Why Do You Want to See My Sister? (Refresh Before Reading)

"Crimson Decay?"

Looking at the vast swathes of purple flowers before him, each as lovely as a beauty fresh from her bath, Duan Yun thought they looked neither crimson nor decayed.

Ming Xing understood what he meant. She reached out with her right hand to touch a nearby flower.

In an instant, the flower stirred as if alive. It turned crimson and released a red mist like threads of blood, looking both crimson and rotten.

The flower lunged at Ming Xing's hand as though it meant to swallow her arm whole.

The next moment, a force as pure as moonlight spread across Ming Xing's hand. The flower shrank back like a frightened child, looking small, helpless, and pitiful.

But Duan Yun knew full well that, judging by the force of its lunge alone, the flower had meant to eat her.

It proved an old saying of the martial world: "The prettier the woman, the more dangerous she is!" The same held true for flowers.

The prettier the flower, the more dangerous it was.

Duan Yun could not help asking, "What exactly are these flowers?"

If all they did was bite people and give off an eerie scent of decay, that was not enough to connect them to the crisis at Jade Radiance Palace.

Ming Xing said quietly, "They are not things of the mortal world. You could even call them the origin of Jade Radiance Palace."

Standing before the thousands upon thousands of Crimson Decay flowers, Ming Xing told him how Jade Radiance Palace had come to be. It was perhaps the palace's greatest secret.

According to her, Crimson Decay had appeared before Jade Radiance Palace was founded.

Or rather, Jade Radiance Palace had been founded to hold back these flowers.

Some temples and nunneries in the martial world had