Something's wrong with this demon.

Chapter 51

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

A dull knocking sound echoed in the silent corridor.

Who is it?

The voice of the maid Xiaolian came from inside the room.

As she opened the door, she said, "Sister Sun said that Qingmei isn't receiving guests tonight..."

"Guard Luo?"

She paused for a moment when she saw who it was.

Luo Qingchen looked into the room and asked, "May I go in and say a few words to Miss Qingmei?"

Xiaolian hesitated to make a decision and turned to look into the house.

Qingmei was sitting at the table, lost in thought.

A lamp was lit on the table, its dim light illuminating her pale face, which held a blank and dazed expression.

They still appear to be in shock.

Xiao Lian had no choice but to go over and ask in a low voice, "Miss, Guard Luo said he wants to come in and say a few words to you. Should we let him in?"

Qingmei's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she had come to her senses, and she turned to look at the door.

Luo Qingchen watched her from outside the door.

Qingmei suddenly sneered, "I invited you in time and time again, but you refused. Now that Zhao Yun is dead, and you have no one to talk to, you've come to me again?"

Luo Qingchen did not speak.

Qingmei stared at him coldly for a while, then said, "Come in. If you change your mind, I will forgive you."

Luo Qingchen entered the room and looked at the maid, "Xiao Lian, could you go out for a while?"

Xiao Lian didn't speak, but looked at her daughter.

Qingmei's lips curled into a sneer: "Guard Luo, are you sure a little while will be enough? Are you that worried?"

Luo Qingchen did not speak again.

Qingmei glanced at him a few more times, then said to the maid beside her, "Xiaolian, you can go out now. You don't need to serve me tonight."

"Yes."

The maidservant immediately bowed her head and left, closing the door behind her.

The room fell silent.

Qingmei's face showed a playful expression: "What does Guard Luo want to say? How about we say it in bed? I think it would be more romantic to say it naked under the covers, what do you think, Guard Luo?"

Luo Qingchen looked at her and asked, "Are you still in the mood tonight, Qingmei?"

Qingmei snorted coldly: "This isn't the first time something like this has happened in this building. What can I do? I still have to live, so I can only pretend nothing happened."

She paused, then added, "If Guard Luo is willing to change his mind, the conditions I mentioned before still stand. My body, my money, everything I own—Guard Luo can have it all."

Luo Qingchen looked at her quietly without replying.

Qingmei sneered, "Oh, I almost forgot, your lover just died. You should at least pretend to be heartbroken for a few days before making a decision, right? Well, I'll wait a few days."

Luo Qingchen seemed not to hear her sarcasm, and raised her gaze to look at other parts of the room.

"Is Guard Luo familiarizing himself with my boudoir? Or is he impatiently looking for a place to make love with me?"

Qingmei continued her sarcastic remarks.

Luo Qingchen did not answer, her gaze turning to the dressing table in the corner.

"What are you looking for?"

Qingmei frowned slightly.

He then said somewhat impatiently, "Just now outside the door, you said you wanted to come in and talk to me, but now that I've let you in, you haven't said a word. What does this mean? Are you playing me?"

Luo Qingchen withdrew her gaze, looked at her, paused for a moment, and asked, "Why did you argue with Zhao Yun just now?"

Qingmei looked at him coldly: "Ha, so Guard Luo came here to cause trouble! Do you want to beat me up, or scold me, to vent your anger for your dead lover?"

Luo Qingchen stared into her eyes and slowly said, "Neither."

Qingmei scoffed, "Then what do you want to do?"

Luo Qingchen said, "I just wanted to tell you that the argument was too coincidental, and the death was too coincidental. Therefore, the people from the town's garrison haven't really left."

Qingmei paused for a moment, then suddenly stood up and angrily said, "What does Guard Luo mean by that? Do you think I deliberately quarreled with Zhao Yun? Or do you think I'm in cahoots with that monster? The town guards haven't left, what does that have to do with me?"

Luo Qingchen did not answer. After a moment of silence, she walked towards the door and said softly, "Get some rest."

Qingmei angrily retorted, "This is utterly absurd!"

"Oh, right."

Luo Qingchen suddenly stopped at the door and turned to look at her: "I see you most of the time when I'm on patrol. Every time I see you, your nails are painted bright red, including tonight. I think you must like bright red."

After saying that, he opened the door and went out.

"Squeak..."

The door closed.

The room returned to silence.

Qingmei stood in front of the table, quiet for a long time, then slowly lowered her head and looked at her hands.

The fingernails on both hands were completely devoid of color.

Outside the window, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

When Luo Qingchen came downstairs, she saw Sun Ping scolding a maid: "What are you good for? You can't even watch over a cat? What use are you? Go find one now!"

The maidservant wiped away her tears and hurriedly left.

Luo Qingchen first went to the kitchen for breakfast, and then returned to her room in the backyard to begin her cultivation.

The medicinal energy accumulated from yesterday's bath is now stirring within my entire body.

He must refine it as soon as possible.

There are about seven days left, and Tian Feng could come down at any time!

Five days have passed in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, only 20% of the blood in his second reserve blood bar remained.

His cultivation progress has increased to 950/1000!

His strength and perception have been significantly enhanced, and he's just one step away from victory!

Now, he has only one more chance to take a medicinal bath!

50 progress points remaining!

There are about two days left!

At this moment, his heart was in his throat, and he even reduced his sleep time to one hour.

He's racing against time!

That afternoon, after using up his last bit of reserved blood and successfully completing his medicinal bath, he returned to his room and began to immerse himself in cultivation.

By the afternoon of the second day, his cultivation progress had increased to 970/1000!

30 points away!

Tomorrow will be the seventh day.

All he could hope for now was that Tian Feng wouldn't come tomorrow!

Give him one more day!

Give him one more day!

He locked the doors and windows and didn't go out again. After eating a large piece of meat, he continued his cultivation.

They continued practicing until nightfall.

Then, they continued their practice from night to day.

As dawn broke outside the window, he began to feel uneasy and anxious.

At this moment, his cultivation progress was only 980/1000!

Tian Feng always comes in the morning.

So, he began to feel uneasy.

But it is precisely at times like these that he must remain calm!

He continued to practice diligently in his room, sweating profusely, trying his best to keep his emotions from being affected.

From morning until noon.

From noon until evening.

As evening approached and still no one came to call him to the front yard, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when he looked at the cultivation progress within his body, his heart sank suddenly.

My cultivation progress has only increased to 985/1000!

I spent a whole day cultivating and only gained five points.

The speed of cultivation has clearly begun to slow down.

Therefore, there was no way he could break through to the Blood Exchange Realm in one night.

Today is the fifteenth day, and Tian Feng will definitely be here tomorrow.

What should I do?

Just as he was feeling lost and confused, and unconsciously began to feel pessimistic and desperate, he suddenly woke up with a start.

Do not!

He must not give up until the very last moment!

This is definitely not the time to be pessimistic or desperate!

He quickly finished the last piece of meat, then gritted his teeth and continued his cultivation.

"I can definitely succeed!"

"Even if it's just for my sister, I must succeed!"

He silently encouraged himself.

Just as he was gritting his teeth and continuing his cultivation, Zhang Jiu's excited voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Brother Luo! Brother Luo! Come out quickly, come with me to the mine! We need manpower!"

"We've surrounded that heart-ripping monster, and we've chopped off both of its arms. It definitely can't escape now!"