The night I traveled through time and became the Holy Son of the Demon Cult, I was trapped on the cold jade bed by the Holy Girl whom I had personally trained.
Her fingertips traced my trembling neck: "Master said that the feeling of soul-eating nails piercing the body is worse than death."
"Now, it's the Son's turn to taste it."
I closed my eyes in despair, but I heard her chuckle: "I lied to you."
The spoon pried open my clenched teeth, and she was as gentle as honey: "How can I be willing to let the Holy Son die?"
"I want you to drink the Soul Locking Gu every day and feel the pain of your cultivation collapsing every night."
"When you become a useless person, you will have no choice but to be imprisoned by my side forever."
When she licked the medicine stains from my lips, three soul-eating nails slipped from her sleeves.
Reader comments
You can still do better, author
To be honest, it could be written as a yandere novel
It's definitely a good read about a yandere with a single female protagonist.
You can still do better, author
To be honest, it could be written as a yandere novel It's definitely a good read about a yandere with a single female protagonist.
Why was Yun Qing written to death?