Peach Blossom Island.
Inside an ancient temple shrouded in fragrance.
"Tsk tsk, Saintess Qingwu, the slot you sent carries bad luck, heh heh..."
Saintess Qingyan laughed with a look of pride on her face.
In the past, she had contested for the position of Island Master but lost to Saintess Qingwu in the promotion competition, holding a grudge ever since.
Fortunately,
Mo Wuxie, in the end, performed outstandingly and defeated Saintess Qingwu, ultimately securing the position of Island Master, balancing her heart and that of several other saintesses.
"Hehe, so many Demon Clan cultivators have come to the island, only that girl from Sea-God Palace has a decent relationship with us at Peach Blossom Island, worth saving. As for the others, let's just allow their flesh and blood to nourish the flowers and grass in Life-and-death Sword Valley..."
Saintess Qingyan smiled faintly, her delicate face exuding a sense of indifference.
...
Over the following days.
