The Fate Tribulation: A Romance with the Mysterious Jade

"Only in this water does her blood not transform into something else." A glimmer of amusement flashed in his eyes as he spoke. He formed a seal with one hand, and a red light appeared at his fingertip before shooting into the basin. A red butterfly flew out of the bronze dish, its color as fiery as flames and its beauty like a flower.

He carefully lifted the covers. The butterfly fluttered and circled inside the bed curtains, then lightly settled on her shoulder blade. Its wings spread at an angle, growing over the wound until it covered the remaining half of the scar. Lifelike and radiant, it formed a dazzling contrast with her snow-white skin and jade-like back.