Wandao Sect, Blood Sin Peak.
A few months ago, Blood Demon had sent Wang Qian and her daughter away.
A month ago, Blood Demon had used a mission as an excuse to send Yu Yunwei away as well.
The once-lively summit was now quiet, with only Blood Demon left, sitting alone in the courtyard, drinking and watching over the Imperial Uncle.
Although Blood Demon had always lived like this before, she couldn't help but feel a little lonely now that she was the only one on the summit again.
"Blood Demon, here's the thing you wanted." At noon, Qing Yuan arrived at the summit of Blood Sin Peak and handed her a doll-like object.
"Thank you for your hard work." Blood Demon smiled faintly, taking the doll and examining it closely. "Not bad. It's quite exquisitely made."
