Chapter 1139: Chapter 1041: Saintess Zihu Shi

"I am the elder in seclusion here. Hand over the Demon Treasure at once, or I’ll kill you with a single blow!"

Yang Tian said in a deep voice.

The young woman glanced around, her gaze suddenly falling on the corner where Yang Tian was. She said, "Come out. If you were really an elder in seclusion, you’d have killed me immediately. You must be after the Demon Treasure in my hand, aren’t you?"

Yang Tian was taken aback, realizing the young woman was right.

He stepped out from the corner.

The young woman paused upon seeing Yang Tian’s appearance: "I’ve never seen you before. Are you from the Blue Butterfly Palace or the Purple Butterfly Palace?"

"I am a disciple of the Blue Butterfly Palace, and a direct disciple of an elder!"

Yang Tian shouted.

"Impossible, I know everyone in all the palaces. I’m a master thief, intimately familiar with the entire Butterfly Race!" The young woman paused and said seriously, "I even know all the elders, but you—I’ve never seen you. Tell me, whose direct disciple are you?"

"Well..."

Yang Tian furrowed his brow.

"The most powerful elder here is Butterfly Pride. Could it be you’re their disciple?"

The young woman asked.

Yang Tian nodded: "Yes, I am indeed Butterfly Pride’s disciple!"

"Then you must be an alien race! There’s no Butterfly Pride here at all; you’ve been fooled!"

The young woman looked triumphantly at Yang Tian.

Yang Tian couldn’t help but feel angry.

This cunning young woman—how dare she try to trick him too?

He activated his Spiritual Breath and struck out towards the surroundings: "The thief of the Purple Butterfly Palace is right here!"

"Stop!" The young woman’s face changed dramatically: "I admit I scared you. Your secret—I’ll keep it. Just don’t expose me!"

Yang Tian stopped and smiled: "Tell me about yourself first."

"I..." The young woman hesitated for a moment and then said seriously, "I am Zihu Shi from the Purple Butterfly Palace, here to steal some Demon Treasures from the Blue Butterfly Palace."

"What Demon Treasure? Bring it over for me to see."

Yang Tian shouted.

"Alright!"

The young woman hurried over and handed over the Demon Treasure respectfully, but just then, a hint of mischief flashed in her eyes, and a rumbling sound followed as beams of ice shot out from the Demon Treasure, aiming at Yang Tian.

"Petty trick!"

Yang Tian activated his Spiritual Breath and shattered all the ice beams.

He reached out and grabbed the young woman’s throat, coldly saying: "If you dare pull another stunt, I’ll kill you."

"I was wrong, let me go..."

The young woman was very frightened.

Yang Tian released his grip and picked up the Demon Treasure, seeing it was a dish-like disc as large as a basin, his eyes showed some doubt: "What is this?"

"This is the Soul Technique Disc, which you can use to refine Soul Magical Artifacts; it’s very powerful."

The young woman said seriously.

Yang Tian studied the young woman closely, realizing she was likely telling the truth.

Seeing the young woman’s clothes were somewhat dirty but her face was extremely delicate, he suddenly asked: "Do you come here often to steal things?"

"Of course! I am a famous thief; everyone in the Butterfly Palace has heard of me, even though no one has seen me, and everyone has had something stolen by me!"

The young woman said proudly.

"Oh."

Yang Tian nodded.

Just then, a voice came from the Weed Ring: "You must be the Saintess, right?"

"Who is that?"

The young woman’s expression changed.

"Saintess?" Yang Tian furrowed his brow, releasing Lan Huling from the Weed Ring: "Ling, what do you mean by Saintess?"

"Why is there a little girl here?" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

The young woman grew a bit nervous.

"Big brother, if I’m not mistaken, she should be the daughter of the previous Palace Master, Hua Butterfly Flower Dance!"

The little girl said seriously.

Upon hearing the little girl’s words, the young woman’s face changed: "Who are you really? How do you know so much?"

As she spoke, the young woman struggled, producing a Spirit Needle in her hand, aiming it at the little girl.

Yang Tian reached out and grabbed the young woman’s wrist, applying a bit of force, causing the young woman to cry out in pain, and the Spirit Needle fell to the ground with a clatter.

"You’re definitely not ordinary!"

The young woman glanced coldly at Yang Tian and the little girl, about to leave.

But Yang Tian activated his Spiritual Breath and immobilized the young woman.

"Ling, keep talking."

Yang Tian was very interested in the young woman’s identity.

"Big brother, I must be right, she should be the previous Palace Master’s daughter, originally supposed to inherit the Palace Master position, but later Hua Wuqing seized it. Hua Wuqing killed the Palace Master, becoming the new Palace Master, and Flower Dance went missing, but I’m sure this young woman is Flower Dance!"

The little girl said seriously.

"The Hua Wuqing you mentioned is the current Palace Master, Chen Xiaoli?"

Yang Tian sneered coldly.

So Chen Xiaoli’s name is Hua Wuqing, no wonder she’s so cunning and cold-blooded. She must have killed many to seize the Palace Master position, hasn’t she?

At this thought, Yang Tian couldn’t help but sneer coldly.

"Don’t talk nonsense! I am from the Purple Butterfly Palace!"

The young woman said anxiously.

But her expression had already betrayed her.

"This all becomes interesting; I happened to encounter the daughter of the previous Palace Master—very well, very well!"

Yang Tian conceived a plan.

He released the restraints on the young woman and said: "From now on, you are my servant. You must do whatever I tell you to do, got it?"

"I won’t bother with you!"

The young woman said, intending to escape.

But Yang Tian created a Dharma Seal and recited a Spell, his soul emerging and flying towards the young woman, entering her body, deeply imprinting a Soul Mark upon her soul.

Having done all this, Yang Tian coldly said: "I’ve marked your soul, from now on you have no choice!"

"Big brother, that was brilliant!"

The little girl cheered.

The young woman’s complexion turned pale, aware of the consequences, she said unwillingly: "What will you do with me? Don’t hand me over to Hua Wuqing; she will kill me."

"Don’t worry, I know what to do."

Yang Tian said lightly.

He activated his Divine Sense, delving deeper, but furrowed his brow.

He saw Lan Hushan had been captured and was being taken away. Apparently, Lan Hushan had failed.

"This is trouble." Yang Tian glanced at the little girl Lan Huling beside him. Without the Butterfly Ice Sword, the little girl probably wouldn’t survive today. Suddenly, he turned to Flower Dance: "Can you steal anything?"

"Yes, Master, I indeed can steal anything, even the Palace Master’s Demon Treasure."

The young woman hurriedly replied.

"Perfect, I need you to help me steal the Butterfly Ice Sword!"

Yang Tian said.