Lion Dance Palace

"Great Elder, what did you think of what I just said?" Li Huowang looked at the woman in black robes before him.

Li Huowang did not know the other higher-ups of the Ao Jing Sect, but he could tell that this woman's status within the sect was certainly not low.

It was simply because every inch of her exposed skin was covered in all manner of bizarre scars, without a single patch left intact.

Her belly was swollen too, but judging by its size, it did not look as though she were carrying a child. It looked more like a bloated tumor.

The woman slowly opened her mouth at Li Huowang, revealing a hollow cavity. Not only had her tongue been pulled out, but even the skin inside her mouth had been peeled away. Her entire mouth was a glaring white, and everything within it, including her throat, was ulcerated.

Having explained why she could not speak, she picked up a Wolf Hair Brush beside her and began writing on the red Bamboo Scroll before her. "Li Huowang, this humble woman, Shen Benyou, has long admired your great name."

Immediately afterward, Shen Benyou continued writing. "Since this method is so excellent, capable of severely damaging the Dharma Sect and ending this natural calamity, why have the Royal Family and the Celestial Surveillance Division not used it? Why are you acting alone instead? Could it be that they are all fools?"

Li Huowang leaned forward slightly. "At a time like this, you're still discussing that? Just tell me whether you'll help or not. Didn't you say that those who have ascended the steps hold higher status in Ao Jing? Is this all the status I get?"

The brush tip lightly dipped into the black inkstone, then fell upon the red Bamboo