Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok! Chapter 90

Chu Wuyi opened the door just a crack, and Cen Lizhui felt the overwhelming misfortune aura.

It’s not the typical misfortune aura, but rather the unsettling presence that demonic creatures tend to exude.

Normal people rarely notice this peculiar aura, but according to the Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect, Cen Lizhui naturally possesses the ability to sense these things.

He had sensed it on Wu Jie before, but Wu Jie seed to know how to restrain it, unlike the presence from this particular room now.

If an ordinary person were to enter this room, they might feel the air damp and their mood inexplicably oppressive.

Such misfortune aura often brings bad luck to people.

Looking at Chu Wuyi’s patched clothes, Cen Lizhui was quite certain of this.

"I’ve seen many strange things. Upon hearing you describe your sister’s illness, I wanted to take a look. Perhaps there’s a way to treat it," Cen Lizhui said.

Upon hearing this, Chu Wuyi opened the door and invited him in.

His sister only had two sets of clothes to change into, and she was covered with a quilt now. Over the years, they’ve seen countless doctors and the illness has persisted. Such encounters are no longer embarrassing for the siblings.

On the day Chen Muxue underwent her Tribulation, the phenonon was grand. Naturally, Chu Wuyi knew the person before him was skilled, but he wasn’t too hopeful. Experience had taught him that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointnt.

Cen Lizhui hesitantly examined the already small firewood room several tis before finally setting his sight on Chu Wuxin.

He slowly approached Chu Wuxin, eventually concluding one thing — either Chu Wuxin carried sothing demonic, or she was the demonic presence herself.

This was strange. Even with a deadly fate or a curse, one shouldn’t have such a terrifying aura encumbering them. If she were a demonic presence herself, she would have so control over it, rather than the current situation where the aura was wildly unrestrained, causing her own distress and resulting in a facade of illness.

Cen Lizhui was almost certain in that brief ti that it wasn’t so strange disease, but rather a concentration of many people’s misfortunes focused on this girl.

Oddly, beyond the girl’s own Life Force, there seed to be another force subtly controlling the negative energy surrounding her.

"It seems... sowhat like the work of the Demon Clan?" Cen Lizhui murmured.

Upon hearing this, Chu Wuyi’s eyes widened: "What nonsense are you speaking? How can my sister be related to the Demon Clan? If that’s your conclusion, then I must refuse your help!"

In this world, let alone the Demon Clan itself, even being suspected of connections to the Demon Clan renders one sentenced to death. The Immortal Supervision Bureau deploys most of its black-clad agents for this reason.

There’s not just a fear of unlikely events, but if you’re in a normal place, there’s little chance of stepping on demon beast feces. Even those intentionally trying often can’t breach the seal between the Demon Realm and the mortal world.

Chu Wuxin had just finished the porridge made by Chen Muxue and felt so strength returning. She was now awake and, hearing their conversation, fearfully shrank into the blanket, covering her head and not daring to erge.

"Listen to !"