The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

On the other side, Chao Zhao had already approached the half-demon.

The half-demon supported the old woman and stared at Chao Zhao who was walking towards him with a vigilant look, even baring his upper and lower fangs when she approached.

"Roar!"

He growled in warning.

"Little Wolf."

The old woman patted his shoulder, soothing him gently again and again until the half-demon's fangs were retracted. Then she looked at Chao Zhao with apology and gratitude.

"Thank you fairy."

She suddenly coughed violently and coughed out a mouthful of deep red blood. The blood flowed out from her palm and fell to the ground.

"Ow."

The half-demon immediately stared at her nervously, but was panicked because he had no ability to heal her.

"Grandma is fine."

The old woman's face turned paler after she spat out that mouthful of blood, but she still looked at the half-demon with a kind look and tried to soothe him.

"Use this."

Chao Zhao stepped forward and handed over a porcelain bottle.

It is difficult for mortals to withstand abundant spiritual power, so Chao Zhao screened through it before selecting the Fuyuan Powder, which is the most gentle one for cultivators.

"this......"

The old woman paused for a moment, and when she realized what it was, her expression suddenly became terrified. She quickly declined, "No, no, fairy, you should keep it for yourself."

"It's ok."

Chao Zhao dumped the porcelain bottle out, "I still have a lot."

"How good is this..."

The old woman's eyes were still filled with fear.

"Ow?"

The half-demon on the side tilted his head. The half-demon who had been half-transformed into a demon could not even speak human language. He looked at Chao Zhao and the old woman with a confused face as they were trying to refuse each other.

Then, as the old woman became increasingly nervous and frightened, he snatched the Fuyuan Powder from Chao Zhao's hand and stuffed it into the old woman's mouth.

The Fuyuan Powder melted in her mouth, and by the time the old woman reacted, the pill had already taken effect.

Zhao Zhao: “.........”

"this......"

The old woman was also confused.

However, Fuyuan Powder is obviously very effective for mortals. After taking it, the complexion on her face gradually became rosy, and even her posture was not so hunched.

"...Thank you, fairy."

The old woman lowered her head in shame.

"It's okay." Chao Zhao shook his head, then gave Xiaolang a thumbs up, "Well done."

The little wolf's black and gray tail fell behind it and swung violently.

The old woman’s condition could not deceive anyone, so at this time, Xiaolang was certain that Chao Zhao was here to help them, and the vigilance he had shown before gradually faded.

Even when Chao Zhao put her hand on the soul-locking ring around his neck, he just stared at her without any resistance.

Huo Aoran's sarcastic words suddenly came: "Without me, you can't unlock the Soul Locking Ring."

Unless Chao Zhao’s cultivation level is higher than his, but how is this possible?

After returning to Zhongzhou, with the help of his family, Huo Aoran has advanced to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul and has become the leader among the disciples from the aristocratic families.

"Yeah."

Chao Zhao murmured in a tone neither light nor heavy.

The next moment, she suddenly exerted force on the soul-locking ring with her hand - click.

A crisp sound suddenly rang out.

Although there was no fluctuation of spiritual power, the spiritual power flowing in the soul-locking ring suddenly dissipated in Chao Zhao's hands.

Like scrap metal, she crushed it easily.

The iron pieces were scattered all over the ground, and Huo Aoran and Jiang Xueji were silent.

"It seems that the quality of this Soul Locking Ring is not very good."

Chao Zhao clapped his hands, his light tone filled with nonchalant provocation.

"This is impossible!!"

Huo Aoran looked incredulous, his voice suddenly rose and his tone became sharp, "How could your cultivation be higher than mine?!"

There was also a clear fluctuation of emotion in Jiang Xueji's eyes.

Chao Zhao ignored him and just told the old woman and the little wolf to go home first.

The old woman had no doubts and nodded hesitantly.

"...Little Wolf, let's go back."

The little wolf was led away by her obediently, but his eyes kept turning to look at Chao Zhao, even though Chao Zhao had turned around to face Huo Aoran and others.

Huo Aoran almost took action.

"Chao Zhao, do you know that the person you let go is a half-demon?"

He said in a cold voice, "This half-demon is probably an undercover agent sent by the Fallen Demon Alliance. Can you bear the consequences of letting him go so easily?"

“Why should I take it?”

Chao Zhao looked at him strangely, "Is it because you have paranoid delusions? When did you become like someone with sensitive skin?"

Jiang Xueji bit her lower lip and said, "If you disrupt this operation, the Zhongzhou family will definitely not forgive you!"

"Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have the Ji family's support. The Ji family alone wouldn't dare to confront the Zhongzhou family!"

Before Chao Zhao could speak, Ji Shu's impatient voice interrupted Jiang Xueji.

"Wait a moment."

He sneered, "Let's not talk about whether the Ji family dares to do it for now. Let me ask you, an orphan whose family has been destroyed, what qualifications do you have to represent the Zhongzhou family?"

Zhongzhou is a vast territory and occupies a central location, so there are many aristocratic families, most of which rule one side. The disputes and conflicts caused by their interests have never stopped from ancient times to the present.

Until now, there has not been anyone who can unite all the families.

Jiang Xueji was turned away and dared not say anything.

"Then let the other disciples of the noble families know and see if they can still accommodate you!"

Huo Aoran glanced at Chao Zhao viciously, then turned and left.

Jiang Xueji had no choice but to follow.

"What a childish threat."

Chao Zhao shrugged indifferently.

Fu Xunying nodded.

"It doesn't matter. With my uncle here, he can't turn the tables."

"Wow."

Ji Shu exclaimed, "It's true that you're different when you have someone to back you up. You've really changed."

"......cough."

Fu Xunying looked away in embarrassment.

Wen Lianchong suddenly said, "Huo Aoran acts arrogantly, and other people may be the same."

Many disciples of noble families regard half-demons as a disgrace, inferior creatures, and even treat them as slaves.

Not all half-demons come from the Fallen Demon Alliance. Most of them can hardly survive on their own, let alone join the Fallen Demon Alliance.

“We can’t help everyone.”

Chao Zhao glanced at him and said, "Don't blame yourself for this."

"......Um."

Wen Lianchong nodded, "I know."

......

That night, Huo Aoran's plan to have the disciples from the aristocratic families exclude Chao Zhao failed.

During the massive search by the disciples of the aristocratic families, they found many half-demons from the Fallen Demon Alliance in Wancheng.

Just when the disciples of the aristocratic family wanted to celebrate, something unexpected happened.

That night, three people from the Shen family died quietly.

Only the servants of the Shen family died, but it was like an invisible slap in the face of the disciples of the aristocratic family.

"We have so many disciples from noble families here, yet they still dare to act so blatantly!"

One of the disciples from the noble family was extremely indignant.

Other disciples from aristocratic families made suggestions one after another.

"It seems that we can't keep those captured half-demons anymore."

Huo Aoran calmed down this group of disciples from aristocratic families, scanned the crowd, and found that there was no sign of Chao Zhao. He frowned and had the idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation to make a fuss.

"Where's Chao Zhao?"