Book 8: Chapter 92: Junko’s Thoughts
“My elf bloodline was refined by the Forest Goddess Artemis and awakened by the World Tree’s Branch, gaining the Ancient Inheritance. It’s practically reached the top tier. If the demon blood I obtain isn’t pure enough, it’ll definitely get rejected by my elf bloodline.”
Qin Lun rubbed his temples, thinking calmly. “The best would be to obtain Archdemon’s Blood. That would save me the troublesome purification process later on. However, Archdemons are powerful, Legendary Rank beings at minimum. They’re worshipped as gods by the Demon Clan. There’s no way one would sacrifice its life for me.”
“Forget Archdemons. Even sacrificing a high-rank demon would be something the Demon Clan probably wouldn’t agree to. At most, I could only get a low to mid-rank demon’s blood from them.” Qin Lun shook his head wryly. “If it’s only low or mid-rank demon blood, why even owe a favor? I might as well search for it in a Quest World myself.”
Having finally settled this long-pondered question, heavy exhaustion washed over him. Qin Lun glanced at the window, then shifted his body and leaned back on the recliner. Bathed in the sunlight, he fell into a deep sleep. His sleeping posture was a bit strange. After turning on his side, half the not-very-wide recliner was left empty.
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“He still sleeps like that.” Standing on the rooftop terrace and gazing towards the villa from afar, Qin Mei murmured almost inaudibly. She slowly closed her eyes, a single clear teardrop falling from the corner of her eye.
“Junko, do you know, when my brother and I were first sent to the orphanage, I was too scared to sleep alone at night. I always huddled close to him. But the beds in the orphanage were very narrow. My brother, afraid I’d be pushed onto the floor, would sleep on his side just like this, making room for me.” Qin Mei turned around, wiping the corner of her eyes with her finger.
“The Spectral Enchantress actually shed tears!” The ponytailed girl in the martial arts uniform lowered her head, hiding her shocked expression.
“Junko, wake the little one up. She can go back now.” Qin Mei said with a sweet smile, the tear streak making her look like a girl crying tears of joy.