"Vine Dao Venerable, there is no need for such courtesy. What brings you here?"
Lady Pingxin immediately laid down several layers of concealment formations. At the same time, she scrambled the Heavenly Secrets, making it impossible for even the other Saints to divine anything about Lin Tian's visit.
Lin Tian smiled. "My lady, you once said that if I could kill Lu Ya, you would reward me with twelve drops of Ancestral Witch Essence Blood. Does that promise still stand?"
As Lin Tian calmly explained, Lady Pingxin froze for a moment. She had indeed said those words to him, and she had genuinely intended to honor them.
But as Lady Pingxin saw it now, killing Lu Ya would be no easy feat for Lin Tian.
She therefore did not believe he could complete the task with his current abilities. Yet his manner clearly suggested that he had already killed him!
"Of course that promise stands. Could it be that you have already killed Lu Ya, Vine Dao Venerable?"
Lady Pingxin maintained an air of breezy composure, suppressing the surge of excitement in her heart rather than letting it show.
Having received Lady Pingxin's confirmation, Lin Tian waved his hand, and Lu Ya's corpse appeared.
"This is... Lu Ya's corpse!"
Lady Pingxin's expression trembled. She could no longer remain composed.
The moment she saw Lu Ya's corpse, Lady Pingxin completely exposed the hatred in her heart.
"Good. Very good!"
Lady Pingxin stared at Lin Tian, a trace of satisfaction in her eyes. Lin Tian knew it was the pleasure of revenge.
With a casual wave of Lady Pingxin's hand, twelve jade bottles appeared. A heaven-piercing aura surged within them, as though it was about to break free of their confines.
"These are twelve drops of Ancestral Witch Essence Blood. Leave Lu