Chapter 220 - A Powerful Medicine (1/2)
Chapter 220 A Powerful Medicine
Buzz
Amidst the mosquito’s buzzing, Li Changshou actually heard some intention of probing and timidness… The little Blood Mosquito seemed to have suffered a huge grievance, but it did not dare to say anything. It circled around Li Changshou twice and carefully landed on the tip of his ear.
Naturally, Daoist Wen Jing had come to inform them.
What Zhao Gongming had discovered and detonated previously were also Blood Mosquitoes…
Li Changshou naturally knew.
In order to send him a message in time, Daoist Wen Jing had used Blood Mosquitoes to invade a group of sea fish in the sea area that was south of Anshui City. She had used the weak souls of the sea fish to feed them.
When there were important matters that needed to be relayed, the Blood Mosquitoes would devour the souls of the sea fish and rush over from the South Ocean.
Daoist Wen Jing’s mystical abilities…
Although it is harmful to the harmony of the heavens, it is indeed more convenient than my paper effigies.
Most importantly, it’s tree-efficient.
“Sir.” Daoist Wen Jing’s voice traveled to Li Changshou’s heart. She sounded a little aggrieved.
“Ah, the two Fellow Daoists were drinking tea just now. I didn’t expect that one of them would accidentally hurt you.” Li Changshou said gently, “I couldn’t explain your ident.i.ty to them. I’m sorry.”
The little mosquito flapped her wings.
Daoist Wen Jing, who was in a cave abode in the AparaG.o.dānīya Continent, could not help but roll his eyes. What did that mean?
Is he scaring me first before comforting me?
This is too old-fas.h.i.+oned.
Did he really think that I, Daoist Wen Jing, and the mighty queen of the Black-Winged Blood Mosquitoes would be so easily fooled?
Of course!
I will…
Daoist Wen Jing took advantage of the Blood Mosquito to look at the painting of mountains and rivers hanging in the middle of the back hall. Then, she recalled the ferocious aura that she had captured previously.
The person who had discovered her Blood Mosquitoes and pierced them was… that old man who had suddenly laid down in front of her that day!
Daoist Wen Jing would definitely not be mistaken! Even if he turned into ashes, she would still recognize that fellow!
At that moment, Daoist Wen Jing was completely certain that that person was the eldest outer sect disciple of Jie School, Zhao Gongming, who was said to be upright and righteous!
He had done such a thing, yet he is still known to be righteous…
Psht! The Dao Sect’s disciples are really wild and their hearts are really filthy!
Ha, Primordial World.
Although Daoist Wen Jing cursed in her heart, she did not dare to expose her emotions. She continued to pretend to be aggrieved to lower the Sea G.o.d’s guard against her.
Li Changshou held a cup of tea and said leisurely, “What major matter is it this time?”
“Lord, the Western Sect has been defeated by you this time. The six disciples of the Saints were stopped by Zhao Gongming alone, causing the Western Sect to fail. They have lost so many demonic soldiers in vain…”
“Tell me something I don’t know.”
“Yes.” The mosquito moved closer and muttered softly.
Li Changshou gradually frowned and quickly waved his hand to get Daoist Wen Jing to leave.
The Blood Mosquito was about to self-destruct when Li Changshou recalled something and said gently, “You have contributed greatly to the Dragon Palace’s siege this time. A few days ago, when you were outside the Dragon Palace, I and the Great Daoist Master were at the side. The Great Daoist Master also knows that you are now working for Ren School. In the future, when he sees you, he will not kill me directly.”
Daoist Wen Jing was stunned.
Before she could ask any more questions, the Blood Mosquitoes exploded and turned into a wisp of blood aura that quickly dissipated…
In the Cave Abode, Daoist Wen Jing sat up straight. For some reason, his breathing quickened.
Her phoenix-like eyes slowly opened, and there was a hint of warmth on her charming face. She couldn’t help but lift the corners of her lips. She snorted slightly.
“He… saw me?”
It was unknown what he was thinking about.
However, she soon revealed a smug expression and slowly lay down. She continued to fiddle with the Blood Mosquito puppets that she had scattered in the four seas.
She had to do what the Western Sect instructed her to do and also provide information for Ren School.
I wonder what the Ren School wants to get by asking me to continue hiding in the Western Sect.
Daoist Wen Jing knew very well.
To a Saint, she was just an ant that was stronger than the rest. The Ren School would not allow her to plot against the two Saints from the Western Sect…
At most, he would let her do some dirty work like a.s.sa.s.sination at some point in time.
At the end of the day, the Ren School is similar to the Western Sect. The so-called Great Sect is nothing much.
Daoist Wen Jing licked her red lips and her eyes became even more charming.
However, the difference between the disciples of the Saints on both sides was really too huge. On the Ren School’s side, both the Great Daoist Master and the L differences between the people and the Little Daoist Master… made her feel l.u.s.tful…
In the Sea G.o.d Temple of Anshui City, just as the Blood Mosquitoes dispersed, Li Changshou stood up and slowly paced back and forth, carefully considering the news that Daoist Wen Jing had brought.
The Western Sect had just started a conference for self-reflection after the battle. According to Daoist Wen Jing, the disciples of the Saints were furious and said that they wanted to plot against Zhao Gongming. However, the disciples of the other Saints did not respond.
The Western Sect’s plan to tame the dragons was indeed managed by the disciples of the Saint. The Saint did not intervene.
Just as she was worried, Master Zhao was hated in the Western Sect…
However, Daoist Wen Jing had only heard them mention that matter. It was unknown how the other party planned and devised their schemes.
Master Zhao had just left and said that he was returning to Mount Emei to cultivate. He also said that if there were any problems, he could ask his Brother Sea G.o.d to go to the Luofu cave on Mount Emei to look for him.
How should I remind Master Zhao to be careful?
Or should I let Master Zhao go to Three-Immortal Island to hide? Li Changshou thought carefully for a while. Then, he felt that based on Zhao Gongming’s methods and ident.i.ty, he could not be schemed by the West.
In the Western Sect, there were not many powerful experts among the disciples of the Saints. The great destiny of the world was currently in the Ren School and the Dao Sect.
I actually don’t need to worry about Master Zhao.
With my Great Daoist Master’s promise, Zhao Gongming should be carefree when facing the Western Sect.
In other words, unless the Great G.o.d-Conferment Tribulation descended, the members of the Dao Sect would kill each other. If the experts outside the Dao Sect wanted to touch Zhao Gongming, the difficulty would be no less than slapping the Grandmaster of Heaven.
If I wanted to plot against Master Zhao, what method would I use?
Li Changshou began to think from a different perspective and quickly thought of two ideas. However, both ideas were like walking on a tightrope on a cliff. The worst would be his own death.
In that case…
“I can only wish you a safe and peaceful life for hundreds of thousands of years in the future, Master Zhao.”
Li Changshou chuckled.
He began to a.n.a.lyze in his heart. The second thing that Daoist Wen Jing sent him was their subsequent arrangements.
The Western Sect did not give up on taming dragons…
That made Li Changshou feel much more at ease.
Over the past few days, Li Changshou had been worried that the Western Sect would cower and give up on pressuring the dragon race. If that happened, the Heavenly Courts would be making a fool of themselves.
That would be great.