The Anarchic Consort

Helian Wei Wei moved her fingers slightly in the dark.

No! She could not just sink into the water without trying to save herself.

The silhouette’s expression darkened as it felt rejected, “What more do you want to do? Whatever you do is useless, you will never get to return even if you destroy this magic formation, unless you agree to be my shadow.”

“Be your shadow?” Helian Wei Wei widened her eyes like the brightest star in the sky shining with cold light. She spoke icily, “Why should I?”

No one could be the master of her destiny, she is who she is!

While speaking, Helian Wei Wei straightened her body and stood upright in the middle of the river, her long sleeves swaying. Countless whirlpools swirled around her feet, rolling up layers upon layers of waves. Her long hair fluttered around, as if it was flying in the sky.

Then, she shook her sleeves and, with her pale left hand, cleaved the river apart with enough strength to control the world.

Boom!

The silhouette shuddered, watching as the body moved away from it, its eyes shaking in disbelief.

How was she… How was she able to resist the power of the Exorcising Tribe?!

And her dharma character!

That was obviously the dharma character shown by the disciple of Buddha many years ago when he went into the Sea of Blood to intervene for the demon souls!

Who exactly was this woman?!

The silhouette’s pale face was engulfed by the stormy waves, as though something had broken in the river and made a big splash. Then, the tide receded, putting out the fire.

Baili Jia Jue, who was just about to devour his meal, paused for a moment. His long, narrow and unconcerned eyes were looking down at the little thing in his arms.

Without knowing why, he wanted to see what she looked like when she opened her eyes.

Would it not be tastier to suck her blood while she is awake?

He never liked dead food.

But compared to his dislike, he instinctively felt reluctant to end her life, as if that would make him feel an unprecedented emptiness…

However, his throat was so dry that it felt like it was tearing up. Even the corners of his mouth were filled with veins that symbolized sin. Those were the symptoms of turning absolutely evil!

“That smell just now, it really was you…” Helian Wei Wei was still weak, and she frowned immediately after opening her eyes, “What’s wrong with you, Baili Jia Jue?”

Yuan Ming jumped out from the Fantasy Space and shouted anxiously, “Wei Wei, get away from him! He is turning into a demon!”

“Turning into a demon?” Helian Wei Wei looked at the overly handsome face of the man in front of her, then turned to look at his fingers, which were bleeding non-stop. It did not matter if he was turning into a demon or not, she immediately lifted his injured hand, “Your hand!”

Baili Jia Jue froze. Did this little thing really had no idea that he was about to suck her blood dry?

How could she still worry about his hand?

Ha, humans, dumb as expected.

Just when this thought came into Baili Jia Jue’s mind.

Helian Wei Wei kissed his fingers, mumbling, “Let me stop the bleeding and sterilize this.”

Baili Jia Jue felt a shock in his chest. He stared at the small face before him, the heat from her body flowing deep into his heart…

“Wei Wei,” he said, frowning a little. He did not even know why he uttered this name.

Countless images flowed into his mind. He was standing in front of the extremely tall golden Buddha statue of Tian Dao, rebelling against Six Dao.

He was sitting on the throne with a crowd of demons dancing at his feet.

He was killing demons and Buddha, unwilling to surrender and convert.

Dusk came after a series of disasters and deaths of Gods. Then, he was surrounded by chaos, eventually falling from the sky.

Nevertheless, all those things were just boring tricks to him.

The last image that froze in his mind was of her picking pastries for him with her head lowered…

His sharp nails plunged into his palms, blood streaming into the closely-woven splits on his long robe.

“Stay… Stay away from me.”

He pushed Helian Wei Wei away, his messy dark hair falling, black fingertips trembling violently, as though the shivering could keep the unstoppable desire of sucking blood away.

Something attacked him from behind; it was the counterforce from the Divine Seal. The Light of Buddha had turned into a golden beam, intending to take advantage of Baili Jia Jue’s confusion and weakness to destroy him and turn him into smoke and ashes!

Helian Wei Wei squinted her eyes, and whirled around to protect Baili Jia Jue with the foot of the wall, the light burning out its final ray behind her.

However, at this moment, the demon blood suddenly boiled in Baili Jia Jue. He raised his arm and seized Helian Wei Wei’s jaw.

His lips opened and closed, the blood traces starting to glow red on his face. Like enchanted flowers blooming on his face, his handsomeness and evilness were incomparable with the world.

Then, he punched the earth next to Helian Wei Wei, and several crevices cracked through the ground immediately.

No matter how vulgar the actions of a true noble was, his innate elegance shone through without the need to purposely control his etiquette and pay attention to the details, because all these intangible things had become a part of him after 1,000 years.

Baili Jia Jue supported his body with his right hand, while the other hand was pressed into his eyes. Drops of blood slipped through his fingers as he injured himself on purpose to maintain whatever was left of his consciousness.

Yet, he still could not resist the instinct to turn into a demon!

Baili Jia Jue narrowed his scarlet pupils. With a loud noise, the bright Soul Changing Lamps fell from both sides of the wall onto the ground, shattering into flower petals.

At that moment, Fire Qilin flew up suddenly, enduring the pain of being impaled by the Light of Buddha as it wanted to restore Baili Jia Jue to his own true nature.

But everything was too late.

Even Baili Jia Jue himself knew it.

I must not hurt her, I will never hurt her!

With the last trace of scarlet in his narrow eyes, Baili Jia Jue suddenly picked up a leftover piece of sword light from the seal in his hands, and stabbed himself ruthlessly.

The sharp blade penetrated his left shoulder, cutting through his robe, and pierced into his sphenoid.

Blood flowed into Helian Wei Wei’s eyes in an instant.

Everything happened so quickly that she was unable to react.

The man in front of her fell backwards, his black robe rising into countless black feathers. The blackness on his fingertips disappeared, returning to its initial translucent color. His elegant yet cool and handsome face, with its evil charm, was like the Devil’s Snare that bloomed at midnight, exuding such tempting beauty.

Blood soaked his black abstinent-like holy robe, but due to the gown’s dark color, the blood stain did not look obvious. Yet, Helian Wei Wei knew that he stabbed himself very deeply.

Helian Wei Wei did not know how to react. All that was left of her calmness were shivers, but still she tried her best to press on his wound to stop the bleeding. This was the first time in her life she understood what being flustered felt like.

The light of Divine Exorcism Seal faded, and Fire Qilin flew over hurriedly. Looking at Baili Jia Jue’s injury, its eyes shook, and it immediately took action. It wanted to put the soul fragments back into Baili Jia Jue’s body. However, those soul fragments seemed to be blocked by something and were unable to enter…