why not go take a look yourself? Wouldn’t that do?”

Tao Yao suddenly laughed. This laughter was a complete change from her earlier gentle melodiousness, carrying an indescribable demonic quality.

And as these words fell, her form dissolved into motes of light, vanishing from this place and returning into the Peach Tree, without another sound.

Seeing this, Gu Changge’s expression... did not change much. Then he too rose and left.

Judging from today’s events, the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠situation was quite unfavorable for him. His purpose in seeking out Tao Yao had actually just been to see her attitude toward him.

From this attitude, he could naturally discern some of her thoughts—and even more, whether she harbored any suspicions about his identity.

The last time Lao Shi saw him, at first glance he was deeply shaken, feeling they were flowers of similar likeness.

And this time, Tao Yao had changed from her previous attitude, even recalling past events.

Wasn’t that a probe of him? So from the looks of it now, once the demoness in red saw him, she would inevitably recognize him.