On the other side, the members of the Netherworld Sect were all smirking coldly as they looked at Qian Xunyue. Blood stained the corners of her mouth, though she remained as breathtakingly beautiful as ever, yet she appeared utterly terrified.
"Hehe, there's no need for you to shout. Your Granny Chi is now my slave, and I've already got her under control," the leader of the Netherworld Sect said, stroking his chin and appreciating Qian Xunyue's unmatched beauty with a playful grin. "So, this is the Yaochi Holy Water! It smells so fragrant!"
The leader of the Netherworld Sect held a lotus-like treasure in his hand. His eyes gleamed with greed as he waved it a few times. The treasure sparkled with immortal light, and spiritual energy drifted from it. A Heaven Rank Martial Artist would probably be able to break through a level of cultivation just by inhaling its scent.
