“Blood Rakshasa, Cui Qiuyuan, Qu Langhuan[1]...”0

Ye Qing raised a curious eyebrow. The world was a small place when you have enemies. Not only did he recognize all of the Grandmasters present, two out of three of them held a grudge against him.0

The woman in red dress was Blood Rakshasa, the handsome middle-aged man was the Mortician Cui Qiuyuan, and the woman in long palace dress was Qu Langhuan, one of the six Mistresses of the Li Hentian Palace. He had met her first at the Ghost Tower, and more recently at the Death Sea.0

Blood Rakshasa was looking frail despite her best attempts to disguise her weakness. It was because he screwed her over back at the basin, of course. Her main cultivation art, the “Blood Soul Divine Light” was rooted on fresh blood. Naturally, the best way for her to recover her strength was to consume massive amounts of blood. Moreover, the stronger her victim, the greater the vigor and vitality contained...0