Chapter 1161: Return to the Eastern Continent

Above the sea, on the back of a giant turtle, Long Xue had come to understand the whole incident and couldn't help but grind her teeth in anger—she hadn't expected that the Great Elder's lineage wasn't just lusting after her body but was coveting her Bloodline Power, no better than beasts.

"I thought the Island Master had good intentions, but I was blinded, failed to see the true nature of people, and almost lost my life!"

Rage fumed within Long Xue. As a fellow member of the Dragon Race and a cultivator, Lin Bei actually dared covet her Bloodline Power; it was audacious beyond belief.

Luckily, her body was unharmed, and with the replenishment from Huazi, she felt an urge to enter into seclusion for cultivation.

"Little girl, rest easy. It's just a few clowns from the Saint Realm causing trouble, nothing serious. I can easily take them down!" Yitilou said with a cheeky grin, rubbing his teeth.

"We are safe now; let's head back to the Sword Sect on the Eastern Continent first."