บท 49: Jiu Xiao Huan Pei [1]

Hariti was like a ghost in the sewer.

Blood mixed in with the poison boiling in her chest, the pain fueling her excitement.

The formless ghosts fed on all the blood available, becoming more powerful and violent. But in her eyes, they were as obedient as dogs.

As a deposit for her mission, the Easterners had given her medicine for the side effects, helping her to recover. It had been a long time since she felt so invincible.

Even if it wasn't real, it was still intoxicating…

The more she walked, the more she could sense Bai Xi's breath…it was a sweet coppery scent, and she moved in haste.

"Blessed Gift?" Intoxicated by the blood, Hariti suddenly uttered the Easterner's descriptions and licked her lips. Something like a will-o'-the-wisp shone in her eyes.

It was such high quality blood. Even if it was sacrificed to Hyakume, it would be a high class offering…