Chapter 559: Holding Sister Close and Killing

Mosquitoman suddenly shuddered, then revealed an incredulous expression. "It's the legendary transcendent-grade bloodline!" she cried, laughing. "Once absorbed, it might not be inferior to that 12-petal Golden Lotus. It seems Heaven has truly favored me. Once I've completely refined the Golden Lotus and your transcendent bloodline, and practiced the Phoenix Nirvana Scripture, who in this world could possibly be my enemy!"

Pei Mianman, who was nearby, wanted to come to the rescue, but she had been winded by Mosquitoman's previous attack and was unable to move for a moment.

Just then, Zu An slowly raised his hands and put his arms around the woman in his embrace.

Mosquitoman was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't care. Anyone she drained became weak and utterly incapable of resisting.

Thinking of the bright future ahead, Mosquitoman let out a charming laugh. "What, do you want to embrace me before you die? This Venerable One's figure is quite good. Considering you've brought me so many benefits, I'll let you have a little pleasure before you die."

At her level of cultivation, she no longer needed to use her mouth to absorb essence. She could absorb it just as well by placing both hands on his shoulders, which didn't interfere with her speaking.

Zu An sighed. "It would be even better if you didn't suck my blood while you're talking."

Mosquitoman said with a smile, "Do you want to beg for mercy? You're not bad-looking. If you're willing to be my male concubine, perhaps I'll spare your life and play with you slowly. Of course, all of this is conditional on you telling me the Phoenix Nirvana Scripture first."

As she spoke, she deliberately slowed down the rate at which she absorbed his vital essence.

Although she could drain all his vital essence and then read his fleeting memories to obtain the Phoenix Nirvana Scripture, that wasn't entirely reliable. If there was an unexpected problem, she might not get the complete version. It would be much better if the other party cooperated.

Zu An sighed. "While your appearance isn't stunning, it's passable. I'm actually quite open-minded; I don't differentiate between humans and demons. If you were some other kind of female demon, I might even consider it. But you're a mosquito demon; I just can't... uh, I can't stomach it."

Sensing the contempt in his tone, Mosquitoman was instantly enraged. "You're asking for death!"

Rage from Mosquitoman +1024!

Despite her profound cultivation, she was still a woman. Being so openly insulted, her heart surged with anger. She completely disregarded the idea of recruiting him, thinking only of instantly draining him dry.

But after a while, she couldn't help but feel puzzled. How could he still be so full of vigor and flesh after she had been sucking for so long? In fact, he even seemed to look healthier?

She had drained countless experts, including many whose cultivation far surpassed Zu An's. When she fully unleashed her power, she could drain someone dry in just a few breaths. How was it that after sucking for so long, this guy still seemed perfectly fine?

Just then, she felt something strange at her lower back. A warmth and tingling sensation seemed to be emanating from there. She knew it was Zu An's hand resting there. She thought, "Being embraced by a man shouldn't make me this sensitive, right? Is this guy some kind of human aphrodisiac?"

Her mind momentarily blurred, but she was a top-tier expert who had dominated for many years, after all. She immediately realized something was wrong.

She finally discovered that her own vital essence was rapidly draining from her lower back. A powerful suction force emanated from the other party's palm.

Mosquitoman was greatly alarmed. "What kind of trick is this?"

Zu An smiled faintly. "You suck me, I suck you. It's perfectly fair."

In fact, he had planned this from the start. Her cultivation far surpassed both of theirs. Furthermore, before entering the secret realm, they had already engaged in several death duels, so she was well aware of his abilities. Therefore, upon encountering her again, he couldn't possibly fight her head-on.

His only option was to use the "Gourmand Swallowing Heaven Art" he acquired in the secret realm and see if he could achieve a surprise victory.

Although the Gourmand Swallowing Heaven Art could absorb others' cultivation, given the disparity between their strengths, he would likely struggle to even touch Mosquitoman's body. After much thought, he decided it would be better to use himself as bait, thus finally finding an opportunity to get close.

Mosquitoman tried to shake off his hands, but to her dismay, she found herself completely weak. Even the simplest tasks she usually performed effortlessly were now impossible.

She looked at the man before her with profound fear, and said hatefully, "Do you think you can deal with me using this cultivation-sucking technique you found God knows where? Let's see who drains faster!"

She was originally a rare demonic beast, naturally adept at absorbing vital essence from others. After achieving great success in her cultivation, she was even more unstoppable. So, of course, she wasn't afraid to compete with anyone in this regard.

*This guy clearly didn't know how to do this before. And where did he get this crappy cultivation method? Does he think he can beat me?*

A moment later, she grew increasingly agitated, because she discovered she couldn't out-suck him!

Of course, it wasn't exactly that she couldn't suck him. Rather, she couldn't overpower him. And he likewise couldn't overpower her.

The two of them had reached a strange dynamic equilibrium, each absorbing the other's cultivation. Unfortunately, neither could overcome the other.

Zu An, too, was secretly suffering. After all, it was his first time using the Gourmand Swallowing Heaven Art, and his proficiency level was still very low. For him to be able to withstand Mosquitoman's frantic draining like this already showed how formidable the Gourmand Swallowing Heaven Art was.

At this point, Pei Mianman, who was on the side, finally recovered. She raised her sword, ready to stab Mosquitoman from behind.

Sensing her move, Mosquitoman not only didn't panic, but a sneer even appeared on her lips.

Zu An quickly warned, "Manman, stop! The two of us have reached a strange balance now; we'll absorb anything that comes close. If you come over, you might instantly be drained dry by the combined efforts of us both."

Pei Mianman's expression changed. She quickly halted her steps. "What do we do then?"

She wasn't foolish enough to act recklessly. Not only would rushing in cost her life, but if Mosquitoman used her to gain an advantage and win, she would deeply regret it.

Zu An's brows furrowed slightly. He couldn't think of a good idea for a moment.

Mosquitoman then said, "Since neither of us can overcome the other right now, how about we call a truce?"

Zu An said coldly, "Do you take me for a fool? If we let go now, you'll have a million ways to kill us."

This time, she fell for it because she was unprepared. How could he possibly drain her with the Gourmand Swallowing Heaven Art next time?

Mosquitoman smiled slightly. "That's easy. I'll just make a blood oath."

She then immediately said, "Let Heaven be my witness: If I continue to kill the two of you after we cease fighting, I shall be drained dry by you and perish. How about that?"

In her heart, she sneered, *At that time, if I only drain and don't kill, it won't count as breaking the oath, will it? Besides, once we separate, given the disparity in our cultivation levels, how could I possibly give him another chance to use that vital-sucking evil art? It would naturally be impossible for me to be drained dry by him as stated in the oath.*

Zu An nodded. "Alright."

Pei Mianman grew anxious. "A'Zu, this demoness is incredibly cunning. Don't trust her easily."

"Oh, oh, oh," Mosquitoman clicked her tongue. "So you want your lover to die with me, so you can go find other men? One look at your seductive, 'peach blossom' eyes, and it's clear you're a promiscuous woman."

Pei Mianman trembled with rage. "You!"

Then Zu An said, "How about we count to three, each release one hand first, and then release the other?"

"Alright!" A hint of cunning flashed in Mosquitoman's eyes.

"One... two... three!"

"Huh? Why aren't you letting go?"

"Hehe, you're quite wicked yourself, aren't you? You didn't let go either!"

"But you made a blood oath."

"Alright, I'll definitely let go this time."

"One..."

As soon as Zu An finished saying "one", he didn't continue counting. Instead, he directly summoned the Taia Sword, unleashing its unique oppressive domain!

The Taia Sword was originally a Sword of Authority. Since he acquired it, he seemed to have never used this skill before. It had always been his trump card.

In this situation, he naturally didn't hesitate. The Taia Sword's oppressive domain instantly erupted at close range.

The roar of a sacred sword resounded, followed by an ancient and majestic aura spreading outwards.

Even Pei Mianman, from a distance, felt a shiver of dread, and an uncontrollable urge to kneel in worship.

How could Mosquitoman, who bore the full brunt of it at close range, possibly withstand it?

No matter how high her cultivation, in that instant, she felt a full-body tremor. She felt as if she had returned to her weakest moment, when she was a larva, being chased by terrifying wrigglers in the water. After finally transforming into a mosquito and flying into the sky, there were fierce dragonflies everywhere, and the tongues of ugly, grotesque toads, and dense spider webs between the leaves...

All the things she had feared most in her entire life simultaneously exploded in her mind at that moment. She trembled like a sieve.

Zu An took advantage of her mind going blank, and unleashed the Gourmand Swallowing Heaven Art with full force.

Both his palms turned into black holes. Countless streams of vital essence, visible to the naked eye, all surged towards his palms from Mosquitoman's body.

In almost an instant, Mosquitoman's formerly plump body rapidly withered.

Mosquitoman's terrified voice came through: "No... don't..."

Zu An said coldly, "You've drained countless people's vital essence throughout your life. Being drained dry today is your just retribution."

"Don't..." Mosquitoman's voice was incredibly weak, but she still urgently said, "We made a blood oath!"

"That was your oath; I didn't make one," Zu An replied indifferently.

Mosquitoman: "..."

"You son of a bitch, you'll die a terrible death!"

Rage from Mosquitoman +1024+1024+1024...

Mosquitoman had just assumed her cultivation far surpassed both of theirs. She only cared about the loopholes in her own oath, and never worried about being harmed by the two of them.

She finally understood that the other party had no intention of letting her go from the start. Unfortunately, it was too late.

Zu An held her tightly in his arms. Her body withered more and more, eventually becoming just like the dried corpses of those she had drained in the past.

Zu An tightened his grip, and with a *crack*, Mosquitoman's spine snapped.

Feeling the woman in his arms go limp like a pile of mud, especially seeing her grotesque, mummified appearance before death, Zu An felt a wave of nausea. He promptly threw her aside.

A generation's monstrous demonic beast, who had terrorized the world and made countless heroes tremble with fear and grit their teeth in hatred, died right here.

---Mosquitoman wreaked havoc for so long, finally fulfilling her historical mission.And some people were worried about her being taken into the harem?Seriously, could any of you stomach a mosquito?