"Qiu Qianhai?"
The Blood Lady instinctively recalled the true forms of those Nascent Soul monsters from Shang Dong, and none of them had the surname Qiu, so it was unlikely to be their offspring.
Moreover, they were not as young and beautiful as she was; they were quite old, and even if they wanted to have children, they probably couldn't.
"Yes."
Jiang Hong nodded vigorously.
"Just give any random name, it's most likely a fake. Among the six Immortal Sects of Shang Dong, which one's techniques is he using?"
The Blood Lady continued to inquire.
"This..."
"Hmm?"
The Blood Lady saw Jiang Hong hesitating and couldn't help frowning, "Don't tell me you can't even see this?"
Seeing that the Blood Lady was about to revert to her previous demeanor, Jiang Hong quickly spoke:
"I can see it, he... he's a Demon Cultivator."
"What?!"
The Blood Lady, who was still holding Jiang Hong, stood up abruptly, causing Jiang Hong to once again fall heavily to the ground.
