Hearing the question from Ancestor Styx, Mosquito Daoist gave a dry laugh and said, "I certainly wouldn't dare pry into what his senior old self wants to do. Why don't you go to Fangzhang Immortal Island and ask? I'm extremely curious myself."
Hearing Mosquito Daoist constantly dodging the issue with the Daoist moniker, Ancestor Styx suddenly felt it was pointless. You are a blood-winged black mosquito, a ferocious beast of the Primordial World, yet you roll the title "poor Daoist" right off your tongue.
Seeing that Ancestor Styx had lost interest in continuing the conversation, Mosquito Daoist stood up to take his leave. "Well then, we're all old acquaintances, I'm going out for a stroll. Usually, my avatar is stationed in the Underworld, giving me no peace. Now that I've finally managed to make a trip to my birthplace, I must go look around."
Chapter 245