Chapter 22: The Legendary “Only One Sip”

Her wrist was wrapped in light, the radiance searing her skin.

Li Ruoxi tried to wipe the halo away with her other hand, but the light had already fully sunk into her wrist.

“What… what is this weird thing… what did you do to me?”

Li Ruoxi suddenly snapped, her voice sharp with anger.

This strange white-haired woman really thought she had no temper?

“I… I’m sorry. You know I couldn’t have said that.”

A longsword formed from condensed light—more like a blade hazy with milky radiance—was held in Mali Ji’s hand, resting against Li Ruoxi’s neck.

‘Damn it! I won’t give in! Li Ruoxi, you’re the strongest!! You have to crush this woman’s arrogance!’

“Aren’t we good friends? Just now…”

Pfft!

‘She dares to laugh at me to my face? Do I have no dignity left?’

“Right~”

What she thought and what she said, under the instinct for survival, twisted into a stiff smile on Li Ruoxi’s face as she frantically tried to persuade Mali Ji.

“Sister Zihan, could you… put that thing down for a moment?”

Li Ruoxi gently moved her fingers closer to the light sword.

A warm energy flowed from the blade.

Wasn’t this person a vampire?

What kind of strange species could even control such holy power…

Mali Ji was clad in pure white armor.

The only thing missing was a few white wings sprouting from her back to make her look like an angel.

“What? Weren’t you just now fierce and ready to eat me?”

“Wh-when… when did I… it was you who wanted to eat me… I was just defending myself…”

Li Ruoxi’s voice was as faint as a mosquito, delicate and weak.

“Heh~ How amusing~”

Mali Ji shifted the holy light-enshrouded blade in her hand.

She moved it slowly, from Li Ruoxi’s neck, little by little, until the tip stopped at the collar of her clothes.

Li Ruoxi had a bad feeling…

Without a sound, Li Ruoxi felt her chest go bare.

She looked down and saw the light sword slicing through her white hospital gown as gently as cutting through water, splitting it open…

Li Ruoxi hurriedly tried to pull the separated fabric back together.

“Don’t move,” Mali Ji said coldly.

Li Ruoxi saw a cruel glint in her eyes and said fearfully, “…You… don’t do anything rash… I… I’ll scream!”

“You’ll scream?”

Mali Ji’s blood-red, icy pupils shimmered with a strange allure.

She kept moving the light sword forward.

The top of Li Ruoxi’s gown hadn’t fully separated yet, but as the tip descended, it reached her waist.

Shame surged through her blood.

Her face flushed red, and she wanted to yell at the other woman.

But when the words reached her lips, they sounded more like provocative encouragement.

“No… don’t do this…”

“Aren’t we good friends… good friends can’t do this… they can’t…”

Li Ruoxi protested weakly, but the other woman refused to stop.

This was worse than letting her just take off her clothes herself…

“Ah…”

Mali Ji’s light sword vanished, and at the same time, a gash opened on Li Ruoxi’s wrist, where the halo had wrapped around it earlier.

Li Ruoxi couldn’t move her limbs.

After that single strike, she lost control of her body.

All she could do was watch helplessly as a large wound split her wrist.

Pain surged, and beads of blood squeezed out from the wound, growing bigger and bigger…

“I… I can still talk… wait… will this kill me? If it will, I want to curse you out properly first!”

Mali Ji radiated holy light from her body, but her eyes were scarlet like blood.

She seemed like a fusion of angel and demon—angel on the outside, demon within.

“You will die. If you say anything ugly, you’ll die even faster, with no chance to live.”

“O… okay.” Li Ruoxi shut her mouth.

But she was still terrified inside.

The blood on her hand seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, spreading upward across her abdomen, following the path Mali Ji’s sword tip had traced, climbing higher.

It was as if it was splitting Li Ruoxi’s body into left and right halves.

“I, by the name of my blood, invoke the Holy Light’s Command! Seal!!!!”

Along the blood line in the center, the left half glowed with pure white light, while the right half blazed with black flames.

Like waves crashing onto a sandy beach, the two energies pushed back and forth, but whenever they crossed the central blood line, they were assimilated into one type of energy.

“Heh~”

Mali Ji withdrew all her power.

Her hair turned black again, and—shockingly—her voluptuous body was left completely bare.

She casually grabbed a patient gown from the nearby wardrobe and slipped it on.

Her impressive assets not only lost none of their allure but, veiled by a single layer of fabric, became even more mysterious and tempting.

The long hem covered and wrapped around her shapely rear.

There was no denying it: Mali Ji was a complete seductress.

Li Ruoxi wiped her nose and realized she could move again.

She quickly pulled the torn clothes together, but they couldn’t fit perfectly like normal garments.

“Farewell~ my darling.”

Mali Ji suddenly leaned in.

Li Ruoxi was trapped with no way to retreat, close enough to feel the woman’s breath and see her moist, large eyes.

“You… don’t call me darling… and don’t come so close…”

Li Ruoxi was flustered.

Thinking of the fiery, sexy figure hidden beneath that single layer of fabric, she couldn’t help stealing another glance.

“You’re still a little ~ Hehehe~”

Mali Ji was back to her harmless expression.

When she laughed softly, it was like the heroine in a youth drama, with light in her eyes, casually capturing people’s hearts.

“Who… who says I’m not… don’t talk nonsense…”

Li Ruoxi stammered.

“Well… is it good-looking?”

Mali Ji puffed out her chest.

Li Ruoxi’s gaze fell into a deep ravine, as if sucked into a black hole.

“Pretty… not bad. No, not good-looking at all,” Li Ruoxi said stubbornly.

“You swallowed.”

Mali Ji didn’t say more.

“I’m leaving~”

“Oh… goodbye…”

Li Ruoxi looked at her politely.

“Before I go…

Only one sip.”