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Cultivation World: The Villain I Picked Up is the Future Demon Lord?
墨書 Inktalez
The moonlight on June sixteenth was beautiful enough to make one drowsy, yet Qin Yao had spent the entire night on the cliff, feeling the cold wind, without even catching a glimpse of the Demon Realm's overlord.
"If life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be anxious; tomorrow will be the same anyway..." She self-deprecatingly comforted herself and shouted into the valley, "God, are you messing with me?"
As soon as her words fell, a bolt of lightning struck down, and heavy rain poured down. Immediately after, a splash and a strong smell of blood came from below the cliff.
Could it be such a coincidence? Qin Yao cautiously leaned over and saw a bloodied little wolf cub lying by the lake, barely alive.
Oh, isn't this the future Demon Realm Young Master—Ye Wujiu—who would strike fear into the hearts of everyone in the Cultivation World?
Qin Yao looked at this future dark overlord and contemplated how to use him to change her fate as the "evil female supporting character."
The cub before her was pure white without a hint of other colors, except for a tuft of fiery red fur on its forehead that resembled burning flames—strange yet beautiful. At that moment, it was curled up in a corner, breathing weakly and looking pitiful.
"Hey, you're not dying on me, are you?" Qin Yao asked tentatively, her tone carrying a hint of concern that was barely noticeable.
Upon hearing her voice, the cub slightly raised its head, its golden eyes filled with wariness and scrutiny as they fixed intently on Qin Yao.
Feeling somewhat uncomfortable under its gaze, Qin Yao pretended to be disdainful and kicked the little wolf cub lightly, tossing out a dismissive "bad luck" before turning to leave.
The wooden door creaked shut, blocking out the moonlight and plunging the room back into darkness. The cub moved its ears slightly, its golden eyes shimmering with deep light in the dark.
However, soft-hearted as she was, she ultimately couldn't bear it and secretly turned back to bring the little wolf cub to her home.
Qin Yao gently placed the cub on the bed, found some medicine, and carefully applied it to its wounds. The night was cold, so she fetched a thick blanket and wrapped the cub snugly, leaving only its fluffy little head exposed.
After doing all this, Qin Yao let out a long sigh of relief, sitting by the bed with her chin resting on her hand, carefully observing the sleeping cub.
Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the cub's snow-white fur as if it were coated in a layer of silver brilliance. It slept soundly, breathing evenly and deeply, no longer displaying the ferocity and vigilance of the day.
Unable to resist, Qin Yao reached out her finger and gently poked its fluffy little head; it felt soft and warm.
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would have thought that this seemingly harmless little creature would become a future terror that sends shockwaves through the Cultivation World?" Qin Yao murmured to herself, her tone carrying a hint of complex emotion.
Ye Wujiu was severely injured, his recovery ability suppressed, and could only temporarily rely on Qin Yao. He pretended to be harmless while secretly observing her, waiting for the right moment to act.
Since being brought back by Qin Yao, Ye Wujiu had maintained his cub form. He lay quietly on Qin Yao's bed, his golden eyes constantly watching her movements, capturing every frown and smile.
He knew this woman was not simple. Although she appeared weak and easy to deceive on the surface, Ye Wujiu could sense a powerful force hidden within her—an innate strength that was impossible to conceal.
Ye Wujiu licked his paw nonchalantly, a glint of cold light flashing in his golden eyes.
He wanted to see what this woman truly intended to do.
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