Although it was not as good as Emperor Jing's, it was still a highly nourishing food.
Their demon race possesses a forbidden technique that allows them to absorb such marks for their own use. As long as the target remains alive, they can continue to plunder them.
It would be even better if the other party were a woman, as she could be transformed into a furnace-cauldron physique.
Now is the time.
It was when he was gathering fruit.
Otherwise, why would he have been using his spiritual energy to nourish Jing Jiayue's body all this time?
Of course, all of this was done without Jing Jiayue's knowledge.
"Ah, let me go, no...!"
"Hmm...."
The sound of tearing cloth was clearly audible, and pieces of torn clothing were thrown off the couch. What was happening inside was unknown to those outside.
Only the two people inside the black mist knew.
...
The next day.
A banquet was held in the palace, and the Southern Kingdom's National Preceptor appeared before everyone, once again exuding an otherworldly and ethereal aura.
There was no sign of someone being injured.
Even from a distance, Jing Le could still see something different about him.
[What's going on? Did this Southern Kingdom's Grand Preceptor take some powerful tonics after going home last night?]
Despite being injured by the magical artifact on his father's body, there's no trace of it showing at this moment.
[Also, what's with that faint aura of luck emanating from him?]
If even a demon can possess such a powerful destiny, wouldn't this world become the Demon Realm?
What's the point of having her then?
Jing Le was utterly speechless at this chaotic world.
What he didn't know was that the luck on the other person's body came from the escaped female protagonist, Jing Jiayue.
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