"Yan Ruoliu! Don't you fear divine retribution for what you've done, a fate worse than death?"
At the edge of the cliff, Yan Jiaojiao, covered in blood, clung desperately to a protruding rock on the sheer cliff face, glaring with hatred at the girl before her, who was of similar age.
This was her half-sister, the one who had destroyed her inner core, crippled her cultivation, and callously gouged out her good bone!
"Worse than death? Yan Jiaojiao, you'd best worry about yourself first!" Yan Ruoliu sneered, stepping forward and stomping on her fingers. "The so-called peerless genius? Just a drowned dog, a stupid, useless waste!"
Pain shot through Yan Jiaojiao's ten fingers, and she let out a piercing scream.
Yan Ruoliu slowly ground her heel, relishing her agony, and said in a low voice,
"To take your good bone and use it for my own benefit is also your good fortune."
"As for your mother... she died long ago, and you can be a clear-minded ghost in the afterlife. She died in the jaws of the demonic beasts kept by my Yan Manor. The heavenly treasures I tricked you into seeking to save her were merely for my own cultivation."
"Die, you waste!"
With a sinister laugh, Yan Ruoliu kicked Yan Jiaojiao off the cliff.
Below lay the terrifying Myriad Beasts Abyss. Now a cripple, Yan Jiaojiao had no chance of surviving!
"Hahahaha! From this moment on, I am the successor of the good bone! All the cultivation resources of the Yan family will be channeled towards me!"
Yan Jiaojiao watched Yan Ruoliu's ferocious smile fade into the distance, her heart filled with resentment and unwillingness!
Even if her soul were scattered, she would make Yan Ruoliu pay!
...
Pain!
A bone-piercing pain!
The foul stench from her nostrils made Yan Jiaojiao feel nauseous!
She suddenly opened her eyes, only to come face-to-face with a giant beast with a bull's head and a serpent's body. Beside it, a griffon watched her with predatory eyes.
The bull-headed serpent beast extended its long tongue, and a few drops of saliva landed on Yan Jiaojiao's face, its eyes gleaming with greed.
This was a tender, fleshy human – a rare delicacy!
"Vile beast! How dare you covet this venerable one!"
Yan Jiaojiao let out a sharp roar, instinctively condensing a magic orb in her right hand, intending to deliver a fatal blow to the bull-headed serpent beast.
But she soon realized something was wrong.
A dull ache emanated from her lower abdomen, and the magic orb had not formed!
Yan Jiaojiao hastily checked her physical condition.
In that instant, Yan Jiaojiao cursed the Heavenly Dao within her heart!
She was an ancient ancestor, a Heavenly Dao prodigy, who had lived for a full three thousand years.
Until the 22nd century, she had watched the world transform from an era of abundant magic to a dying age. Then, she had sacrificed her life to bring peace to the world.
The Heavenly Dao, pitying her merits, had promised to send her to the era of abundant magic, with all her cultivation intact, reincarnating into a girl with the same name.
But who could have told her that the Heavenly Dao had sent her into the body of a useless cripple whose inner core was destroyed?
Was this some kind of joke?
"Roar—"
Perhaps Yan Jiaojiao's actions had angered the bull-headed serpent beast. It roared and opened its gaping maw, lunging towards her.
Ignoring the foul stench that assailed her, Yan Jiaojiao rolled to the side in a flurry, narrowly dodging the fatal attack.
However, she also collided with a tree trunk nearby. Her throat tightened, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Damn it! You dog of a Heavenly Dao! You'd better pray this venerable one never ascends! Otherwise, I'll turn your world upside down!"
Yan Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and cursed.
She, an ancient ancestor who had thrived for three thousand years, when had she ever been so pathetic? And at the hands of a mere low-level bull-headed serpent beast!
Yan Jiaojiao, who was cursing the Heavenly Dao, did not notice that the blood on the ground was flowing rapidly in a certain direction!
Her blood-stained face darkened slightly.
Could it be that today, she truly had to risk shattering her sea of consciousness to deal with a low-level bull-headed serpent beast?
Just as Yan Jiaojiao was preparing to go all out, suddenly!
The earth shook and the heavens trembled!
An immense pressure swept in from all directions. The bull-headed serpent beast, which had been watching her menacingly, now lay on the ground, trembling.
Yan Jiaojiao's heart sank.
She could feel something far more terrifying approaching!
Before she could even formulate a plan, the oppressive force descended from the sky, constricting her chest and almost making her vomit blood again.
The next second, a faint, cold fragrance wafted over. Before Yan Jiaojiao could react, two soft yet cold lips pressed against her neck.
Then, sharp teeth suddenly pierced her blood vessel, and a stinging numbness like an electric current swept through her entire body.
She let out a muffled groan, struggling to lift her head to see who had come.
But her body was held down so tightly that she could only be forced to arch her slender neck, offering her vulnerable killing spot to the attacker's mouth!
A dizzying sensation of blood loss washed over her. Just as Yan Jiaojiao thought she would be sucked dry, the stinging pain vanished, replaced by a soft tongue, slowly lapping at the wound.
Grateful for her survival, Yan Jiaojiao mustered some strength and managed to lift her gaze, only to meet a pair of eyes as dark and bottomless as the abyss.
It was a man.
A man so beautiful, he could only be described as demonic.
His skin was pale, and her fresh blood at the corners of his thin lips created a stark, breathtaking contrast!
"Dare to disturb this seat's slumber, you deserve to die!"
A cold, murderous voice echoed. Yan Jiaojiao watched as the man extended a pale, slender hand and loosely clenched it towards the bull-headed serpent beast!
"Bang!"
In an instant, the colossal body of the bull-headed serpent beast dissolved into blood mist, scattering everywhere!
It didn't even have time to let out a scream!
Yan Jiaojiao's heart sank further. With her current ruined body, she was no match for this newcomer.
A voice, tinged with three parts coldness and three parts amusement, came from above her. "Was it the blood of this little one that awakened this seat? Hmm, a sweet aroma. This seat hasn't smelled such sweet blood in over a thousand years."
"You... mmm!"
Before Yan Jiaojiao could speak, the man kissed her!
She had been kissed!
She, a dignified ancient ancestor! Her first kiss was gone!
She would kill this scoundrel!
The man pressed forward, prying open her teeth, deepening the kiss.
Yan Jiaojiao's eyes reddened with anger. She raised her hand to slap him, but before her hand could touch him, he clasped it and pinned both her hands above her head, pressing them against the tree.
A most shameful position.
"I will kill you!"
Yan Jiaojiao roared in fury!
But the anger of the weak, to the strong, was merely endearing.
The man released Yan Jiaojiao's lips, and with his free hand, he gently caressed her swollen mouth.
"Be good, don't struggle. This seat has just awakened and is in a good mood; I don't wish to kill anyone."
With that, he kissed Yan Jiaojiao again, savoring every inch of the sweet taste.
Then—
The man's tongue moved down, licking each of Yan Jiaojiao's wounds, causing her to tremble.
Miraculously, the wounds licked by the man healed completely.
"I will definitely kill you!"
Yan Jiaojiao slumped, her body weak, her hatred burning!