"Lord Envoy!"
On the reefs, a Daoist said in a trembling voice, "We have searched everywhere and kept watch outside Bear Stockade for a long time...
But we simply cannot find any trace of this Sea God!
Please spare us, Lord Envoy!
We are willing to seek out a thousand years' worth of Mortal Blood for you!"
"Mortals?" A hint of chill flickered in the woman's eyes. "What use is mortal blood?
Not only does it contain no spiritual energy, it also diminishes one's merit.
You have followed me for so long; you should know that I have long cleansed away the karmic sins left by my original cultivation and no longer slaughter mortals wantonly.
As for you two, hmph!
Since the sect still has need of people, I shall temporarily spare you for your failure."
The two Daoists both heaved sighs of relief and hurriedly cried out:
"Thank you, Lord Envoy!"
"Thank you, Lord Envoy!"
The woman cast the two of them a cold glance. The two True Immortal Daoists immediately shut their mouths, remaining on their knees without daring even to breathe loudly.
These human Qi Refiners are truly useless.
The woman snorted coldly, narrowing her long phoenix eyes as she stared at the distant sea surface and pondered the order she had just received from the sect.
Her Daoist title was Wen Jing. Originally, she had been the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito King who attained the Dao—not demon, not spirit, but an ancient fiendish devil;
Strictly speaking, she was even a Queen!
Before the ancient Six Sages had attained the Dao, she had led the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito Swarm in ravaging the living beings of the west. Later, she was subdued by the two 'candidate' Saints of the west, yet they did not kill her.
—At that time,