His vision blurred, and Bi Xie could no longer hold on and fainted.

Before she lost consciousness, she seemed to hear Yang Xingyun's voice, as well as the noisy footsteps rushing into her courtyard and the drawing of the Demon-Slaying Blade.

And then there was Zang's voice, tinged with fear: "Evil! Evil..."

Bi Xie thought she was dead, but why was she still conscious?

Everything was pitch black. She moved her body and touched a cold patch of skin. Before she could react, someone suddenly reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her tightly into a hug. The man's voice carried a hint of fear and helplessness that she herself was unaware of, "Xie Xie, you're finally awake."

The voice beside him was all too familiar. Bi Xie spoke softly, "Burial."

She was startled by her own hoarse voice.

"Xie Xie, you've been asleep for five months. If it weren't for the fact that your heart is still beating, I would have thought..." His cold fingers trembled as he pressed them against Bi Xie's chest, and he kissed her lips anxiously, as if to confirm her warmth.

"I've been asleep for five months?" Bi Xie's voice was very soft, as if he might fall asleep again at any moment.

A cool breath lingered in his ear. Bi Xie couldn't see Zang's face, but he could feel Zang's lips trembling as he touched the tip of his nose and lips.

Her heart skipped a beat. She gently cupped his face in her hands and gave him a smile. "Zang, I'm alright. I thought... I thought you would really tear me apart in a fit of rage. I thought I was already dead."

"No, Xie Xie, I was wrong. I will never hurt Xie Xie again," the man said, pressing his forehead against hers in anguish and self-reproach. "It's all my fault. Xie Xie's blood is a treasure that improved my Blood Sword Technique. It wasn't Xie Xie's fault that I couldn't use the Blood Sword Technique that day—"

Bi Xie was taken aback. Her blood could enhance the Blood Demon Art of the vampire clan?

She paused for a moment, then remembered Mayas's instructions. No wonder Mayas told her not to get hurt easily; she was afraid that Mayas had already discovered the special nature of her blood.

In the modern era, she had never seen a vampire, let alone come into contact with one. In that time, vampires only existed in ancient legends, and Bi Xie had no idea how her blood had become a treasure of the vampire clan.

"Does Xie Xie blame me? I hurt Xie Xie," Zang gently stroked the woman's slender neck, where there were no visible wounds, but it was incredibly fragile, as if he could break it with the slightest force.

Bi Xie felt a chill run down her spine. Although she had long been used to the cold temperature of Zang's body, the icy sensation running down her neck still made her think of the day he had bitten off a piece of flesh with a blank expression.

"Xie Xie, you provoked me first. I will not let you go. In this life, the next life, and for all eternity, I will follow you and find you. You will never escape."

The low, slow voice seeped through her skin and into Bi Xie's heart. For some reason, she suddenly felt a tingling sensation as if she had been struck by an electric current, as well as a trembling sensation in her bones.

It was as if something had forcefully etched itself into her soul at that moment.

Bi Xie hurriedly looked away, secretly reminding himself that he was only here to carry out a mission, that everything in this world was illusory, and that everything would vanish once he left this world.

Stepping out of the black coffin, Bi Xie finally regained his sight and saw Zang's face clearly.

The wounds were crisscrossed, and although they were no longer bleeding, they were still quite gruesome and terrifying.

No wonder the touch on his face wasn't smooth, but rough, when she first cupped it.