Shen Dai on the Brink of Death, Su Ye Creates a Miracle

The Eighth Order Demon Race was dead.

Dead!

He lay in the crater he had made himself.

Shen Dai felt the rain of blood falling on her, but she felt no disgust. Instead, her lips curved into a smile.

I actually killed an Eighth Order Demon Race!

That felt so damn good.

If Shen Mo finds out, his jaw will hit the floor. Then he'll go around bragging that his big sister can kill an Eighth Order Demon Race.

But...

Su Ye was the one who actually killed him. And Su Ye is my little brother's classmate and friend.

So who's that brat Shen Mo going to brag about—his big sister or his friend?

What a headache.

Still smiling, Shen Dai slowly closed her eyes.

My head hurts.

I'm so tired.

I just want to sleep for a while.

"Shen Dai!"

"Shen Dai!"

"Senior!"

Alarmed cries kept ringing in her ears, making Shen Dai frown.

She wanted to tell them to quiet down, but she could not even open her eyes, let alone speak.

Forget it.

They can do whatever they want.

Shen Dai felt her consciousness sinking deeper and deeper.

"Shanshan! Come check on Shen Dai, quick!"

Li Zizai's icy Sword Cultivator composure was gone. He called frantically for Ning Shanshan.

Xiao Zhuyue ignored his injuries flaring up again and let himself fall into the crater. He gently lifted Shen Dai, desperately pouring one Healing Potion after another into her mouth.

"How did she get hurt this badly?!"

Ning Shanshan's little face scrunched up when she saw Shen Dai's injuries. Anxious tears gathered in her eyes, but her hands remained steady as she cast healing spells, fighting desperately to wrest Shen Dai's life from the Death God.

Shen Dai's injuries were indeed severe.

After taking a direct hit