Luoshui County.
Across the vast lake, the night wind broke the silence, scattering the river mist and stirring up the waves.
Inside an estate by the lakeshore, Jiang Ning looked at the Black Lotus Old Mother kneeling on the ground, his eyes utterly calm.
To him, the fear and submission in Black Lotus Old Mother's eyes were merely outward appearances.
As for what she truly thought, even he could not see through it.
But he did not dare let down his guard.
An old monster like this had lived for who knew how many years.
When it came to wits and schemes, he did not believe he could match her.
But he also knew one thing: with sufficient strength, none of that needed to matter.
All manner of stratagems, Ghosts and Spirits, were illusory before absolute power.
"Get up!"
Jiang Ning spoke.
At his words, Black Lotus slowly rose.
Her long skirt drifted like flowing clouds, swaying lightly in the night wind.
Beneath her bright eyes was an exquisite little face brimming with allure.
"Honored Deity." Black Lotus lowered her head and looked at the tips of her toes.
Her tender green-onion-like toes overlapped one another, making her seem somewhat ill at ease while fully displaying the manner of a young maiden.
Jiang Ning's heart remained unmoved as he watched her pose, and he did not care for it.
Beauty, frailty, submission—these were all merely the most superficial things.
Without such resolve, no matter how great one's power, one would only become a blade in another's hand.
What concerned him now was what Black Lotus Old Mother had just said.
Slaughter Luoshui County.
That was something he could not tolerate.
All sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind, and light continually flickered in his eyes.
"Black Lotus." Jiang Ning suddenly