As to why the “Sacred Book of Transcendent Knowledge” had been divided in two and sent to two different worlds that could never be cross was unknown.
The King of Demons half-closed his eyes and landed close to Jiuche. He lifted her by the chest and laughed, “I would have never imagined that the other half of the ‘Sacred Book of Transcendent Knowledge’ was in your hands. You impress me, my little servant.”
“Why don’t you say anything?”
Jiuche was about to die. She obviously couldn’t hear him.
The King of Demons scrutinized her and grumbled about the frailty of humans.
In seeing that Jiuche’s breath was really short as if she could have stopped breathing at any moment, he knitted his brows and said, “All right, here, this is a prize for you.”
He moved closer to Jiuche, and his rosy lips touched those of Jiuche.
It was a light touch. His silver hair fell down and tangled with Jiuche’s black hair.
It really was a sight to behold.
As his lips were touching Jiuche, he thought he might have rather given her a different prize instead.
But it was too late now.
The King of Demons resolved to try and open her mouth.
But Jiuche was not cooperating; on the contrary, she was resisting him.
Jiuche’s reaction led their lips to touch even more strongly, so the King began to get angry.
He eventually managed to open Jiuche’s mouth and inserted a purple pill inside it.
In feeling a foreign body inside her mouth, Jiuche tried to repel it. She ended up moving towards the King of Demons, who had not distanced himself from her yet.
Jiuche ended up kissing him again. The King of Demons was caught by surprise and didn’t know what to do.
Jiuche felt like she couldn’t breathe, and she opened her eyes.
She didn’t even have the time to get a good look before she fell to the ground.
She then slowly managed to lift herself up, just to find out that the room was empty, save for the drops of her blood.
Jiuche flared up at her new body. Was it a sleepwalker as well?
“How strange. Did I just eat a candy? What flavor is it… it tastes good…”
The taste was sweet and fresh, and it was seeping in Jiuche’s heart.
The King of Demons, who had concealed himself, heard what Jiuche said and left, feeling deeply offended. How dared a servant of his trample his dignity like that?
What else could he do? Tell her that it was not a candy, but his lips?
The King of Demons resolved that someday she would pay for this.
Translator : Jd
Editor : Nobody
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