Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Ning Xin could no longer speak, her vision temporarily blinded by the toxins, but her fingers tightly gripped the corner of Yun Zhi Yue's sleeve.
Understanding this as a silent agreement, Yun Zhi Yue gently stroked Ning Xin's head. She then pried open Ning Xin's hand, pulled out a dagger, and made a cut in her palm before doing the same to her own.
Luo Bai Miao Se's expression darkened as he stepped forward to grasp her wrist, saying, "A mere Fengyue Pavilion is of no importance."
Yun Zhi Yue shot him a glare and shook off his grip, overlapping the wounds on their palms and holding them tightly together. "The Master of the Seal may not care, but this Palace needs it. Step aside; you’re in the way."
Wen Ningmo was about to laugh when he witnessed a scene that contradicted his medical knowledge, his eyes widening in shock.
As Yun Zhi Yue closed her eyes, Ning Xin began to scream frantically, her cries piercing and unsettling. Her entire body convulsed and twisted, yet Yun Zhi Yue held her palm firmly. The dark green patterns on Ning Xin's skin spread along their joined hands to Yun Zhi Yue.
Luo Bai Miao Se grew increasingly cold and moved closer to Yun Zhi Yue, likely intending to separate them. But he ultimately refrained from intervening.
The patterns that spread onto Yun Zhi Yue seemed to be repelled by something and retreated back into Ning Xin’s body. The black-red veins resembled sprawling branches, continuously invading Ning Xin’s form while the dark green patterns gradually shrank until they converged into a mass, surrounded by the black-red veins and rendered motionless.
Seeing Ning Xin drenched in sweat and looking as if she had endured severe torture, Yun Zhi Yue felt a sense of relief; as long as she hadn’t turned into blood, it meant she had endured.
Only then did she begin to withdraw Shihua. The black-red veins receded back into a blue hue, completely returning to Yun Zhi Yue’s body. A Black Red Flower slowly bloomed at the side of her delicate neck before quickly vanishing beneath her skin.
Exhausted, Yun Zhi Yue collapsed onto the ground, gasping for breath. In this dimension, her Puppet Body was indeed human; being able to perform such feats relied heavily on soul power and the strength of Yue Shi’s spirit, which was quite taxing.
Wen Ningmo stared at Yun Zhi Yue in shock before stepping forward to check her pulse. "Heavens! You really cured the poison! Are you taking disciples?"
Seeing Wen Ningmo poised as if ready to bow down and become her apprentice at any moment, Yun Zhi Yue couldn't help but twitch her lips. The male lead in this dimension didn’t seem particularly bright.
"You won't be able to learn this Palace's abilities; don’t get your hopes up."
Wen Ningmo was torn with frustration; he prided himself on his exceptional medical skills and had been racing ahead in this field since childhood—how could he accept this?
"You can't just leave it at that! I am Luo Bai's only close friend. If you can do something with Luo Bai, it’s thanks to me!"
Yun Zhi Yue threw a handful of poison powder at him. She hadn’t even thought about it until now—if it weren’t for this guy, would she have ended up in such a predicament?
Wen Ningmo covered his mouth and nose, hurriedly pulling out a silver needle to stab himself, his face pale as he exclaimed, "You really came! You ungrateful woman, this is simply outrageous!"
Luo Bai kicked Wen Ningmo aside and stepped forward to pick up Yun Zhi Yue, carrying her into another room.
"Still angry?" Yun Zhi Yue snapped. "Of course! This Palace has always regarded you as a eunuch, and I was completely unprepared when you—"
Luo Bai nodded, "Are you prepared now?"
Yun Zhi Yue was taken aback. Was this even a proper conversation? She tried to get away but was pulled back into Luo Bai's embrace. He coaxed softly, "Your Highness, Servant just wants to check on your palace secretary's training progress. Why are you trying to run?"
"Get lost! How shameless can you be?"
She swiped her sleeve across Luo Bai's nose, and seeing that he remained still, she smirked coldly. "Is your brain clouded by lust? Let’s see how you like the taste of neurotoxin."
Naturally, she wouldn't go too hard on her target; it was just a momentary venting of frustration. She playfully patted Luo Bai's handsome face, her tone teasing. "You can fantasize all you want and enjoy yourself, but This Palace doesn't want to be toyed with by you."
Comment 0 Comment Count