Faye wriggled around in Wilbur's arms as she slowly woke up, with her movements stimulating Wilbur even more.

For a split second, Wilbur had the urge to carry Faye right to his room and get it over and done with.

Yet upon second thought... he still had so many problems that had not been fixed yet.

The cultivation method Wilbur was practicing was extremely demanding on his physical well-being, and the slightest slip-up could result in his death.

Besides, there was the problem of the Church of Bloodism.

had been enough of a pain to deal with. It

Church of Bloodism now, and he would not feel at ease

to put off any

to him? Faye would have to spend the rest of

carrying her into

he sat on his throne of skulls, looking into the distance like a statue. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt

holding a skull cane appeared before the throne once again, bowing deeply. "O' Honorable Blood God, the spirit of our seventh apostle has dimmed forever. We have also lost contact with his Blood Embryo." A long silence later, the tall figure spoke up in a deep, dull voice, "It appears that we finally have an expert who is

but to find the expert and gift the Blood Embryo to him." "Oh? Why? We don't have many Blood Embryos left. They're

the Blood Embryo, he'll becone

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