Dazzling sunlight shone on Black City New Monastery.
The vivid red monastery walls were moist and sticky, giving off a thick, cloyingly sweet fragrance.
For once, there was no one outside the Bright Consort Palace.
Bai Xian and Xu Lu stood at the entrance.
Xu Lu's face had grown even paler, and the circles beneath his eyes darker. He had lost so much vital energy that his very foundation had been shaken.
"I... saw Shangguan Xingyue at Kong An's place. Those Black Rakshasas went over there. We have to find a way to save her." Bai Xian dug her fingernails deep into her palms.
For a moment, Xu Lu said nothing. His eyes kept darting around, wary as a thief.
"Did you hear me?" Bai Xian turned toward him, her teeth clamped tightly on her lower lip. It was covered in deep bite marks, and blood was beginning to seep from the fresh wound.
"Something else must have called the Black Rakshasas away. That motherless little bastard is still a virgin. Even if he wanted to do something, all he could do is stand there and watch." Xu Lu's tone was not particularly heated, but his words were exceptionally vicious.
Bai Xian pressed her lips together without speaking, but her tension did not ease.
Turning to look outside the palace, Bai Xian suddenly burst into tears.
"Xu Lu, I'm so tired."
"Will this really end well?"
"How much can Mr. Luo turn things around here?"
"How did we get out last time?"
Deep exhaustion filled Bai Xian's voice.
"He's utterly ruthless."
"Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over righteousness."
Xu Lu spoke firmly and bluntly.
"He's a living Yang Spirit. He's waiting for Mr. Luo too."
"There are so many Black City Monasteries, so many utterly vicious people. They're