Darkness.
Outside Guangyuan City, within a mulberry forest.
"I pay my respects to Master."
Yuan Tu prostrated himself before a figure clad in a crimson robe, whose expression was sinister and cold.
"Very good, Little Thirteen, you have truly lived up to my expectations, my proudest disciple. Not only have you made swift progress in the Red Blood Demon Skill, but you even managed to kill Xu Ning with the Burning Spear, making your name renowned throughout the world, heh heh..."
The Red Blood Demon laughed strangely, "It was not in vain that I held back the experts of the Wind and Rain Sect for you!"
"It's all thanks to Master's excellent guidance."
Yuan Tu responded in a measured manner.
"But why... when I look at your expression, do I feel somewhat displeased?"
The Red Blood Demon grinned hideously, suddenly pulling out a small bell from his chest and gently shaking it.
Ding-a-ling-a-ling...
