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Demon Emperor
墨書 Inktalez
Where can I get money to buy medicine for Grandma?
Yue Keyan tightly clutched her empty purse, anxiously pacing back and forth at the entrance of the Revitalization Hall. Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were filled with worry.
Suddenly, she overheard a conversation nearby:
"Wow, those are the sword immortals from the Tianshan Sect! They have such an impressive presence!" Curiosity piqued, she glanced over and saw a pure white figure amidst the bustling crowd, shining brightly.
So, wearing white means you're a sword immortal, Yue Keyan thought to herself. She couldn't see what was so special about these sword immortals other than their good looks and white clothing.
Embarrassed, she turned away, just as she was contemplating stepping into the apothecary to ask the shopkeeper for credit when she heard someone else say, "I wonder if the Lin family can afford to invite these sword immortals. I heard there are monsters in their backyard!"
Another person chimed in, "I doubt it. The staff at the tea house said these sword immortals are in a hurry to go to Phoenix Mountain for a wedding banquet. Tsk tsk, how strange! Isn't Phoenix Mountain full of monsters? They’re actually going there to celebrate."
"Did you not hear? One of the sword immortals was taken away by a fox spirit..."
The two continued their chatter, but Yue Keyan didn't catch any more of it because she had already come up with a way to raise some money.
...
Lan Xibai was roused by the noise, lazily emerging from the incense burner at the archway. He stretched and yawned before floating towards the source of the sound.
In the large courtyard, he spotted a boy in white... No, it was a girl in white. Although she was dressed like a male disciple of the Tianshan Sect, he could see through it at a glance.
The girl held a Peach Wood Sword in one hand and a bell in the other, chanting incantations as she performed her ritual.
After watching her earnest performance for a while, Lan Xibai felt that as someone who had once been part of the Tianshan Sect, he should teach this fraud—who was tarnishing the sect's reputation—a lesson.
He extended his long finger, and in an instant, the air was filled with flying sand and stones, turning the entire courtyard into chaos.
"Bang!" Yue Keyan felt a dull pain at the back of her head and turned around in fear and anxiety.
As she turned, she was immediately startled. A smiling, translucent figure sat on the roof just a few meters away.
"You... you are a monster?" Even though Yue Keyan had mentally prepared herself, she was still trembling all over, barely able to stand with her Peach Wood Sword, her legs shaking uncontrollably.
"You... can see me?" Meeting Yue Keyan's trembling gaze, Lan Xibai's eyes sparkled with excitement.
Strictly speaking, he was not a complete monster; he was merely a fragment of a soul. Many years ago, when someone had extracted his spirit, they inadvertently left behind one of the seven souls. Thus, for three hundred years, not only ordinary people but even some cultivators with insufficient skills could not see him.
Yue Keyan grew increasingly terrified. She turned to flee but found herself unable to move, forced to watch as the monster floated down from the roof and approached her.
"What... what do you want?" Yue Keyan was so frightened that her speech became disjointed, her voice trembling violently.
Lan Xibai clasped his hands together and looked her up and down, then scoffed at her figure: "Hmm, you have quite a masculine build—small chest, flat rear, thick waist, short legs. Really? And you even have a pair of heavenly feet!"
"You..."
"What about me? Honestly confess why you're pretending to be a disciple of the Tianshan Sect. Oh? What's this?"
Before Yue Keyan could respond, Lan Xibai noticed a small golden tag around her neck shaped like a swimming fish.
Finding it amusing, he reached out to touch it. Unexpectedly, his fingertips brushed against warm skin, causing him to jump back in shock—how could this be? He actually touched her and felt her body temperature. As a fragment of a soul, he should not be able to touch anyone or perceive any warmth.
In disbelief, he reached out again towards Yue Keyan. His fingertips grazed her face—soft and warm but slightly damp.
Humid?
He looked into her eyes and saw that they were bloodshot and filled with tears; she had actually been scared to the point of crying.
“Please let me go, I don’t want to die… Wuwu…”
Yue Keyan burst into tears, “Don’t be fooled by how plump my face looks; I’m actually very thin, just skin and bones.”
“Don’t be nervous, I’m not hungry right now.” Lan Xibai pointed his finger, releasing the binding spell on her, then said, “You, reach out and touch me.”
Yue Keyan gasped. What did he want to do?
“Hurry up!” Lan Xibai grew impatient and grabbed Yue Keyan’s wrist. The warm sensation made him uncontrollably excited as he forcefully pressed her hand against his chest.
Unlike those from before, this hand didn’t pass through his body; instead, it was firmly pressed against his chest, which had long since lost its heartbeat.
He exclaimed in excitement, “You can really feel me!”
Yue Keyan was taken aback, trembling as she withdrew her hand. Then she heard his thrilled voice: “Great! Finally, someone is here with me— I want to keep you as my pet. Three Hundred Years, I’m so bored I could lose my mind!”
What does this mean? Does he want to… No, no! Yue Keyan stared wide-eyed in terror; she must have misunderstood!
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