Xianluolan Grand Hotel, third-floor banquet hall.
The Wizard faction's upper and middle ranks had gathered here. A banquet for several thousand people posed no pressure at all for the Xianluolan Grand Hotel, which had stood for over three hundred years. The servers' orderly delivery of food and wine made that obvious.
Su Xiao, who should have been one of the evening's main figures, was instead enjoying dinner beside a table in the corner. After eating and drinking his fill, he put down the damp napkin he had used to wipe his hands and looked toward Moon Witch Cecilis, who was surrounded by people like the moon surrounded by stars. She had yet to reveal her true intentions, which meant that what came next should not differ much from his predictions.
After confirming this, Su Xiao leaned back in his chair. The surrounding music and laughter seemed to drift away, and the world gradually fell silent. The surroundings were rendered a glowing white, while the tables, chairs, and chandelier seemed veiled in a hazy gauze.
Drip, drip~
At the center of the ceiling, black-blue liquid seeped out and fell to the floor. It gradually spread around it. The Demonic Spirit stood behind Su Xiao's chair, wrapping both arms around his neck from either side. There was no affection involved whatsoever. The Demonic Spirit simply coveted Su Xiao's body. It could not be called replacing the rightful owner—it intended to take his place entirely.
The Demonic Spirit's long hair hung beside Su Xiao's neck. Then her head drew closer. Though he could not see her, Su Xiao clearly sensed the corners of her mouth slowly curling upward. He raised his right hand, suddenly forming a claw with his five fingers, and crushed the Demonic Spirit's head. The Demonic Spirit behind him dispersed