"I'm not after your territory. The Blood Sea is so vast—how many living beings do you see here? Why would I leave my perfectly good Blood God Palace to occupy your territory?
"Besides, you're connected to those two. How could I dare set my sights on you?"
The last time Ming He had entertained thoughts about the Du'e Divine Stele, the consequences had been severe. Having learned that lesson, he no longer dared to harbor any designs on Xiao Ling.
This little fellow was now like a living ancestor. If he angered her, Ming He feared that Saint Han Xi would come knocking.
"Oh, right. If Big Brother gets angry, you definitely won't get away with it."
Seeing how cautiously Ming He spoke of Big Brother and the others, she knew they were formidable enough that this fellow would not dare bully her.
"Fine, I'll take you there. But you can't bring those stinky things over, or you'll trigger a disturbance there."
A long time ago, too much Filth Qi had entered the small island. Fortunately, they had been there to control it; otherwise, the island would have burst apart.
"I won't. Everything will be as you say."
Ming He promised, deeply curious about where Xiao Ling had come from.
"Then it's settled. No funny business!" Xiao Ling glared fiercely at Ming He, seemingly trying to intimidate the big fellow.
Ming He could only nod frantically. He could not even get a word out now. This was far too childish!
With Xiao Ling leading the way, Ming He followed her deeper and deeper into the Blood Sea.
The depths of the Blood Sea? Ming He could not help drawing in a breath of blood qi. Could it be that the Blood Sea he occupied was not the whole of it?