1009 His Highness Woke Up

There was just one box with contents that were unknown to Zha Xi. When he pushed Helian Wei Wei aside, he asked her once again in broken Mandarin, “This was sent by Young Master Tang and has just arrived at the tent. Do you want to bring it with you?”

“Yes. I really need it. Thanks, Zha Xi.” Helian Wei Wei was still responsible for tying things up on the Tibetan Mastiff. No matter how brave Zha Xi was, he was still subconsciously terrified of the demon dog.

After everything was ready, Helian Wei Wei clutched the metal chain tightly and strolled into the vast Hoh Xil.

The highland’s snowline was clouded with mist. Every single line on the plateau symbolized the unique toughness and strength of the ethnic minorities.

Helian Wei Wei’s behavior was unlike the usual tourists and that was unexpected for Zha Xi. She did not sit on the wooden raft, instead she walked in front of the black demon dog with her cape over her head. Only her pair of beautiful eyes could be seen.

In the darkness she stood, her dark coat was rustling loudly as it was blown by the wind. Her steps were steady as she walked across the icy plateau, her left hand wrapped around a pure white bandage and her right hand tugged at the metal chain. She seemed to be wrapped in an impenetrable black fog.

She seemed aloof, withdrawn yet invincible.

Zha Xi scratched his head, he rarely saw someone like her, but as someone who worked in the service industry, curiosity was the last thing he should have.

So Zha Xi said no more. He turned around and entered the tent, he still had to welcome a few highland explorers tomorrow.

Helian Wei Wei walked to the edge of the cliff and looked briefly at the towering mountain peaks that were covered in snow all year long. Without further hesitation, she started to set up her tent.

Then, she placed the coffin inside the tent.

At that moment, numerous red spider lilies bloomed rapidly and encased the coffin, creating a mysteriously grand scene.

A fiery redness glowed from every blooming flower, delicate, enchanting and juicy. The flowers were as fragile as dawn yet bewitchingly alluring.

Helian Wei Wei’s gaze sank. Deep down, she knew what the blooming flowers of death meant.

However, this could not stop her from what she was about to do next.

Helian Wei Wei opened the wooden box, with her gaze as cold as ever.

If Zha Xi knew what was inside the box, he would definitely turn pale-white from fear.

She reached for two bags and put them into the glacier outside the tent. Then she lit up her portable heater and added a piece of wood in it.

After a while, Helian Wei Wei pushed open the black coffin. The man inside was still quiet in deep slumber.

A beautiful Devil’s Snare had emerged from his chest. Out of all the flowers around him, that was the only one in crimson. It was as dark as blood.

Two pointy fangs probed out of his thin lips. This was a face that could turn the world upside down. It was noble, elegant and a divine masterpiece.

He just laid there quietly. His long, slender arms were crossed gently and gracefully on his chest, his long and thick eyelashes casting shadows on his face. He looked like a pure angel.

Nonetheless, Helian Wei Wei knew that he was no angel. His demon fangs had already revealed itself. When this person woke up again, no one could guarantee what would happen.

Helian Wei Wei leaned on the coffin and closed her eyes gradually. She needed some rest, because she could only face what was to come with enough physical strength and stamina.

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As she was tired from a night of flight, Helian Wei Wei fell into a light sleep fairly quickly. When she woke up, it was already 6 a.m..

There were only a few sparks left in the fireplace, her surroundings were completely dark and dead quiet.

She could vaguely smell blood just at the tip of her nose, a very strong scent of blood.

Helian Wei Wei stood up immediately and looked behind her. The black coffin was empty by now, but there were many empty blood bags piled up in the tent with the labels of their donor’s names and blood types still intact.

Helian Wei Wei frowned and walked out of the tent directly. The mist had started to dissipate and what was left in her sight was a vast expanse of white and green.

This meant that the sun would rise soon.

Baili Jia Jue was sitting on the glacier with his white wrist sprouting from his sleeve like a flower. He sucked on a blood bag as his eyes squinted, he was experiencing the joy of eating.

Although the blood he was having did not taste the best.

He was unusually hungry so he needed his fill of blood.

When he saw Helian Wei Wei walking toward him, he smiled evilly as he bared his white fangs slightly. A faint stain of blood remained on the corners of his mouth.

Fortunately they were in Hoh Xil where it was a no man’s land, if not Baili Jia Jue’s current state would have triggered unprecedented panic.

He was still as handsome as ever, but his sickly pale skin and his curled lips could not hide his evil intentions. “Human?”

Helian Wei Wei could sense Baili Jia Jue’s excitement. However a demon’s excitement was always different from a human’s.

When demons first entered the world, they were as pure as a black-winged angel.

It was only after contamination that they took on the characteristics of human greed to an extreme level.

This was why even though demons came in many forms, they were as elegant as magicians and devilishly charming. They could trick humans without them noticing it.

“What a nice smell.” Baili Jia Jue threw away the blood bag in his hand as he spoke with a deep voice. He stared straight at Helian Wei Wei and licked his lips.

Helian Wei Wei’s heart sank.

Had the process started?

The complete loss of memory.

Her highness had forgotten her…

The wind outside was bone-chilling. When it hit her face it was so cold that it hurt.

Helian Wei Wei’s fingers were stiff for a long while before she recovered. She did not move the scythe in her hand. Instead, she grabbed the blanket shawl beside her and strolled over. “It’s cold here. Next time you come out, remember to wear something warm.”

Baili Jia Jue’s gaze deepened, he walked near his Helian Wei Wei and pulled her into his embrace. His tone was demonic as he said, “I see, so you are my feeder, no wonder you smell so great. But why did you bring me to such a place? You wanted to stop me from hunting? Huh, how naive.”

“My spiritual aura can delay your demonization process in this no man’s land.” Helian Wei Wei looked at him directly in the eye. “You will not be able to find a single human within a few hundred miles from here. You will not be disturbed and you don’t have to think about hunting. The blood bags in the tent will suffice for seven days. Now, come with me inside.”