Chapter 116: The Arrogant Little Loli
Abraham Pegu
The door was opened. Just as Zhu Qiu was thinking about the next step to punish the Demon King, the gates of the Imperial Palace swung open. Zhu Xiaxia hurried…
March 2026
Chapter 115: Zhu Qiu Punishes the Foolish Loli
Inside the Dragon Race Imperial Palace. Zhu Qiu, Zhu Xiaxia, Xiaguang, her mother, and the black-haired little loli who had been tied up by Zhu Qiu were all present. After…
Chapter 114: The Demon King Is Actually a Little Loli!
The Demon King could only give an awkward greeting. “Are you saying hello to me?” “I suppose… I am?” “Ha… hello.” Zhu Qiu stopped explaining and pulled the Demon King…
Chapter 113: Unknown Enemies
She pushed Xiaguang’s body, crying uncontrollably. “Waaa—Xiaguang, don’t die! If you die, who’s going to cook for me? I don’t want to eat Zhu Xiaxia’s dark cuisine every day, waaa!”…
Chapter 112: Xiaguang Is in Danger; the Dragon King Cannot Sit Idly By!
‘I miss the delicious food Xiaguang makes so much; it’s such a delicacy.’ Just then, Zhu Xiaxia suddenly had a reaction. She pulled a **Communication Magic Stone** from her robes,…
Chapter 111: Don’t Think of Zhu Xiaxia as My Girlfriend!
“Stop!” To prevent similar incidents from happening, Zhu Qiu immediately reached out to block the space in front of her. “Don’t hug me! I’m not a child! I just came…
Chapter 12: Vulgar Matters
Nishu
“… ” Faced with a situation far beyond her expectations, Emil fell silent for a long moment. She looked Histrie up and down, then took a deep breath and rubbed…
Chapter 11: Fa-rectification on the spot! ?
A faint trace of blood slowly flowed from the black-haired girl’s fingertip, seeping past Sistoli’s teeth and into her mouth. …So this is what Emil tastes like. That rusty flavor,…
Chapter 10: I’ve got you, Kistorie
“…” Just before her prey was within reach, the endless hunger churning in Gistholly’s chest suddenly paused for a brief moment—then transformed into a primal hunting instinct. …Quiet now. Don’t…
Chapter 9: Vampiric Impulse
The night was as dark as ink, the wind howling through the trees. In the center of that forest clearing, the Hero lay atop a rough wooden stump, her black…