Inside the cave abode, half of Wen Jing's face lay in the light and half in shadow. The thought and worry in her eyes had never receded.
To be honest, she was somewhat panicked.
So much time had passed since Taibai Star Lord secretly brought her under his control.
At the beginning, Taibai Star Lord had still been the Sea God, gathering Incense Merit along the Shore of the South Sea, preparing for his meteoric rise.
Back then, she had not known why Lord Star Lord had set his sights on her. Looking back now, it was likely because she had plotted against that tiny Du Xian Sect.
She was one of the finest among the Primordial Chaos Fierce Beasts, the big sister of the Blood Sea. Back in those days, the only one in the Blood Sea she had not dared provoke was Ancestor Minghe—yet in the end, she had fallen to an inadvertent little scheme.
Daoist Wen Jing still remembered her miserable experience back then.
First, she had inexplicably encountered Zhao Gongming. Without a word, Zhao Gongming had fallen over, and Qiongxiao had come running from the side in tears, catching her wholly unprepared and leaving her utterly baffled.
Though she had eventually escaped by pretending to be a kind-hearted woman, her Dao heart had gone out of balance, and the Sea God had easily broken through her mental defenses...
It had all been a scheme!
That was Lord Star Lord's method!
Wen Jing had always believed that even if all the Saint disciples of Western Teachings were added together, they still would not be enough for Lord Star Lord to scheme against.
The facts had proven that this was indeed the case.
There was no need to mention those old Daoists whose names did not matter. From