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Drip-drop—

Blood dripped from the tip of the sword onto the ground, spreading into a pool of crimson.

Young Master Song looked at the girl holding the sword in front of him with horror, the bloody smell spreading in the dungeon like a cold, sticky snake, climbing up his back, entwining him, making it impossible to breathe.

Chuzheng’s expression was cold and indifferent, her thin lips parted slightly, “I gave you all a chance to leave.”

“Don’t come any closer,” Young Master Song stepped back, “I am the eldest son of the Song Family, if you dare to do anything to me, the Song Family won’t let you off.”

“Oh.”

Chuzheng raised her hand, and the sword gleamed.

She discarded the bloodied sword and picked up the boy in the corner, leaving the dungeon without looking back.

The boy looked back over Chuzheng’s shoulder to see Young Master Song’s eyes wide open, as if they were fixed on him.

That person was dead…

Dead so casually.

–

Chuzheng took Li Tang back to the inn where she was staying and asked the shop assistant to bring up water and clean clothes.

Money makes the devil turn the millstone, Chuzheng gave plenty of Spirit Stones, and the water and clothes were delivered quickly.

“Clean yourself up,” Chuzheng said, placing the clothes next to the steaming wooden tub.

Without waiting for Li Tang’s response, Chuzheng left the room straight away and closed the door.

Li Tang leaned on the bed, staring at the steam rising from the wooden tub.

He had left that place without sunshine, but that didn’t mean it was a good thing for him; in the eyes of others, he was still a monster, not tolerated by the world.

–

Chuzheng, outside, received information about Li Tang from the King’s Account.

Li Tang was born to a human and a member of the Demon Clan, he was half-human half-demon.

It must have been through the same way she had left that Li Tang’s father left the Underground Demon City and then met Li Tang’s mother—the youngest daughter of the Song Family.

But after the youngest daughter of the Song Family became pregnant with Li Tang, the demon disappeared and never showed up again.

Having no other choice, the youngest daughter of the Song Family, with child, returned to the Song Family.

Being pregnant before marriage, that alone was enough for the youngest daughter of the Song Family to endure.

Initially, Li Tang’s half-demon nature wasn’t discovered, and he was only looked down upon by the Song Family for having no talent for cultivation during the family tests.

But at that time, he had his mother’s protection and managed to live decently.

It wasn’t until his mother died of a chill that Li Tang lost his mother’s protection and his half-demon identity was discovered.

The Song Family wanted to execute him, but Young Master Song pulled a switch and had someone else die in his place.

Of course, Young Master Song didn’t do it to save him but to torment him; he was simply curious to see how a half-human half-demon like Li Tang was different from humans.

Young Master Song locked Li Tang in the dungeon and tortured him in every possible way. He was imprisoned for years.

Li Tang tried to seek death several times during that period but was always discovered and failed.

Eventually, he stopped seeking death and started looking for opportunities to escape. Finally, one day, he found the chance and ran out of the dungeon.

It was from this point on that Li Tang turned completely and began to cultivate demonic arts in earnest. His first act after coming out was to slaughter the entire Song Family.

From then on, Li Tang became a Great Demon Head, provoking the siege of the major Sects.

In the end, he died, pierced by thousands of arrows.

Chuzheng leaned against the railing, a breeze lifting a strand of her blue-black hair, her cool, distant eyes watching the bustling market below.

Tragic!

Too tragic!

It was simply a human tragedy!

“[Miss, you should go in and check on him.]” Stop standing here with no expression, giving snarky comments and rolling the bullet chat.

“Why?”

“[He’s injured, and you left him alone inside; how could you do something so inhumane, Miss?]” The King’s Account continued to freak out.

“I can do it,” Chuzheng nodded.

“[…Die and reset.]”

“…”

Chuzheng flicked her sleeve and turned to push the door open and enter.

The young man lay on the ground in a disheveled state, his clothes stained with more blood than before, leaving a trail of it on the floor.

It was only then that Chuzheng remembered that his leg seemed to be injured.

She picked him up and placed him on a stool next to the wooden tub.

She knelt down to unfasten the buttons of his coat, but the youth, with some difficulty, used his bloodied hand to stop her, silently looking at her.

Chuzheng coldly pulled down his hand and forcefully removed his clothes.

Without the cover of his clothes, the young man’s body was exposed to the air, and the wounds that covered him were also laid bare before Chuzheng’s eyes.

A flicker of embarrassment passed through the youth’s eyes, but he lacked the strength to resist and gave up on doing anything.

There were far more injuries on his body than Chuzheng had thought, with the most severe being a through-and-through wound on his shoulder.

With so many injuries, they couldn’t be washed in water, so Chuzheng could only wring out a cloth to wipe them down for him.

Li Tang watched the hand holding the cloth, clean and delicate, with distinct knuckles, completely different from his own battered hand.

Who is she?

Why is she saving me?

There was a chill around his waist, and Li Tang snapped back to reality, only to find Chuzheng about to take off his pants. He was startled, his body leaning back, the stool unsteady, and with it, he fell backward.

The girl with the cold face just held the cloth and watched him fall to the ground.

Chuzheng was thinking—what is he doing? Having a seizure?

Chuzheng moved forward two steps, and the young man shuffled backward.

“What are you doing?” Don’t you appreciate my help? Do you think I have nothing better to do?

Li Tang shook his head, gesturing for her not to come closer, and clenched the waistband of his pants, a hint of wariness and vigilance gradually appearing in his eyes.

Chuzheng: “…”

Chuzheng dropped the cloth and left the room.

Li Tang half-lay on the cold ground, watching the door close, his eyes gradually returning to a deathly stillness.

After a short while, the shop assistant from the inn pushed the door open and came in, seeing the young man lying on the floor, he quickly went forward to help him back onto the stool.

The shop assistant cleaned Li Tang’s wounds and changed his clothes, then exited the room respectfully.

Li Tang lay on the bed, accustomed to the occasional stings of pain from his limbs.

Creak—

Someone came in, and Li Tang turned his head to see the girl from before coming toward him.

She sat on the edge of the bed, ignoring his wishes completely, pulled down his collar to reveal the shoulder, and suddenly asked Chuzheng, looking at the medicine in her hand, “You’re a half-human half-demon.”

Li Tang’s already pale face turned even whiter in an instant, as if something was stirring in his eyes.

“That should work.”

Chuzheng didn’t care what he was thinking, she simply helped him sit up and sit cross-legged behind him.

Then, he felt a power that was not his own entering his body through his back, flowing through his limbs and bones.

His ice-cold body seemed to find warmth at that moment, like the warm wind of March.

Li Tang could clearly feel the wounds on his body healing, scabbing over…

She… is from the Demon Clan!

Perhaps because his body leaned more towards the Demon Clan, he couldn’t cultivate human Spiritual Energy, but he was naturally sensitive to Demonic Qi and the like.

But his mother forbade him to cultivate, fearing that someone would discover his identity.

“Pfft…”

Li Tang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his recently pallid complexion now turning even whiter, his body collapsing to one side.

Chuzheng: “…” He’s spitting, spitting blood!

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