The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1550: Fate, Not Long Left

Chapter 1550: Chapter 1550: Fate, Not Long Left

"I’m afraid you could never imagine that so many of the Demon Clan would die in this place, and it’s all because of this young girl. All of this is because of her!"

"What?!"

The other members of the Demon Clan in the courtyard crowded around upon hearing Lin Caisang’s words, looking incredulously at Yu’er.

"You... You must be talking nonsense, she’s just a little girl. What could she possibly do?"

"A little girl?"

Lin Caisang scoffed even more.

"Listen well, everyone. She is not just any little girl. This one here, I would estimate she’s older than anyone else in this place, of course, except for you, elder."

The old clan leader: "..."

He still felt Lin Caisang shouldn’t specifically single out his age, after all...

He didn’t want to acknowledge his age either; who wouldn’t want to be a few years younger?

Suddenly, it was as if he had thought of something, his gaze sharply focusing on Yu’er, his face showing even more anger.

"Has she been injected with magical energy from the evil influences, causing her to grow younger and younger?"

The magical energy within the evil influences was terrifying, yet it could make one increasingly younger, a fact all of the Demon Clan were aware of.

However, they were even more aware that this reversal of age was just a superficial phenomenon. Once a person started to become younger and younger, it also meant their lifespan was getting shorter and shorter.

With that in mind, he immediately crouched down, grabbed Yu’er’s wrist, and carefully took her pulse.

"Indeed!"

"Indeed what?" Lin Caisang asked him.

She naturally wouldn’t bother to take the pulse of someone so unforgivably wicked.

"This young girl’s life will not last much longer, she has at most half a year left," the old clan leader said melancholically.

"What?!"

Before Lin Caisang and Sui Zimo could express their astonishment, Yu’er was the first to scream in shock.

The black mist might not speak, but she could communicate with it in her heart. It had clearly said that as long as she obediently did what it told her and brought it the fresh blood of the needed Demon Clan members, it would make her grow younger.

Why then, in the eyes of this old man, was her life coming to an end?

"You’re talking rubbish, my life is still long. You’re just jealous that I’m getting younger; none of you can achieve that. You people, twisted by envy, really can say anything!"

She didn’t believe it, convinced the old man in front of her was deliberately deceiving her.

They must want to pry some confession from her lips, so they’re intentionally trying to scare her with their words; she won’t be fooled!

Do they really think she’s just a teenager?

"Tsk."

The old clan leader looked at her disdainfully and snorted.

"What good can come from making deals with evil influences? If it weren’t for your family treating the flesh of Demon Clan members as food, you would’ve died off long ago, and you think you can live forever?"

"You..."

Yu struggled to open her mouth but didn’t know what to say.

Deep down, she believed in the evil influences, but... she couldn’t help but doubt whether what this old man was saying was true.

Could it be true that her life was soon to end?

That’s impossible. She clearly felt fine, and even after being beaten by the man before her, there was not much pain in her body, and the pain quickly faded away.

How could such a body be at the brink of death?

"You’re talking nonsense, nonsense!"

All she could do was scream at the old clan leader at the top of her lungs.

"Whether I’m talking nonsense, let me prove it to you with the facts!" the old clan leader said, his cold eyes glaring at her.