Chapter 108: The Scarlet Dress

Maiden, Please Banish the Demons The White Serpent Immortal 1285 words 2026-04-11 14:24:10

Hong Shang regained consciousness on the floor covered with dry straw. Her head spun, and her vision was dim. She struggled to sit up and lifted the black cloth covering her. Before her stretched a bustling marketplace, yet she was confined within an iron cage pulled by a camel.

People passed by in the market, but Hong Shang made no attempt to call for help. She knew this was the black market, where cries for aid only invited the cruel lash of the enforcers’ whips. She had once pleaded with them, while Mo Li gently patted her restless back, biting her own lip slightly. She wanted to say she didn’t want to die either, but there was no longer any choice for her.

Yuxin Yan looked at Li Shishi calmly, her tone steady yet resolute, as if truly devoted to the welfare of all under heaven—pure and lofty. “Yes, Shishi understands,” Li Shishi said softly, inhaling deeply before solemnly addressing Yuxin Yan.

When Coral came, she brought gifts for the friends of the Lü household, each handmade by her own hands. Naturally, one was for Liu Shijin.

Tongtong bit her lip tightly, her concern focused solely on the scar on his hand, wondering what Nana had done to cause it, without pondering anything else.

The one who had brought Xin Shisiniang and Feng Sheng together was this very Lady Jun. Yet when the Xin family fell into trouble, she immediately distanced herself, offering a slew of high-sounding excuses about the laws of the Three Realms—all nonsense. In Dream Eternal’s eyes, this Lady Jun’s true nature was selfish cowardice.

“Why wasn’t I locked up?” After all, she was part of the operation. Otherwise, her father wouldn’t have asked her to write a report. Ha! She was too clever.

That night, after returning home, Father He clearly learned of the day’s events. He praised Chuchu endlessly, saying she was perfectly suited for life in the business world.

Xuanyuan Fengqi kept his head bowed. With Xuanyuan Qingyun’s actions, Fengqi had no choice but to raise his head. Upon seeing his appearance, both Xuanyuan Qingyun and Xuanyuan Yeyan, even the Great Elder, were startled, unable to fathom what this man was plotting.

Only now did everyone realize the assassins were merely illusions conjured by magic.

There was no time to think further as she moved to strike him. Yet before her hand could touch Xiao Chu, he reached out to block it, then with a swift motion, effortlessly lifted Shen Rong before him.

Though formidable, they were not yet at the right moment. Lei Yu still wished to test how much his strength had grown since breaking through to Martial King and where his limits truly lay.

Zuo Linfan remembered her well—she had once given him an illusion of Qiuran, but she was worlds apart from the real Qiuran. From the moment he entered the private room and saw her, he disdainfully ignored her. If not for the Western King’s presence, he would not have stayed, much less dined with her.

“From now on, when I am not in the Great Yan, I entrust this to you,” Lei Yu said with a smile as he faced his own incarnation.

The jovial conversation between the fat man and the shadow was abruptly interrupted by Aotian, whose pair of eyes looked at him with a hint of grievance.

The sound made Yuan Jinxuan unable to bear listening. In a moment, Qiaotun Bin was already knocked down, lying on the ground, enduring blows and groaning, unconscious—a mere pile of minced flesh.

The magical light faded from Luo Xuan’s face, expressionless, carrying her as they galloped through the blazing, boundless star sea.

In this world, there is no decree on good or evil. Success defines goodness. Being good is often difficult; people’s nature is shaped by harsh reality.

Yet it was strange. Chu Hang knew Su Ran had returned but had never shown himself. Naturally, Ximen Hao did not wish for him to appear again. But whenever he thought of the scar on Su Ran’s arm, his heart ached. He longed to use Chu Hang’s medicine to erase that painful mark.

Back in the hotel room, after organizing her luggage and soothing Yangyang to sleep, Qin Chu finally allowed herself a moment’s rest.