[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-journey-to-the-end-of-the-night":3,"chapter-journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-161":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Journey to the End of the Night",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1715414,2193,"Chapter 161 - 161 160 This Little Corpse Demon is Too Powerful","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-161",161,"\u003Cp>161: Chapter 160: This Little Corpse Demon is Too Powerful 161: Chapter 160: This Little Corpse Demon is Too Powerful Wen Hanwei instinctively wanted to raise her hand to cover her cheek, but realized her balled-up little fist was tightly gripped by Baili An’s icy palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was very obedient, not letting the fresh blood spill everywhere, conscientiously curling his tongue to gather the blood that had overflowed his lips back inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But doing so inevitably meant touching the skin on her neck again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her Blood Energy was clearly not yet depleted, yet Wen Hanwei felt as if all her strength had been drained, unable to even clench her fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sensation…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was so strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The palm resting on the back of her neck seemed to feel her body becoming gradually limp, unable to stand steadily on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the convenience of his “morning meal,” that hand cleverly slid down her spine, finally firmly supporting her delicate waist and somewhat forcefully pulling her into his embrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their chests were tightly pressed against each other, the lop-eared Afu Tu stuck motionlessly between gently rolling hills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a lifeless face, the rabbit’s mouth moved rapidly, a picture of total despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei suddenly felt her weakly clenched fist being pried open by his cold, slender fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her palm seemed to be covered in a thin layer of sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her amber eyes were like the mist that covers the morning dew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was truly strange; it hadn’t been like this last night when she fed him her blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed, and her chest, pressed against his cold body, began to rise and fall with uneasy restlessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She bit her lip, on the verge of losing all restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cold lips and tusks finally left her skin, leaving behind two lustrous, cinnabar-like red dots against her snow-like complexion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After feeding, the emptiness and weakness in his stomach were gone, and Baili An’s muddled consciousness started to clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his head from her neck in astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson in his pupils had long faded, turning into clear blackness, his gaze bewildered and his lips still marked with a striking trace of red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lingering sweetness on his tongue, and the two red marks on the pale skin, silently informed him of his recent actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he were still a normal person, Baili An would certainly break out in a cold sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning breeze blew through the branches and leaves, a pure white wildflower like snow extended out, its buds closed in the dawn dew, trembling in the cold wind, releasing a chilling fragrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei’s ragged breathing circled his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hand weakly propped on his shoulder while the other still maintained the intertwined fingers pressed against the tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers were long and thin, the tips excessively pale, turning a faint shade of red whether from gasping or something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s more distressing, he’d focused too intently on his sanguine meal that only afterward did he realize Wen Hanwei’s bloodstained white clothing now bore an ambiguous dishevelment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One side of her shoulder had been unknowingly tugged down several inches, revealing an exquisite and petite collarbone, almost dazzling to the eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wen…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister, I…” Baili An suddenly felt an impulse to bash his head against a tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The very same person who had said he needed but a finger, not her neck, was indeed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if he had willingly offered his neck, but still had to put on a facade of reluctance, playing the gentleman for her to see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, it turned out to be an unscrupulous initiative, greedily nibbling at her neck more than anyone, blatantly shameless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nipping and biting were one thing, but how could he explain appearing like a lecherous cad right now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei withdrew her hand from his palm, waved at him, then retrieved her slipped clothing to cover her neckline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face was flushed, her voice tense as she spoke, “No, no, this Corpse Poison is so fierce, I can’t bear this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her forehead was sweaty, the early morning chill of Chaotic Netherworld Valley unable to quench the heat within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cool gaze was no more, a light peach hue emerged around her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei’s gaze turned somber, her pale fingers pulling at her neckline, unable to resist the urge to scratch at the wound while speaking with a touch of gloomy confusion, “It’s scorching like little bugs tunneling through the wound, so hot, the itchiness is unbearable, and that strange feeling is burrowing into my heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why is it like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili An watched the woman in his arms slowly raise her eyes, full of moist desire, her clear eyes unintentionally captivating, yet scalding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice, usually cold, now held only a soft murmur, wafting into Baili An’s ears on the breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart skipped a beat, his brow furrowed as he gently moved her fingers from the itchy spot on her wound to inspect the injury, his tone inevitably carrying a weight of self-reproach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Corpse Poison is so fierce?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Wen Sister’s Immortal Body can’t withstand it, does Taixuan Sect not have a method to expel Corpse Poison?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon closer inspection, the two tiny wounds were bright red, devoid of any blackish-green color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant that the poison from his tusks had been purified by her blood the moment it pierced her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili An was somewhat puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei gently pushed him away, her expression a mix of vexation and contemplation, biting her nails in thought before finally coming to a conclusion, lifting her eyes to earnestly say to Baili An, “I must be sick with a fever.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah?” Baili An was somewhat dumbfounded, “Do Immortals also get sick and feverish?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei continued to chew on her nails, frowning as she analyzed, “In Chaotic Netherworld Valley, the foul air is too heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also, being injured by that corpse demon has allowed illness to take advantage, it’s nothing surprising.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sighed, her eyes gradually becoming clear and resolute, “It seems my cultivation is still too shallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such a feeble and vulnerable body, no wonder I can’t surpass my fellow Senior Brothers and Sisters, only bearing the title of the Nine Classics.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is that so?” Baili An felt something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mhm,” Wen Hanwei nodded seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With some frustration, she said, “I thought after two hundred years of secluded cultivation, I could close the gap with my Senior Brothers and Sisters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet today’s successive defeats show I’m still too weak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baili An also fell into brief thought, then encouraged her with spirit, “That corpse demon named Sikong, his strength cannot be measured in ordinary terms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I believe he must be stronger than all the Taixuan Nine Classics combined, losing to him is nothing shameful, Sister Wen is already very formidable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Hanwei’s brows remained tightly furrowed, absentmindedly replying with a hum, then asking, “Are you full?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had wanted to add if he wasn’t, did he want more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then recalling his potent tusks, she decided against it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frailty she had just exhibited was so unlike her usual self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taken aback by this abrupt shift in conversation, Baili An was stumped for a moment but finally cleared his throat with embarrassment and nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>",1212,"2026-06-06T15:16:24.479Z",1,"novelbin.me","ca9767f942ea69b07741c00644cfee8a93b860d602103d618d3bf7d4512592cd","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-162","journey-to-the-end-of-the-night-chapter-160",1594,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjourney-to-the-end-of-the-night-cover.jpg"]