Cao Yi called someone to fetch a box and carefully placed the magic blood given to her by Li Xuan inside.
"Be careful," Li Xuan said.
"Understood, Your Excellency,"
Cao Yi replied, "I'll stay with you a little longer."
After speaking, she waved her hand.
Little Meng Po and the Judge took the box and retreated.
Watching from afar as their Yama sat together with that mysterious man in a black robe, the two whispered to each other.
"About seventeen years ago, the Divine Martial Monarch died in battle and then resurrected, suddenly standing at the pinnacle among the cultivators of the Lingyi Sect, the most mysterious existence in all of Great Zhou.
Many little ones might have already forgotten about him..." Little Meng Po said wistfully.
The Judge said speechlessly, "Hey, are you talking about me?
And when did you do this homework?"
