Lu Sangjiu thought Ye Zhiyao's situation was truly pathetic. She'd been utterly screwed over by the Pseudo Heavenly Dao.
But… she had to admit, it felt so good!
'Serves you right for having a heroine's halo. Looks like it's backfiring on you this time, huh?'
A wave of smug satisfaction washed over her, but Lu Sangjiu managed to keep from laughing out loud. Otherwise, she'd look like a petty villain gloating over her victory.
Casting a sympathetic glance at Ye Zhiyao, Lu Sangjiu nodded. "That does sound pretty twisted."
As promised, she took out an Elixir Pill and placed it in Ye Zhiyao's mouth. Ye Zhiyao swallowed it down impatiently.
Lu Sangjiu turned and took a few steps away, then looked back as if she had just remembered something. "Oh, by the way, while the healing Elixir Pill will mend your wounds, its abundant Spiritual Energy will also clash violently with the Demonic Qi inside you."
