The Aftermath Of The Battle (2)

The Banquet HallInside the grand banquet hall of the hotel, an eerie silence fell as the transformation completed. The blood-soaked floors and ghastly hands that had clawed out of the walls vanished, leaving behind the pristine, regal elegance the hall was known for. Crystal chandeliers sparkled brightly, their warm light reflecting off the polished marble floors and gilded columns. It was as if the horrors from earlier had been nothing more than a shared nightmare.The tension among the gathered guests, however, lingered. People exchanged wary glances, unsure if it was truly over. The air was thick with unease until Wu Shi Jian, the patriarch of the Wu family, rose from his seat.“It’s over,” he said in a steady voice, his eyes scanning the room before settling on his father, the Elder of the Wu family. “Father, the disturbance has been resolved. Yue'er has succeeded.”Grandpa Wu let out a heavy sigh of relief, his wise, weathered face softening. His faith in his adopted granddaught

Dernière mise à jour : 2024-12-02

Another Princess of Wu Family

Ming Yue stopped in front of the grand banquet hall, her eyes staring at the door silently, with the quiet confidence of someone who had weathered countless storms. Her bodyguard, Yang Lixin, followed closely behind her, his weary eyes staring at the door as well. He wondered how to clean up the aftermath, because this incident was something that out of logic. Yang Lixin turned his eyes from the door to Ming Yue, thinking that she was too powerful for someone as humble as him to fully understand, and yet here she was, calm and composed.Before they entered, however, Ming Yue slightly raised her hand and made an incantation gesture with two of her fingers. A subtle wave of her hand, and the air around her seemed to shimmer faintly, like the light from a distant star. She drew from the power she had inherited from the Moon Goddess—fifty percent of that immense force now at her disposal. The ancient incantation she murmured was soft, almost like a whisper on the wind, but the result was

Dernière mise à jour : 2024-12-03

Camaraderie in The Presence of Their Mistress

Ming Yue stepped into the heavenly space, the shimmering veil of reality parting as her feet touched the ground. The vast expanse of heavenly realms stretched out before her, a place where the very air seemed to hum with ancient power. The Wu family, following closely behind her, had already begun to adjust to the spiritual pressure that filled the air. They were still not accustomed to the ethereal atmosphere, but they felt a sense of awe as they took in the grandeur of the space that had once been the domain of the Moon Goddess, now partially hers.The air around her seemed to carry a quiet reverence, and as they advanced further into the space, Ming Yue could feel the presence of the Four Heavenly Beasts—her loyal guardians who had already returned to the heavenly realm. She could sense their waiting, each one full of anticipation for her return.Zhu Que, the Vermilion Bird and ruler of the South Palace, was the first to step forward. Her fiery red plumage glowed like the sunset, a

Dernière mise à jour : 2024-12-05

The New Path for The Two Poor Souls

Ming Yue stood alone in the moon chamber at the top of the Moon Palace, her long, flowing robes rippling slightly in the cool breeze that blew through the open balcony doors. The night was still, the air filled with a heavy sense of mystery, as if the very atmosphere of the heavenly realm was holding its breath, waiting for something. Below her, the vast expanse of the realm stretched out, but her focus was fixed on the moon that hung high above, a glowing silver sphere that bathed the world in its ethereal light.She had not seen it like this in ages, and yet, despite the beauty of the celestial body, it now felt more like a reminder of the past, of things lost, and of choices she had made. Ming Yue’s gaze was unwavering, her thoughts as distant as the stars that twinkled in the dark canvas above."Zhong Kui.. I have come to this world and I know you have come as well," Ming Yue whispered, "I can faintly feel the connection between us."The moonlight bathed her face, casting soft sha

Dernière mise à jour : 2025-02-12

The Doting Smile of The Lord of Death

In the underworld..King Yama’s throne room was as dark and oppressive as ever, the flickering green flames casting eerie shadows on the stone walls. The stench of the underworld was thick in the air, a mix of decay and the weight of countless souls that wandered in its depths. It was the scent of miasma. King Yama, with his imposing figure and sharp features, sat behind his grand throne, buried in his endless work. His eyes glinted with the weight of authority as he surveyed the procession of souls before him.But today, something was different.A shimmering silver light suddenly pierced the gloom of his court. The souls of Rui Chang Hu and Shen Yu appeared before him, their forms radiant and ethereal, like bright stars in the murky underworld. Their presence was out of place, a stark contrast to the usual dullness of the souls that crossed through his domain. Yama’s eyes narrowed as he regarded the two souls, a sense of annoyance creeping into his chest.“The pesky little moon did i

Dernière mise à jour : 2025-02-15

He Will Make Them Pay

Demon Realm, Hei'an Palace...The dim glow of Hei’an Palace, known as the Palace of Eternal Darkness, seemed to pulse as the Black Falcon members stepped across the threshold. Long Zhi Qiang, the leader of the Black Falcon, strode with purpose toward the central throne. His dark onyx eyes glinted with authority, and the chilling energy around him seemed to bend to his will.Behind him, the Black Falcon squad moved in a more relaxed manner, their movements laced with curiosity and unease as they stepped into the realm of the demons. Wei Qian, the shortest fuse of the group, nervously adjusted his jacket, feeling out of place in the dark, oppressive atmosphere. Cao Wen, the vice-captain, walked with his usual air of calmness, but his eyes darted to the four generals kneeling before the throne, a slight discomfort evident on his face."Welcome back, Supreme Lord of the Demon Realm, Zhong Kui the Ghost King," the kneeling figures spoke in unison, their voices deep and reverent.Zhi Qiang

Dernière mise à jour : 2025-02-16