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Unfortunately, Qi Hao wanted to drug my Princess, but he was stopped by those palace maids who were used to the schemes of the harem. He didn't dare to confront me openly, so he had to tolerate my presence.
In reality, if he had spoken to my mother and asked her to get rid of me, knowing her temperament, after a few more persuading words, she might have ended up drinking the poison herself. Qi Hao really underestimated his own charm.
If not for you still being alive today, I would have had the chance to kill you and reveal myself in front of him. You are overthinking this; don’t think that this will earn you a title from him.
It’s been said that for you, he is a demon. Qi Hao would never allow you to appear before the world, nor would he permit anyone to know about your relationship with him. The moment you chose to expose yourself, it was destined that you would die at his hands.
My Lord will not betray me! He has promised me!
Then why are you still so angry? Look at you, all fidgety; you’re not thinking of showing your face at his Birthday Banquet, are you? Your demonic level is high now, and you can disguise your identity when going out, so you want to give it a try?
Having guessed her thoughts, the Enchantress angrily retorted, "What does it have to do with you? You can't see anyway!"
It actually has everything to do with me. You want to kill me, and I have no intention of letting you walk out alive.
Qi Xiaomian finally found an opportunity. Following what was described in the book, he managed to grasp the rampaging Magic Breath firmly. The opponent struggled desperately, almost breaking free.
The Enchantress was shocked at this scene. "How can you catch it barehanded?"
"Simple enough; just like this."
Though the Magic Breath wouldn’t easily harm him, it had been confused for too long by the commands from Qi Xiaomian's body and its current state. For a moment, it didn’t know where to go.
As both sides pulled against each other, Qi Xiaomian's Demonic Nature revived once more. Upon seeing the familiar demonic patterns on his face, the Enchantress exclaimed in surprise, "How could you—"
After her initial shock, she quickly recalled what Qi Hao had told her about this rebellious child falling off a cliff and then suddenly appearing in Jingjing City.
I thought so! How could someone survive such a high cliff? It turns out he obtained the Magic Breath and transformed into this half-demon state. He must have suffered quite a bit.
Just fighting against the Magic Breath must have been exhausting enough; not to mention having to keep such a deadly secret in a place as crowded with humans as a military camp. You really are something else.
"Too kind of you; I appreciate the compliment."
You really have thick skin. Don’t think that just because you have that Magic Breath, you can kill me. You're just a Half-Demon; under the hierarchy of demons, you're even lower than me as a servant.
Qi Xiaomian was not affected by her derogatory remarks and focused intently on peeling away the Magic Breath from her body.
At first, the Enchantress thought he was just lucky with his grab. But as he became increasingly skilled in his precise detachment technique, she began to sense that things were going awry.
Yet she maintained her composure on the surface. "You don’t really think you can collect all of that Magic Breath and completely transform into a demon, do you? You’re overestimating yourself! The Magic Breath is extremely powerful and domineering; you're just an ordinary human trying to conquer it? Dream on!"
The Enchantress had previously underestimated her opponent, appearing careless. However, after feeling a tearing sensation within her, she finally began to take the situation seriously, her expression growing increasingly grave.
It seemed she had encountered a worthy adversary, and a young one at that—a mere twenty-something Half-Demon. To her astonishment, she realized that the other party had absorbed Magic Breath at a rate several times greater than her own!
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