Rustle, rustle...
The sound of waves, mingled with the cries of gulls, drifted through the window lattice into the room.
Runes floated in the air, flickering as Cloud Seal Script for warding off prying eyes, strengthening defenses, and gathering spiritual energy flashed around them.
This was an inn by the sea.
Pei Ling was slightly dazed. When he came to, he immediately saw three female corpses lying side by side on the ground before him.
All three corpses were beautiful, with radiant complexions and jade-like skin. They wore fine brocade robes, and a lingering chill still clung to their bodies.
The one in the middle had the aura of someone in the Nascent Soul Realm. Her brows arched like willow leaves, and her phoenix eyes were framed by long, thick, curled lashes like a feather fan. Her skin was fairer than snow and smooth as porcelain, while her graceful, slender figure seemed carved from flawless jade. Just looking at her stirred the heart.
The corpse on the left had willow-leaf brows, almond eyes, and peach-blossom cheeks. Her cherry-red lips needed no rouge; like a single red bloom on a branch in the height of summer, they seemed to beg to be plucked. She had a tender, water-soft charm. She wore a multicolored silk skirt, a jade pendant carved with the flowers of the four seasons at her waist, and a pea-green palace sash. Her bearing was dignified, her beauty refined and elegant.
The corpse on the right had green temples and a rosy face. Her skin was like the first snow of early winter, fair with a hint of translucence, smooth and flawless. Her feather-like lashes drooped lightly, and pale blue veins showed clearly through her eyelids. Her bright beauty held a hint of fragility.
Pei Ling stared at the