In the Demon Suppression Division: Crimson Words Nurture the Blade, Slaying Demons to Prove the Dao

Seeing that Elder Mo was acting crazy, Jiao Yu stood in front of the three of them with his sword drawn.

She had just witnessed the power of the black water mosquitoes; she could raise her protective aura, but the three children behind her could not.

When those things pounced down, they couldn't even last three breaths.

Wei Xuanfeng's expression was solemn.

He discovered that even with all his attributes maxed out and his sword aura just beginning to form, facing this storm of living beings was no different from standing empty-handed in a downpour.

A profound sense of powerlessness spread through my heart...

"Don't be nervous," Old Mo said calmly. "It's not your turn yet."

He extended his index finger and gently traced a line between his eyebrows.

A drop of dark red blood seeped from under the skin and hung on the fingertip.

He quickly formed several hand seals in front of him, and the drop of blood flickered on his fingertip before suddenly dispersing into a very faint cloud of blood mist that drifted toward the dark cloud in the sky.

Old Mo's face suddenly turned ashen, as if half of his life had been drained away, and even his lips turned ashen.

The moment the swarm of black water mosquitoes came into contact with the blood mist, it exploded as if it had been ignited by something.

They were no longer a single entity, but rather fragmented into countless smaller groups, which began to tear each other apart.

The buzzing was sharp and piercing, and swarms of mosquitoes tumbled, fought, and devoured each other in the air. Broken wings, severed limbs, and translucent exoskeletons fell like scraps of paper.

Wei Xuanfeng saw two black water mosquitoes biting each other. One of them had its abdomen torn open, and the liquid inside splashed out. The other opened its mouth and swallowed the remains of its companion.

More mosquitoes are repeating the same process...

They devour each other.

At the same time, a wonderful fragrance suddenly burst into the air...

Old Mo stood beneath the swarm of mosquitoes, his hands still in the gesture of forming hand seals, his face ashen, but a smile playing on his lips.

Duan Hai knelt on the ground, his forehead pounding into the mud, his voice trembling as if he were crying.

"Congratulations, Elder Mo! Congratulations, Holy Insect!"

Jiao Yu's foot moved slightly.

She had just taken half a step back when Old Mo's voice rang out lightly.

"Gentlemen, I advise you to stay still." He pointed to the swarm of mosquitoes still biting each other overhead. "These little guys aren't entirely under my control right now. If anyone moves, I can't guarantee which direction they'll dart off in."

Jiao Yu stopped in her tracks.

Hu Murong quietly moved half a step closer to Wei Xuanfeng, his shoulder touching Wei Xuanfeng's arm.

Wen Shihan stood on the other side of Wei Xuanfeng. She didn't speak, but her hand had somehow already gripped the hem of his clothes...

"Old man," Wei Xuanfeng, unwilling to sit idly by and wait for his fate, spoke up, "What exactly are these mosquitoes?"

Old Mo turned his head slightly, his eyes filled with a sense of pleasure that said, "You finally asked."

"This black water mosquito was an egg that I, Black Flag, found in an ancient ruin in the southwest. According to ancient records, it contains a trace of the bloodline of the ancient ferocious insect 'Blood-winged Black Mosquito'. I, Black Flag, spent decades cultivating it using secret methods to obtain the first generation of live insects."

"But this trace of bloodline is too thin, like a dying ember. To truly ignite it and make it revert to its ancestral form, it must be guided by the Earth Immortal Spring Lotus. This substance is ranked among the ten most poisonous things in the world; ordinary people will die upon contact with it, but for the Black Water Mosquito, it is the only resource for tempering its bloodline."

"I carried it around and searched for decades, and finally learned that the Earth Immortal Spring Lotus had appeared near Kangcheng. My original plan was to let the black water mosquito eat the spring lotus and transform into a blood-winged black mosquito, and then use the entire Kangcheng as its first blood meal. The essence of a city would be enough for that blood-winged black mosquito to fully grow."

"Unfortunately, the news leaked. Before I could even make a move, Yang Xuyan found me first. That old guy was ruthless; he shattered my physical body with a single punch. I had to possess a dying cripple by the roadside just to survive. To guard against me, Yang Xuyan refined that Earth Immortal Spring Lotus on the spot and left with the elixir. I thought this trip was a waste..."

"But I never expected that the Earth Immortal Spring Lotus would have two flowers on one stem. I also never expected that Wu Santong would be so bold as to secretly hide another flower right under Yang Xuyan's nose. He thought he was clever, sending Xiuhua and Qisha to fake their deaths and hide the lotus, intending to keep it all for himself after the storm had passed. He calculated that Yang Xuyan would leave, and he calculated that the wolf pack would chase after him, but he didn't calculate... that I was watching him from the shadows the whole time."

The sounds of the mosquitoes fighting in the air gradually subsided.

As the debris fell away, only two black water mosquitoes remained, circling and confronting each other in the air before simultaneously swooping down on one another.

One of them was faster, its mouthparts piercing the abdomen of the other. The translucent insect body exploded in the air like a crushed bubble, splashing out a few drops of dark red liquid.

The victor hovered in mid-air, flapping its wings and emitting a very faint hum.

Wei Xuanfeng looked up.

The black water mosquito was entirely black, yet it shimmered with a very faint dark purple glow.

Its wings are no longer transparent, but resemble two pieces of polished jade, with faint crimson patterns showing through the edges.

So beautiful it seemed unreal, so eerie it seemed unnatural.

Old Mo raised his hand, and the black water mosquito gently landed on his fingertip, its six legs gently gripping his fingertip.

"To truly activate the bloodline of that blood-winged black mosquito, besides the Earth Immortal Spring Lotus, it is also necessary to make them feed on their own kind, raise their offspring to nurture the gu, and kill each other until only one remains. Only the one that survives to the end is qualified to swallow the Spring Lotus and complete its transformation."

He looked down at the black water mosquito on his fingertip, as if he were looking at his own child.

"Young friend, you are still young. I'll give you a chance." Old Mo raised his eyes and looked at Wei Xuanfeng. "If you are willing to join my Black Flag, I might spare your life."

Wei Xuanfeng smiled.

"I won't die if I don't join Black Flag."

"Oh?" Old Mo's smile deepened. "Tell me, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

He gently stroked the black water mosquito on his fingertips, his gaze slowly sweeping over the four people.

Let alone them, even Wu Santong.

It poses no threat to me whatsoever!

Unless the Martial Saint himself arrives...

"So you got your body smashed, you're incredibly stupid," Wei Xuanfeng said coldly. "At your age, you're still so impatient."

Old Mo's expression turned cold.

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is..." Wei Xuanfeng looked at the exquisite black water mosquito between his fingers and said leisurely, "Why don't you first make sure there's a Celestial Spring Lotus in the jade box before letting these mosquitoes kill each other?"

Old Mo's smile froze on his face.

He suddenly bent down and opened the lid of the jade box...

Empty! !

There was nothing there.

He paused for a moment, then looked up and stared at Wei Xuanfeng.

"When did you begin to doubt Duan Hai?"

As people age and become wiser, Old Mo instantly understood everything.

"Then we must thank Xiuhua. Before she died, she wrote down the name Duan Hai." Wei Xuanfeng took out a strip of cloth from his pocket. "Lord Duan, Xiuhua... you killed her, didn't you?"

"I only killed Qi Sha," Duan Hai said calmly. "As for her, it was suicide, I suppose."

"Duan Hai, retrieve the Earth Immortal Spring Lotus!" Old Mo's voice was frighteningly calm at this moment.

"Yes, sir!"

"Leave Duan Hai to me, you guys run!"

Even before Duan Hai started, it was the embroidery that moved!

She moved swiftly and stopped Duan Hai.

Blades clashed, and neither of them retreated an inch.

"Let's do it!"

Wei Xuanfeng didn't run away. After saying a word, he quickly charged towards Elder Mo.

At this moment, only one black water mosquito remained, and Elder Mo's cultivation level was only at the Martial Arts Realm.

No matter how you look at it, the advantage is in my hands!!

run!

The one who should run away is probably Old Mo!

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