14. Demon Child Zhou
Author: Hieronimus
last update2026-01-15 12:58:13
Wu Tian flinched violently when a hand landed on his shoulder. His heart leapt into his throat, and he spun around, eyes wide.

“Yueyin! What was that for? You nearly scared me to death!” he hissed, his voice louder than he intended.

“Shhh…” Yueyin pressed a finger to her lips, her eyes sharp with warning. She tugged at his sleeve, pulling him back into the shadow of the trees. The dense foliage swallowed them, the scent of damp bark and crushed leaves filling the air.

Just beyond, Zhou Che
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    The tireless search of the dragon Tian Kui was not in vain. At last, they reached the valley believed to be the hidden lair of Darkness Qi. *****The valley stretched before them like a wound carved into the earth, its cliffs jagged and steep, cloaked in a suffocating mist that shimmered with a sinister black aura. The air was heavy, thick with the scent of damp stone and rotting foliage. Every breath carried a metallic tang, as though the valley itself bled shadows. The silence was broken only by the faint rustle of unseen wings and the distant echo of dripping water, each sound magnified in the oppressive stillness. The ground beneath their claws was cold and slick, the texture of moss clinging like a warning. “This place is perilous, Tian Kui! Evil lurks in every corner!” cried Angel, her voice trembling with urgency. “We must be vigilant, not a single moment of carelessness allowed!” Tian Kui’s eyes narrowed, the gleam of obsidian scales reflecting the dim light. “I feel t

  • 85. Where Lies the Hidden Valley?

    The Darkness Qi that Tian Kui the Dragon sought was no ordinary energy—it was alive, a breathing entity, a sphere of black smoke that pulsed like a heart. Ages ago, the first cultivator had shaped it from the shadows within his own body, forging it into an eternal reservoir so that qi would never vanish from the world. Unlike the fleeting currents of ordinary qi, this Darkness Qi endured—unyielding, eternal, and dangerous. In forgotten times, qi was scarce across the universe. The Middle World and Lower World lay barren, while only the Upper World and the Celestial Realm thrived. The gods of heaven turned their gaze upward, ignoring the suffering below. In the Upper World, cultivators grew cruel, lording over mortals with arrogance, feeding upon the abundance of qi that sustained both gods and warriors. The lesser realms starved, their people left to languish in silence. It was said that the enchanted pouch itself had been crafted by that first cultivator, a vessel to contain the

  • 84. The Qi of Darkness  

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  • 83. Wu Tian in Darkness  

    Wu Tian awoke the next morning as the golden rays of dawn spilled across his face, warming his skin and stirring him from a heavy slumber. “Where am I? The last thing I remember was resting at the inn in Shang Ying City’s bustling center. Why am I lying here in this secluded lodge?” he wondered silently, his mind clouded with confusion. “You’re awake, Brother Tian?” Lin Wei’s voice broke the silence as he entered, carrying a tray of steaming food. “Brother Wei, where are we? Why are we here now?” Wu Tian asked, his tone sharp with bewilderment. “Eat first. I’ll explain afterward,” Lin Wei replied, setting the tray down with a calm smile. Wu Tian’s memory was fractured. He recalled nothing of his encounter with the Flower-Demon Mei Ying. All that lingered was the faint recollection of resting at the inn in Shang Ying City. “This place is beautiful, Brother Wei. Since when did you have such a retreat?” Wu Tian asked, his eyes roaming over the rustic lodge. The wooden beams g

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  • 81. Wu Tian’s Dilemma  

    “How could they possibly know?” Wu Tian muttered, his voice low and uncertain. “I don’t know, Young Master… please, I beg you, allow me to serve you,” Mei Ying pleaded, her eyes shimmering with desperation, her tone trembling with a mixture of fear and longing. “Does Young Master Wei have to endure the same in the other chamber?” Wu Tian asked, his brows furrowed in confusion. “I cannot say for certain about Young Master Wei, my lord,” Mei Ying replied softly, her words hesitant, her gaze lowered. Wu Tian felt a storm of bewilderment rising within him. Mei Ying’s request was unusual, unsettling. He had only wished for rest, not indulgence. Yet here she was, pressing herself forward, offering what most men would crave, though he himself had no desire for it at this moment. “Am I not beautiful enough, Young Master?” Mei Ying whispered, her voice laced with vulnerability, her body shifting in a subtle, enticing gesture. “Is my figure not pleasing to your eyes?” “It isn’t you,

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