The Man's Decree

"But what if he belongs to the Inferno Devil lineage? Our blood demon clan has always been at odds with them," Rosetta said, still worried.

"That's impossible. Their clan is in the far north. Besides, no one has seen an Inferno Devil Demonic Cultivator in years. How could we have run into one today by coincidence? Stop letting your thoughts run wild. We sneaked out to cure your bloodlust. The more you get wound up over it, the worse it will be for your health," Dalton reassured her once more while patting her shoulder.

"All right," she replied with a nod. However, at that moment, Rosetta's brows suddenly furrowed. Her expression twisted into an agonized grimace as veins protruded on her face and her eyes turned bloodshot.

The woman trembled all over, her face scrunching up as two fangs rapidly extended in her mouth. However, Dalton did not panic at the sight, appearing as though he was already used to it. He merely pulled out a dagger and slit his arm, drawing blood from the cut instantly.

Immediately after, he let the blood drip into the woman's lips. Her expression gradually returned to normal as blood flowed continually into her mouth.

The woman was soon back to her usual self, her agonized expression returning to its lovely state. Distress and guilt filled her countenance as she stared at the wound on the man's arm.

scars on the man's arms, all evidently caused by similar incidents. "I'm sorry, Dalton, I'm so sorry. I

you can't control yourself, so there's no need to blame yourself. Despite your bloodlust, you've

has a way of treating it. If

was starting to regret coming out

be merciful. Master once said we can be heinous demons in the eyes of others, but we

was rendered speechless and could

This time, I'll definitely

arms. No sooner had

the room and don't wander

elderly man shrouded in a black robe stood outside the door. Only his eyes on his skeletal face