Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The Dao Child of the Demon Clan tilted his head, wearing a smile as he gazed at Gu Chaoyan. “Sister, may I co in?”
Forcing a smile, Gu Chaoyan t his gaze.
If she declined, it seed unlikely he would heed her refusal.
“Co in,” she said, her smile concealing the underlying tension.
Despite his loyalty and protectiveness, Gu Chaoyan couldn’t shake the fear that, should her true identity be exposed, he might beco her most formidable adversary.
Recalling his recent description of macabre plans, Gu Chaoyan couldn’t help but shudder.
“Sister, this is for you. It’s the only thing I can offer now. After we extract the eyeballs from the Bone Race and the Blood Race, I’ll craft a new necklace for you,” the Dao Child of the Demon Clan stated casually, as if fashioning a necklace from human eyeballs was a commonplace gesture.
Examining the grueso necklace, Gu Chaoyan couldn’t suppress a shiver. The unblinking eyeballs seed to stare back at her.
Feeling uneasy, she wondered if the previous Clan Leader had shared a penchant for such macabre artifacts.
After a quick glance, Gu Chaoyan set the necklace aside, preferring not to dwell on its unsettling nature.
Upon seeing her reaction, the Dao Child of the Demon Clan’s cheerful deanor instantly dimd, replaced by a hurt expression. “Sister, don’t you like the gifts I’ve given you? You used to appreciate these. Over the past thousand years, I’ve diligently collected beautiful eyeballs to create this necklace for you.”
“I like it.”
“Then put it on.” The Dao Child of Demon Clan insisted.
Putting it on?
Gu Chaoyan put on the necklace on the brink of tears.
The Dao Child of the Demon Clan scrutinized the necklace with seriousness and nodded in satisfaction. “It looks good. Sister, you look very good in it. It’s just that…”
He hesitated, clearly uncertain about whether to voice his thoughts.
“That’s right, Big Sister. It’s fine if you liked those human clothes in the past, but why are you wearing such white clothes now? You’re just like those human Daoists who cultivate. Big Sister, you looked better in your previous clothes. I’ll go find them for you,” he exclaid happily, turning to search for the desired attire.
Gu Chaoyan couldn’t have stopped him even if she wanted to. The Dao Child of the Demon Clan possessed boundless enthusiasm, approaching everything with joy and zeal.
While Gu Chaoyan wasn’t particularly concerned about what she wore, the necklace of eyeballs gifted by the Dao Child of the Demon Clan was quite intense. She worried about how it would complent her outfit and didn’t want to wear sothing too jarring.
As she hesitated, the Dao Child of the Demon Clan promptly returned with the chosen clothes.
A black robe.
The Demon Clan seed to favor these dark garnts. The few demon clansn who had encountered her, as well as the elders, all donned black robes. The Dao Child of the Demon Clan was no exception.
The resemblance was uncanny—they all wore identical attire.
“Sister, put this on and don the necklace I gave you. It looks very nice,” he suggested with enthusiasm.
“Alright, I’ll wear it tomorrow.”
“Sister agrees!” the Dao Child of the Demon Clan exclaid joyfully.
“Alright, you can leave now. I need to rest for a while so that I can have more energy tomorrow,” Gu Chaoyan requested.
“Sister, see you tomorrow,” he bid farewell and left.
However, after a brief mont, he abruptly turned around and returned.
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