Chapter 558: Deadly Red Lips

Zu An was speechless. They had almost lost their lives during a trial in a feudal dynasty, yet this woman had ended up in the Primordial World?

Could it be that this secret realm assigns different trials based on the cultivation level of the entrants?

He certainly remembered the past event the other person was talking about. In the world of *Investiture of the Gods*, there was a mysterious Primordial Fierce Beast whose origin was unknown. Her single appearance was remarkably domineering: she sucked the renowned Golden Turtle Immortal Mother dry, leaving only an empty shell.

The Golden Turtle Immortal Mother was no ordinary being. She was one of the Four Chief Disciples under the Primeval Lord of Heaven, and even in the Primordial World, her cultivation was top-tier. It was only because she had been restrained by Daoist Jieyin, leader of the Western Sect, and rendered immobile, that Daoist Mosquito seized the opportunity to suck her dry, leaving an empty shell.

After sucking the Golden Turtle Immortal Mother dry, Daoist Mosquito traveled west and consumed three petals from the Western Sect's Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit. This delayed the establishment of Buddhism by the Western Sect by a full thousand years.

After that, there was no further record of Daoist Mosquito in the entire *Investiture of the Gods* world. She seemed to appear out of thin air and then vanish just as suddenly.

Zu An's thoughts were a jumble now. Judging by the situation, was that Daoist Mosquito the very person in front of him, who had traveled through time?

What was the point of fighting then? That was the Primordial World, after all, where gods and buddhas walked everywhere, and Grand Luo Golden Immortals were common as dirt. If Daoist Mosquito could thrive there, how could the two of them possibly deal with her now?

However, Zu An ultimately did not give up. Instead, he tried saying, "If we hadn't brought you back in advance, you probably would have been slapped to death by Daoist Jieyin of the Western Sect. So you should be grateful to us."

Pei Mianman, standing nearby, was completely bewildered and couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

Daoist Mosquito, however, looked surprised and uncertain. "Brat," she exclaimed, "how do you know Daoist Jieyin?"

A thousand thoughts raced through Zu An's mind—it really *was* Daoist Jieyin! He quickly asked, "What is your cultivation level now?"

Perhaps seeing that he also knew about that world, Daoist Mosquito became a bit more eager to talk. "Speaking of which," she said, "I have you to thank. My journey to this secret realm was quite fruitful. Actually, those gains are secondary. The main thing is that I witnessed a different world and learned that cultivators could be so powerful. Now I have a clear direction for my future endeavors. Looking at the masters in this world now, they're nothing but frogs in a well."

Her tone was natural as she spoke, inadvertently revealing the demeanor of a grandmaster. It was predictable that once she returned to seclusion for a period, she would emerge as one of the world's most formidable experts.

Zu An couldn't stop complaining inwardly. "Are you the protagonist or am I?" he thought. "If I went to the world of *Investiture of the Gods*, maybe I could also get some top-tier magic artifacts."

However, he secretly suspected that the world Daoist Mosquito went to might not be real. After all, the Yin Ruins secret realm was established by Wu Geng. Although he was powerful, he wasn't strong enough to create a Primordial World. It was highly likely that he had created a false Primordial World to trick Daoist Mosquito.

After all, in that secret realm, Wu Geng was like a god; he could set up anything he wanted.

But how would Wu Geng know about *Investiture of the Gods*? Had he read a later novel, or had he personally experienced those events?

At this moment, Daoist Mosquito continued, "What you said is not wrong. If you hadn't summoned me back in time, I might have already died there..."

As she said this, her face flushed. In fact, shortly after arriving in that world, she was captured by Daoist Jieyin and had no power to resist whatsoever. She was imprisoned for an unknown period and only managed to escape when the child guarding her became careless. Then she absorbed three petals of the Western Sect's Golden Lotus. She had already sensed Daoist Jieyin's return and had originally intended to fight to the death, even if killed by Daoist Jieyin, she would drain the Golden Lotus to make him regret messing with her.

Zu An cupped his hands in a respectful gesture. "Since we have shown you kindness, we ask for no reward," he said. "Let us part ways here and meet again someday."

As he was about to pull Pei Mianman away, a blur appeared before his eyes. Daoist Mosquito had already blocked their path. "Trying to leave?" she said. "It's not that easy. Hand over the *Phoenix Nirvana Sutra*, and perhaps I'll grant you a swift death."

Zu An looked speechless. "You've been to a world filled with immortals and buddhas," he said, "and even absorbed three petals of the Golden Lotus of Merit. Are you still fixated on a book that might not even grant immortality? Are you serious?"

Daoist Mosquito's old face flushed, and she snorted. "It's precisely *because* I witnessed that world that I yearn even more for immortal longevity," she retorted. "If I could have fully absorbed that Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus, I might not have needed your *Phoenix Nirvana Sutra*. But unfortunately, I didn't finish, so I have no choice but to come to you."

No sooner had she finished speaking than she reached out and grabbed at Zu An. Her speed was far greater than during their last encounter, clearly indicating significant improvement in the secret realm.

Zu An's cultivation had also improved. He quickly activated "Sunflower Phantasm," splitting into three figures that ran in different directions.

Daoist Mosquito sneered, "That trick again!"

A hint of gold appeared in her eyes, and a vague outline of a golden lotus could be faintly seen.

"Got you!"

She ignored Zu An's two illusory clones and directly attacked his true body.

Zu An's reaction was swift enough; he quickly brought his sword up horizontally in front of him.

With a crisp clang, Zu An was sent flying backward. It took him a moment to regain his footing, a trace of blood already spilling from the corner of his mouth as his internal energy churned violently.

Daoist Mosquito's gaze fell upon the Taia Sword in his hand. "This sword is indeed good," she said. "I'll gladly take it along with everything else later."

Clearly, she had been impressed by the sword during their previous encounters before entering the secret realm.

No sooner had she finished speaking than she continued her attack on Zu An. Having gained much from the secret realm, she was confident she could subdue him within three moves.

Just then, a black rose bloomed nearby. Daoist Mosquito's brows furrowed slightly; she sensed the destructive power contained within the black flames and dared not let the black rose explode on her.

She raised her hand and delivered a palm strike, directly dispersing the beautiful rose.

Looking at Pei Mianman not far away, she said, "That boy's peculiar movement technique is still a bit troublesome, but you, you're far too weak."

Despite this, her gaze unconsciously lingered on the other's chest for a few seconds. Because of the recoil from her palm strike, the other person had been forced back quite a distance, causing her chest to heave noticeably.

She subconsciously lowered her head to look at herself, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes.

"Hmph, this vulgar chest!" she thought. "I'll definitely suck it all dry later!"

At this moment, Pei Mianman's face became exceptionally solemn. "Is that so?" she replied.

She then summoned a small owl *zun* from her palm, and the *zun* rapidly expanded.

Faintly, a massive owl flew out. As it passed, the surroundings instantly plunged into darkness.

This darkness was very strange. One should know that for cultivators, even in darkness, they could see, at most, not as clearly as during the day.

But this darkness seemed to swallow all light, rendering even cultivators completely blind.

Zu An's heart stirred. He had heard Pei Mianman mention it: this was the ability of Fu Hao's Owl Zun, which could create a dark domain. Within this domain, others could not see at all, but in Pei Mianman's eyes, it was like broad daylight.

He quickly dodged to the side, to avoid being attacked by Daoist Mosquito based on his remembered position. He would leave the rest to Mianman for now and avoid causing her more trouble.

Who knew that just then, Daoist Mosquito's unrestrained laughter echoed, "Hahaha, little girl, you truly are big-chested and brainless. Don't you know that mosquitoes are most active in the dark?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than a muffled groan came from Pei Mianman, and the surrounding darkness gradually receded.

Zu An secretly thought, "Not good." Just as he was about to act, a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder. Daoist Mosquito's playful voice came from in front of him: "You sly brat. Instead of asking you, it would be better to just drain your vital essence and read your memories from it."

At this moment, Zu An could finally see clearly. Daoist Mosquito was standing just inches in front of him, nestled against him as if they were lovers.

Her lips seemed poised to kiss a lover's neck, but the next moment, she bit down fiercely.

In that instant, Zu An felt a wave of weakness as his vital essence was being sucked into her mouth.