Chapter 16: A frog at bottom of well doesn’t know the outsod
What a cursed fate...
Ye Chen has fallen, overtaken by a heart demon.
Within the jade pendant upon his chest, a faint glimmer stirred.
The master sighed.
Ai... Ye Chen... Ye Chen...
Though her soul was light as mist and thinner than morning frost, she could not bear to watch in silence.
Drawing upon the final threads of her soul Qi, she pressed her essence outward, a slender stream of light weaving through the jade and into Ye Chen's shattered sea of consciousness.
A breeze stirred the wilted petals on the ground.
And still, Ye Chen writhed.
His body no longer knew dignity.
He crawled like a worm across the sacred stones of the pavilion, gasping for breath, while blood flowed from his eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and from other channels which are vital to the dignity of manhood and lineage.