Three words echoed in Luo Jinxiao’s mind: Don’t. Dare. Move. “Hey, wake up,” Luo Jinxiao called out, attempting to rouse the unconscious girl, but it was no use. Qu Weiyin seemed to be enduring immense pain. Her grip on Luo Jinxiao’s arm tightened, making it almost impossible to breathe. Her face was as pale as snow, and even her lips…
Novel Translations
“W-what?” Everyone was stunned, including Luo Jinxiao herself. Wuhui Sect only accepted the most exceptional disciples, and while she mysteriously gained spiritual roots in this life, her spiritual power was still weak. By normal standards, she shouldn’t have been able to step foot in the Wuhui Sect. Just as the man was about to speak, Luo Jinxiao coughed lightly, suppressing…
Those present were taken aback, exchanging bewildered glances at Luo Jinxiao’s condition. “Aren’t you elders going to do something?” Qu Weiyin, supporting Luo Jinxiao by the waist, took a step back to distance herself from her and looked up at the group in front of her. “Ah, right!” Elder He exclaimed, slapping his forehead as he hurried forward, raising two…
Luo Jinxiao felt a wave of heat rush to her cheeks. She stepped back hastily, wiping the bloodstains from her lips, cursing inwardly. As expected, a Demon Lord was still a Demon Lord, completely shameless and disregarding all propriety. Qu Weiyin seemed to enjoy her flustered appearance, licking her lips with a satisfied smirk. Luo Jinxiao quickly moved farther away,…
Qu Weiyin’s expression was a mix of confusion and disbelief, as if she had never anticipated Luo Jinxiao would act this way. But as she came to her senses, her face flushed red with embarrassment and anger, and she snapped as she pushed Luo Jinxiao’s hand away, “What did you just do?” Even though Qu Weiyin had just woken up…