With each step they took, ripples spread out beneath their feet. They walked on the water, moving further and further from the shore, eventually disappearing into the vast white fog. Yu Shanye stood in place for a long while before finally turning around, only to pause in surprise. “Master?” Ye Qingjun nodded. “They’ve left?” “Yes.” “Don’t worry.” The woman reassured…
On the ninth day of the winter month, it was snowing lightly. The trees were bare, and the human realm had fully entered winter. Even on the shores of the South Sea, which was usually spring-like year-round, it was much colder than usual. Before dawn, the sound of footsteps echoed through the thick fog. A man in a gray coat…
When Ye Qingjun woke up, the sunlight outside the window was just right. The chirping of birds and the gentle breeze carried the sound of two arguing voices into her ears. One was Elder Yao: “Senior Sister hasn’t woken up yet. You should go back.” The other was Yao Zhu’s: “It’s been a whole day! Why isn’t she awake yet?…
After tossing the barely breathing Xibo aside, Yun Chuhe collected the bodies and led the remaining demons away. Once the dense swarm of shadows disappeared on the horizon, Ji Lingyue used her demonic energy to bind both Ji Xing and Xibo, then followed Lan Wu back to the barrier. Their friends stood on the other side, their faces filled with…
Lan Yuan withdrew her sword and knelt down in front of Ji Xing, reaching out cautiously. Ji Xing flinched, instinctively recoiling, but Lan Yuan’s hand remained stubbornly suspended in the air until Ji Xing stopped retreating. Only then did Lan Yuan continue to gently touch her face. Lan Yuan lowered her gaze, studying her for a long moment. “Are you…