The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the hall, accompanied by the faint scent of blood. Ye Qingjun turned her head, her eyes instinctively landing on the figure being escorted in. Her pupils contracted sharply. She took a step forward, her voice filled with shock. “What happened?” Yu Shanye, who had been quietly standing behind her, was also startled. She…
“Ugh!” The woman in the room stumbled, barely catching herself on the table by the window, coughing up blood. She wiped the blood from her lips, bewildered. Before she could make sense of it, her heart was seized with a sharp, stabbing pain. Ji Lingyue groaned, falling to her knees, clutching her chest. Her soft white robes were instantly soaked…
As the sun dipped below the western horizon, Lan Wu completed a full cycle of spiritual energy through her meridians and slowly opened her eyes. It was about time for Ji Lingyue to finish her classes. Feeling cheerful, Lan Wu swam out of the house, intending to meet her on the mountain path. However, halfway there, she noticed two people…
The sun rose, its warm rays spilling through the window, painting dappled gold across the woman’s relaxed features. After a while, her long, curled lashes fluttered, slowly lifting to reveal dark, obsidian eyes. She lay there confused for a moment, eyes slowly roaming until they registered the unfamiliar surroundings. Her body tensed as she suddenly sat up. Her fingers tangled…
Sexual content warning. Smack. Ji Lingyue’s pale back involuntarily shuddered, her shoulders shrinking as she whimpered, clutching the bedsheets beneath her. Her cascading black hair fell softly around her. The vine, quietly lodged inside her, was now gently writhing, the tender flesh pitifully stretched on either side, ceaselessly releasing slippery love juices, gurgling out like a hot spring. She was…