Forty-four

"I can definitely become an immortal," she said.
He looked her up and down, sneered, "You can indeed become an immortal, a Lazy Immortal."
She breathed a sigh of relief, fully self-assured, "A Lazy Immortal is still an immortal."
He was speechless. Great, very powerful, who says a lazy person can't become an immortal~

Love & Redemption

Several beads slid from beneath his ribs, clinking to the ground. His back was straight and slender, muscles clearly defined; although slightly thin, there was a hint of fierceness hidden within. A faint golden light emanated from his skin, enveloping him like a mist from head to toe, making her unable to touch him.


The golden light gradually gathered and ultimately transformed into a pair of lush, beautiful wings that gently unfurled, spanning about three meters. Each golden feather at the tips boasted six long, grand plumes. Countless bright red patterns densely covered his body, not sparing even his face. He no longer looked like the pale, silent youth he once was.


He was a demon, beautiful as a phoenix, a Golden Winged Bird Demon.


Volume 4: The Fragile Dream Shatters, Chapter 41: Riot (3)