Dawn Sword Qi Ushers in Spring: Sword Qi Had Barely Settled, Yet Souls Had Already Faded over the Cloud-Shrouded Shore

The crystalline tears beneath the star-filled sky did nothing to stir the Witch's sympathy.

Yinghuo had been seething since the previous night. Now, seeing Xing Yan and Qiong Rong facing each other in sorrowful silence, she merely snorted and prepared to mock them. But the moment she opened her mouth, before she could utter a word, Xing Yan suddenly raised his hand. Without even turning his head, he flicked his sleeve toward her, sending the half-eaten papaya in his hand flying straight into her little mouth. It filled her mouth completely, instantly forcing all those barbed remarks back down into her belly.

The papaya Xing Yan had thrown was quite large, and the little Devil Master had to spend a good while chewing before she finally managed to swallow it all. By the time Yinghuo could speak again, Xing Yan had already comforted Qiong Rong, and the two were silently eating fruit once more.

At this sight, Yinghuo felt stifled beyond measure. Her only consolation was that, after a day of shouting herself hoarse, the papaya that had flown through the air had neatly quenched her thirst. A moment later, however, she suddenly realized that the fruit she had just swallowed must have been covered in the young man's saliva. Instantly, the little Devil Master was thrown into confusion, unsure whether she ought to use her powers to vomit it up at once. While she hesitated, the young man, who seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, came over again and swept his hand across her face. The world spun around her, and she fell into a deep sleep against the great tree's aerial roots...

Leaving aside that night in the swampy jungle, let us return to Lingyi and Xueyi, who had fallen captive on the Demon