The night was pitch-black. Gusts of cold, sinister wind swept across the stone steps of She Mountain. Unlike usual, this wind carried a hint of a wail, enough to make one's skin crawl.
At the foot of the mountain, on a large boulder, Tu Xiao'an used an arm as a pillow, comfortably enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.
The ten-centimeter Silver Mosquito hovered before Tu Xiao'an's eyes, buzzing softly as if trying its best to curry favor with its new master.
"From now on, you're not allowed to bite people. Got it?"
Tu Xiao'an smiled faintly. The mosquito's proboscis was laced with a potent venom.
But having subdued this Awakener-class mosquito, Tu Xiao'an slowly began to understand why the hook-nosed man used it to harm people.
These mosquitos could suck a person's Essence Blood, which would then solidify into a type of crystal within their bodies called Blood Essence.
It seemed this Blood Essence was of great benefit to Cultivators.
