Luo Jinxiao, unsure of what had happened, assumed Qu Weiyin had been injured inside the diagram. She quickly examined her, but found no wounds. Relieved, she gently patted Qu Weiyin’s back. Meanwhile, Yu Gui rolled heavily to the ground, his thin body nearly falling apart. He struggled, glaring at Luo Jinxiao and Qu Weiyin with eyes full of hatred. “Qu…
Luo Jinxiao nearly fainted from the overwhelming stench of blood. She held her breath and set up a sturdy barrier, dispelling the last wisps of demonic energy before striding through the door. The interior was unrecognizable, a scene of utter chaos. Countless papers smoldered with sparks, floating in the air and drifting to the ground trailing smoke. The Netherworld Diagram…
Despite her healing, Qu Weiyin still felt somewhat fatigued from the exertion. She sighed, swinging her pristine legs off the bed and placing her bare feet on the floor. Qu Weiyin caressed Luo Jinxiao’s hand, then slid it up to her ear, gathering the stray strands of hair and tucking them behind her head. She grabbed the blanket, which had…
Hearing this, Luo Jinxiao put away her teasing and sat worriedly on the bed. “What nightmare?” Luo Jinxiao asked. “Some images, past life, this life, and me covered in blood, a ground full of corpses.” Qu Weiyin said softly, reaching out to grab the corner of Luo Jinxiao’s robe. Luo Jinxiao allowed herself to be pulled down, lying next to…
The sound of footsteps outside faded away. Qu Weiyin chuckled softly. “I suppose it won’t be long before the news of me keeping someone in my bedchamber spreads throughout the Demon Realm.” Luo Jinxiao snuggled closer, refusing to budge. “Good. It’ll stop that useless disciple of yours from harboring foolish hopes.” Qu Weiyin looked down at her, flicking her forehead…