Moreover, she was actually female.
Taiyi's expression remained calm.
He did not strike to kill again.
For although he had no intention of establishing a faction,
Yaoguang Holy Land had nurtured him, after all, and he did need to leave it some foundation.
Before returning to Beidou, he planned to take the opportunity to subdue some powerful Saint Beasts as divine beasts to guard the mountain.
Moreover, whether Zixia, An Miaoyi, or the other women, they were all his confidantes, after all, and he naturally would not begrudge looking after their sects.
Purple Mansion Holy Land was one thing; it was, after all, a Holy Land with a deep foundation.
But Miaoyu Nunnery's overall strength was indeed lacking.
It needed a powerful cultivator to stand guard.
"Offer up your main Primordial Spirit, and I'll spare your life!"
Taiyi looked down at the blood-drenched divine bird and spoke impassively.
"This... all right, I'll hand it over!"
Hong Luan, who possessed the Vermilion Bird's bloodline, paled drastically, somewhat unwilling.
For offering up her main Primordial Spirit meant that her life and death would henceforth be entirely in another's hands.
But as she gazed into his abyss-like eyes, utterly cold and without the slightest ripple, her heart could not help trembling. She hurriedly made her decision and shakily offered up her main Primordial Spirit.
"At least you know what's good for you!"
Taiyi's expression was indifferent.
He put away that main Primordial Spirit.
Hong Luan, a Saint King, shone brilliantly all over, her severed limbs regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then she transformed into a beautiful middle-aged woman dressed in red and cautiously asked, "My lord, where are you heading?"
"Don't you already know?"
Taiyi looked at her calmly.
It was as though he had seen straight through her