"Keep your hands off my 'property.'"
Lu Ping's shadow overlapped with Miko's.
An immense wave of malice swept toward him and poured into his mind.
The thought exploded from the depths of the shadow, carrying an icy malice no ordinary person could endure. Like a winter tide laced with broken ice, it surged along Lu Ping's shadow and invaded his body in an instant.
It was an obsession, savage and greedy, brimming with possessiveness toward private property.
Yet the malice, powerful enough to destroy an ordinary person's mind in an instant, collided with a ravenous maw that had long been waiting inside Lu Ping.
The Azure Corpse lurking within him let out a shrill, excited, soundless growl.
That enormous mouth, accustomed to devouring negative emotions, opened wide. Before the malice had any chance to wreak havoc, it pounced like a starving tiger, seized the feast delivered to its doorstep, chewed it to pieces, and swallowed it.
What was more, because the malice was so ferocious in nature, the Azure Corpse even returned a small stream of pure cursed energy to Lu Ping after digesting it completely.
Lu Ping lowered his eyelids slightly. While the Blood Corpse converted energy and the White Corpse raised his cursed energy limit, he completed his own task.
Found you.
His lips did not move, but his eyes looked unusually fathomless beneath the dim streetlight.
In the brief half second their shadows overlapped, he precisely caught the other presence's unique cursed energy signature, heavy and steeped in the atmosphere of a decaying temple.
A pitch-black mark formed from Ten Shadows cursed energy silently crept onto the outline of Miko Yotsuya's shadow, following the edge where their shadows had just overlapped.
This was the cursed energy marker Lu Ping had left behind. If the other presence stirred