She wanted to see exactly how Wang Yu would clean up this mess.
Her memory of this cultivator, who had burned away his lifespan and forcibly crossed the limits of his aptitude, was still fairly deep. In her eyes, he was clearly the sort of person who would stop at nothing for power.
People like that used any means necessary, had low credibility, and had no relatives or friends to restrain them, so they were very prone to going to extremes.
Deceiving Yu Tang Tang, this fat purse, seemed like a rather good choice.
At the side, Wang Yu saw that Tantai Chan had fallen silent, and that her expression was rather strange, but he had no mind to guess what she was thinking.
He was still worrying over whether the other party would choose to eat him, the trading partner.
At the same time.
At the center of the Nine Peaks of the Inverse Spirit Blood Sect, behind the Blood Demon Hall.
Having just slid down from the Tri-Colored Dragon Finch's wing, the furtive Yu Tang Tang was tiptoeing across the smooth ground paved with Blood Jade Glaze.
Every time she passed a palace, her small chest rose and fell quite noticeably several times. She was clearly taking deep breaths to relax her body and mind, unaware that this manner of hers had long since been discovered.
Several strands of divine sense intertwined in midair, passing messages to one another. They seemed to be whispering in secret, but in truth, they were openly gossiping about Yu Tang Tang in broad daylight; the little girl simply could not hear them.
"What trick is this little ancestor playing again? Why isn't Rainbow Finch playing hide-and-seek with her?"
"This old man will go ask."
"No need to trouble yourself. Judging from the