The Tail of the Full Moon

"If you were the supreme master of the Dao of Immortals, revered by countless beings, able to glimpse life and death, and understand the destiny, what kind of woman would you seek as a partner?"
Jiang Feng: "I would marry an eighteen-year-old."
"...do you want to die?"
"I'd rather die to marry an eighteen-year-old."

Could it be that I am the cruel villain?

The woman seemed to want to say something.


But Xuan Yinzi's slender and powerful fingers dug straight in with a forceful grip!


Judging by the depth, it seems they've dug into the throat, directly destroying the vocal cords. Originally, her throat was spared to enjoy her desperate scream, but clearly, there's no time to care for that now.


His face manic, grim, yet Xuan Yinzi's mind was exceptionally clear at this moment.


If he lets this woman speak, it might provoke Jiang Feng to act immediately. He knows the other must be extremely conflicted right now.


The Purple Cloud Palace Disciples are well-regarded throughout the Central Plains. Although there are opposing forces, their conduct can generally be considered gentlemanly, especially during the reign of the Old Sect Master several hundred years ago when they rose to fame.


Chapter 305: Your Grandson is Only Half Left