Fantasy: Sign-in From The Womb, Born As A Major Antagonist

"What...what does this mean?"

Ming Wu trembled as she witnessed Mo Qingxian undressing voluntarily, her eyes widened, and her slightly parted lips could hold an egg.

"Don't make a big fuss!"

Mo Qingxian glared at Ming Wu with a flushed face, thinking that this woman had never seen the world before.

"You wouldn't..."

Ming Wu swallowed her saliva, unable to look directly at Ji Xiu and Mo Qingxian anymore. She subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave, but she found that she couldn't move her feet.

"It's alright."

Ning Xiyan smiled at Ming Wu and said softly, "They're used to it."

What!!

Ming Wu's ample bosom heaved violently. She thought to herself, they're actually used to it? This won't do. I must take a good look and then reprimand Miss Mu Bing for these two people!

Her thoughts stopped there.

Ji Xiu had already arrived in front of Mo Qingxian.

Feeling the scorching breath and Ji Xiu's breath on her face, Mo Qingxian's delicate body trembled slightly. But she didn't avoid Ji Xiu's gaze. She raised her head and met his intense gaze. Her cold and beautiful face was full of stubbornness. She gritted her teeth and said,

"If you're going to do it, do it quickly!"

"Princess...can you handle it?"

Hmm!

Ji Xiu nodded solemnly and said, "That's good!"

"So that the prince doesn't have to be rough with you every time!"

Hearing this, Ming Wu blushed and felt embarrassed. At this moment, her mind had already imagined a passionate scene of love born from hatred.

"Let's begin!"

Ji Xiu casually reminded.

"Let's begin!"

Mo Qingxian took a deep breath and slowly closed her beautiful eyes. At this moment, she seemed calm, but the long and trembling eyelashes indicated that her heart was in a panic, in chaos.

As soon as the words fell, Ji Xiu's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion. Then he raised his fingertip and pointed directly at Mo Qingxian's jade back.

Clang!

The Qilin Holy Blood, upon contact with Mo Qingxian's skin on her back, immediately turned into dazzling purple-red brilliance and entered her body.

Ah!

Mo Qingxian's eyebrows furrowed, and she let out a muffled groan. But it was only for a moment. Her teeth tightly bit her lips. Now that there were outsiders present, she didn't want to show weakness or embarrassment. Even though the Qilin Holy Blood entering her body made her feel an indescribable, unbearable pain, as if she were immersed in magma, burning her soul.

Endure a little longer!

Ji Xiu said calmly.

"How much longer?"

Mo Qingxian asked tremblingly.

Hmm...about an hour, I suppose.

What?!

Mo Qingxian's face changed. An hour? That would cost her life.

Of course, this thought only lasted for a moment. She, who was always stubborn and proud, remained silent and began to endure silently.

Fortunately, as time passed, the burning pain in her soul gradually disappeared. A warm and gentle power, like a hot spring, was cleansing her body and soul. She gradually became much more comfortable, and her tightly furrowed eyebrows slowly relaxed.

At the same time, Ji Xiu looked at the gradually emerging sword mark behind Mo Qingxian. The fiery light in his eyes became even hotter.

Because behind this sword mark was sealed the third sword of the Immortal Slaying Sword - the Immortal Slaying Sword!

"Just a little more!"

"Just a little bit more!"

Ji Xiu murmured softly, a pleased smile appearing on his lips.

.......................

At the peak of the Demon Realm, the Thousand Star Cliff, the moonlight was radiant, and the stars were dazzling.

Gu Yao stood on the Star Observation Cliff, her beautiful eyes gazing into the boundless sea beyond the cliff, filled with longing and yearning.

"Your Highness!"

"As long as I cross the Thousand Star Cliff!"

"Yao'er will be able to find you!"

Gu Yao's lips parted slightly as she whispered softly.

Just then, she turned her head slightly and spoke coldly,

"Sir, you've been following me for so long!"

"Why not just show yourself?"

"After all, my patience has its limits!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the sky suddenly darkened.

A dark black mist swept across the sky, behind which a tall figure loomed in and out of sight.

"No wonder Lu Yuexi took an interest in this person!"

"Good perception!"

As the words fell,

A glimmer of killing intent flashed through Gu Yao's beautiful eyes, and without hesitation, she swung down the Blade of Demon's Lament.

Clang!!!

A black mist-infused demonic blade, several thousand zhang long, sliced through the void, breaking through the black mist and flying towards the tall figure.

"Good power!"

The tall figure behind the black mist let out a light hum, then raised his hand and pulled out a battle axe from the void, bringing it down with force.

Boom!!!

The demonic blade clashed with the axe, creating an explosive sound like a comet exploding in the sky. Terrifying true essence ripples surged, causing cliffs to shatter and fractured areas to shine like mirrors wherever the ripples passed.

"A peak expert of Veiled Divinity?"

Gu Yao raised her eyebrows lightly and murmured softly.

"So, you have also reached the realm of Veiled Divinity!"

The mysterious person's voice behind the black mist sounded somewhat surprised.

"Get lost!"

"Or die!"

Gu Yao issued her final ultimatum. She knew that the mysterious person behind the black mist was extremely powerful, but she wasn't afraid. Anyone who dared to block her path would die!

"Hmph! Such arrogance!"

The mysterious person snorted lightly, then spoke coldly,

"If it were any other day, I would definitely compete with you for victory or defeat."

"But today, there's no need!"

"You are just prey!"

"Twelve, let's attack together and capture this woman!"

As the words fell,

Gu Yao furrowed her brows suddenly, tightly gripping the Blade of Demon's Lament with her jade-like hand. She looked around with her beautiful eyes but didn't notice any abnormalities in her surroundings.

As the words fell,

There was no response for a long time.

The mysterious person in the black mist also froze. He had just sensed the aura of Zang Twelve, but now that aura had disappeared.

"Die!"

Gu Yao no longer hesitated. She lifted the Blade of Demon's Lament and soared into the air. At this moment, her black hair danced wildly, and the light of endless demonic blades radiated from her beautiful eyes.

"Kill!"

Zang Thirteen also stopped caring. If Gu Yao wanted to fight, then they would fight!

.......................

Qianxing Cliff, Wanmu Forest.

A man dressed in black clothes, with a gloomy and handsome face, crawled on the ground with great difficulty. His face was as pale as paper, and his body was covered in wounds.

Moonlight poured down, and his eyes were filled with fear. Every inch he crawled, a large amount of thick and viscous bloodstains would be left behind, presenting a tragic scene.

His name was Zang Twelve, one of the inheritors of the Zang Temple, the Thirteenth Burial God's demonic spirit.

In the name of the Zang Temple, he had come to the pinnacle of the Demon Realm to compete for the Frozen Throne and the inheritance of the Demon Ancestor.

"Who is she?"

"Who is she exactly?"

"Why is she so strong?"

"The number one figure in the Nine Heavenly Demon Domain... How can she be so powerful?"

Zang Twelve's thoughts kept swirling, and his throat kept rolling. Whenever he thought of that person, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps rustling could be heard.

Zang Twelve's expression froze, and he suddenly looked up.

At this moment, he saw a graceful figure slowly approaching him under the moonlight.

She had an extremely beautiful and cold appearance, with silver long hair dancing in the wind. Her eyes were devoid of sorrow or joy, emanating a bone-chilling coldness and indifference as if standing on the peak of a snowy mountain.

"Who... Who are you?"

Zang Twelve's pupils contracted, and he looked at the woman before him, filled with despair.

As the words fell, a divine light flickered in the woman's beautiful eyes.

Clang!!!

Zang Twelve's body froze inch by inch, and a gust of wind blew. His body turned into shattered ice on the ground, perishing.

"The Zang Temple, the Thirteenth Burial God, have all arrived!"

"Ji Xiu... It seems like you'll be busy!"

"But, Ji Xiu, I really want to know... Would you be surprised to see Gu Yao, or shocked to see me?"

"Hehehe!"

The woman chuckled lightly, then turned and disappeared under the moonlight.

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PS: The first volume was reviewed this morning, and the author needs to make many changes, or else they will be put in the "little black room" [feeling tired, don't know until what time I'll have to make changes today].