"Ye Zhen of the Mara Sect greets you, fellow Daoist." The woman in brocade slowly rose. Her face and clothes began to blur and change at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, she became a young woman in a colorful dress. She held the same crimson jade ruyi in her hand, while five or six leather pouches of different colors had appeared at her waist.
The woman was beautiful, her looks no less striking than those of the earlier "Chu Zhen'er." But her brows were slightly longer and finer, and the bridge of her nose a little higher, lending her a colder, more aloof air.
"You put on quite a performance. It seems you came specifically for me?" Wang Yu held his saber crosswise before him and spoke evenly.
"Of course. I followed my artifact's guidance all this way and killed several birds carrying your essence blood, wasting one trip after another. If I don't settle accounts with you, who else should I go after?" The woman snorted. The jade ruyi vanished from her hand in a flash. Turning her hand over, she drew three blue bird corpses, each about a foot long, from her Storage Bag and flung them heavily to the ground.
"So that's it. It seems they're also the reason you managed to track me down." Wang Yu frowned slightly at the sight.
"Hehe, you're quite clever. You knew that killing disciples of our Demonic Path would leave a vital blood mark on you, and you even knew to use these birds to confuse the artifact's tracking. Anyone else might truly have been helpless against you, but unfortunately for you, I happened to have a way to find you.
"Still, you do have some skill. I put so much effort into that performance,