Chapter 1138: Chapter 1040: Butterfly Thief

"You’re very straightforward!"

Yang Tian said.

"Of course. The women of our Butterfly Race are all this straightforward."

Lan Hujiao said with a smile.

"But you told me that once I give you a child, you’ll kill me. Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you first?"

Yang Tian asked with interest.

"The women of our Butterfly Race are told from a very young age that everything must be solved through Martial Power. I’ve taken a fancy to you, so I’ll use force to make you submit, make you obediently help me breed offspring, and afterward I’ll also make you obediently let me kill you." Lan Hujiao said proudly, "Only your blood can make my child become powerful in a short time!"

"Then if I say I don’t agree, are you going to fight me?"

A Holy Sword appeared in Yang Tian’s hand with a twist.

"You can’t beat me. With just one thought, all those secluded elders will come out. They’ll be more than happy to help me suppress you, make you obediently become my man!"

Lan Hujiao said triumphantly.

"Looks like today’s matter really does have to be solved by force." Yang Tian paused, then said, "Call out your Palace Master. Aside from her, the rest are not worth mentioning."

"What an arrogant tone!"

Lan Hujiao was angered as well.

She vibrated the wings on her back and was just about to send out a signal when, at this moment, an anxious voice rang out: "Aunt, don’t!"

"Lan Huling?"

Lan Hujiao trembled.

Yang Tian also frowned. Why was the little girl Lan Huling in the Weed Ring speaking up at this time?

"Big brother, hurry and let me out."

The little girl’s voice sounded anxiously.

Yang Tian waved his hand, opened the Weed Ring, and released the little girl Lan Huling.

The little girl Lan Huling plopped down onto the ground.

"Lan Huling, is that really you?" When Lan Hujiao saw Lan Huling, her eyes were full of surprise. "Weren’t you already infected by the blood curse and ran away? So that means you were saved by him?"

"Aunt, it’s me."

Lan Huling stood up and threw herself into Lan Hujiao’s arms, bursting into loud sobs.

Lan Hujiao’s expression was complicated, but she still comforted Lan Huling: "Don’t cry. Aunt knows you’ve been wronged, but with me here, no one can take you away."

Her words of comfort only made Lan Huling cry even harder.

After all, Lan Huling had already been branded an abnormal being; if she was caught, she would be executed.

"This is trouble."

Yang Tian felt a headache coming on.

Who would have thought that Lan Hujiao was actually Lan Huling’s aunt?

"Ling, tell Aunt—how did you meet him? Does anyone know you’re here?"

Lan Hujiao hurriedly asked.

"It went like this..." Lan Huling told the story of her and Yang Tian, and finally she said earnestly, "Big brother even had Lan Hushan steal the Butterfly Ice Sword to save me. Once we get the Butterfly Ice Sword, the blood curse on my body can be sealed."

"Lan Hushan went to steal the Butterfly Ice Sword?" Lan Hujiao wasn’t stupid; she immediately realized something. "So that means Lan Hushan asked you to come kill me as the price for the deal?"

"You’re not wrong. That’s exactly it."

Yang Tian nodded.

"The Butterfly Ice Sword can indeed seal the blood curse on her body, but that’s just treating the symptoms, not the root. She’s still an abnormal being. If the others discover her, I’m afraid I won’t be able to protect her either." Lan Hujiao paused, then said, "Take her away from here. I’ll create a diversion. Once you leave, don’t come back."

"She’s about to die. She can’t leave."

Yang Tian shook his head.

Lan Hujiao glanced at Lan Huling, then nodded. "That’s true. Only by getting the Butterfly Ice Sword into our hands can we keep her alive. How about this: I’ll go see if I can steal the Butterfly Ice Sword. If I succeed, you immediately take her away. If the others find her, she’ll definitely die."

"I’m aware of that."

Yang Tian said.

Off to the side, the little girl Lan Huling said nervously, "I don’t want to leave. I’m of the Butterfly Race, I’m not an abnormal being. As long as we get the Butterfly Ice Sword, I can seal the blood curse in my body. When the Palace Master comes out of seclusion, I can ask her to remove the blood curse from me. Then I can go home."

"Palace Master?" Lan Hujiao shook her head. "That’s not very realistic. For thousands of years, the Palace Master has never brought any clansman back from the dead. Even her most beloved disciple was allowed to live and die naturally."

The little girl’s face turned pale at that.

Yang Tian patted the little girl’s shoulder. "Don’t be afraid. With me here, I’ll think of a way to seal the blood curse in your body."

"Thank you, big brother..."

The little girl said weakly.

Lan Hujiao glanced at Yang Tian and said, "You protect her. I’ll go check the situation."

With that, her figure flickered and she disappeared.

"We’ll go as well."

Yang Tian put the little girl back into the Weed Ring, then with a shake of his body, he returned to his female guise. His figure flickered, and he followed behind Lan Hujiao, arriving at the eastern cliff outside the palace.

This cliff rose up into the clouds, filled with many caves.

Inside were some elders cultivating.

The Butterfly Race’s grand elders were also in seclusion inside. As for Chen Xiaoli, Yang Tian had no idea where exactly she was secluded.

Lan Hujiao entered through one of the cave mouths.

Yang Tian didn’t rush in. Instead, he ran his Divine Sense through the entire cliff face. Very quickly, deep within the mountain wall, he sensed Lan Hushan’s aura.

Looked like Lan Hushan had already succeeded?

Yang Tian’s figure flickered as he slipped into a cave.

The interior of the cave was extremely complex, with many forked passages. One wrong turn and he’d never reach his target.

As he walked, Yang Tian grew impatient.

So he drew the Holy Sword and pierced straight through the stone wall, heading directly for the cave where Lan Hushan was.

But very soon, he heard urgent footsteps. He stopped and heard a sharp, feminine shout: "Catch her immediately! This is outrageous! Someone from the Purple Butterfly Palace came here to steal a Demon Treasure. Capture her and report to the grand elders. Have her executed!"

"Yes!"

A chorus of sharp voices rang out, followed by hurried footsteps.

Only when everything quieted down did Yang Tian break through the wall and land in the passage.

All around was calm.

Yang Tian spread his Divine Sense out around him, and behind a stone statue ahead he spotted a young girl.

The girl wore purple clothes. Her large, jet-black eyes darted around. Seeing no one, she stepped out, holding a blue Demon Treasure in her hand, looking very pleased with herself. "Try and catch me! I, the mighty Butterfly Thief, am no empty reputation!"

The girl strutted forward proudly, heading in Yang Tian’s direction.

Yang Tian suddenly let out a low, deep voice: "You’ve got guts—someone from the Purple Butterfly Palace dares come here to steal!"

"Who?"

The originally smug girl’s face changed...