Translator: Silvery Butterfly   Su Yin’s sharp, long brows immediately furrowed together. The **Scarlet Demon Flower, Dali Yan**—an item worth more than its weight in gold. According to legend, this flower was nourished by the last drops of blood from the Flame Demon in ancient times. It possesses extreme heat and is said to be […]

Translator: Silvery Butterfly    Que Siming was indeed just as rumored—a man of exceptional martial skills and unparalleled medical expertise, but also, as Su Yin had mentioned, extremely difficult to get along with. The pale mask covering the upper half of his face was already enough to keep people at a distance, and his cold,

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   When Huai En awoke, he found himself lying in the dungeon of the Tong Sect. All the strength had been drained from his body. His wounds had been treated, but the pain still made his scalp tingle. Yet, he didn’t care about these things. He had never hated his own powerlessness

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   When Zong Zheng Huai En saw Zuo Ying covered in blood and barely breathing, his heart sank to the bottom. The seven men who followed Zuo Ying, all top-notch experts within the sect, had been completely wiped out, leaving only Zuo Ying barely alive. Before Zuo Ying lost consciousness, he struggled

Translator: Silvery Butterfly    “Dali?”   “Yes, Dali has abundant sunshine all year round, unlike Jiangnan, which is damp. The winters are even warmer than Suzhou, which is good for both you and Uncle Jin’s health. Moreover, the south of Yunnan is my maternal grandfather’s territory. Neither the court nor… anyone else will bother you

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   Su Yin was eighteen days older than Xiao Bao.   It seemed that because of these eighteen days, he was destined to look after Xiao Bao for a lifetime.   The chubby little fool who had been hanging around him since he could remember—his childhood memories of Xiao Bao were filled

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   Bang!!   A loud crash erupted from the inner chamber, and a tall, slender figure was violently thrown out, smashing the fragile wooden door into splinters, landing among the shattered remains.   The man groaned softly, propping himself up with his hands as he tried to rise, but he collapsed back

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   Evening clouds withdrawn, pure cold air floods the sky; The River of Stars mute, a jade plate turns on high. How often can we enjoy a fine mid-autumn night? Where shall we view next year silver moon so bright? 1 This life….. this night….. the bright moon……next year?   His hand,

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   “Qi Xiaobin!!!! Fuck your mother!!! You scum!! Trash!! Even as a ghost, I won’t let you go!!!!!! One day, if you fall into my hands, I’ll make sure to tear your limbs apart——aahhhhhhhhhh——-” A piercing scream instantly echoed through the entire dungeon. A cold needle, flashing a dull silver light, had

Translator: Silvery Butterfly   Qi Xiaobin carefully scrutinized Xiao Bao from head to toe, shaking his head and letting out a strange laugh, “Young Master Jin, Young Master Jin,” he seemed to be speaking to Xiao Bao, but more like he was indulging in his own reverie. “How long have I waited for this day?