The Eighth Heavenly Star Tear

Blue Demon let out a long breath. "With those three reasons laid out, you've convinced me! You also forcibly held back the hot blood that had rushed to my head."

Lin Xiaosu smiled. "Actually, there's no need. Hydra—we can just treat it as already destroyed."

Blue Demon's gaze flickered. "Because its foundation is already in our hands. As long as we dig out the root beneath it, even if the Overlord remains, he will no longer be the Hydra Overlord. At most, he'll just be some individual with extraordinary abilities, right?"

"Senior Sister understands!"

"We're leaving!" Blue Demon said. Her gaze turned toward a flyer sweeping past low in the sky—the Qianlong Flyer.

"Alright!" Lin Xiaosu uttered a single word. At the same time, a wisp of sound slipped into her ears through Secret Voice Transmission.

Blue Demon's eyes abruptly widened.

The flyer landed, and Bloodmark entered it.

Blue Demon gave Lin Xiaosu a deep look before entering the flyer as well.

The flyer tore through the air and departed. By the silent shore, the waves rolled gently.

The Thousand-Spirit Saintess slowly shifted her gaze over. "Aren't we using the Wing Blades to return to your hometown?"

Lin Xiaosu blinked. "We don't have Wing Blades. We can only take the high-speed rail."

The Thousand-Spirit Saintess burst out laughing. "Stop playing mysterious with me. I've been watching from the side these past few days, and I figured it out long ago. You're not honest with Qianlong at all. You openly pocketed the Wing Blades for yourself, and you still dare blink those eyes and play innocent."

"What do you mean, play innocent? I am innocent!" Lin Xiaosu said. "The Wing Blades have gained sentience now. They have ideas of their own... In Luoba Prefecture, they saw how pitiful I was and