Seven... seven fragments?

Lord Jie Luo's soul fragments have seven pieces?

Rose Vesper was utterly shocked by these words, her gaze blankly fixed on the resurrection technique's magic array, where the six soul fragments she had personally placed were gradually losing their original luster.

No... it's impossible, how can there be seven fragments.

Why didn't she ever know about this?

In an instant, Rose Vesper only felt as if a piece of her heart had been gouged out... no, her heart had already been crushed by Qin Chu, it was gone.

In any case, that indescribable fear and emptiness filled Rose Vesper's chest cavity.

She trembled all over in fear.

An unprecedented feeling of dread rose in her heart.

Her round eyes were bloodshot, staring intently at Qin Chu, her voice sounding like it was squeezed out of her throat: "Then... where is the last soul fragment?"

"Of course, it's in my hands... but, it's already been crushed by me." Qin Chu spread his hands, saying in a light tone.

Crushed... crushed?

Bang... crack.

In an instant, Rose Vesper felt as if a thunderbolt flashed through her mind.

Accompanied by a painful groan, Rose Vesper's body curled up, feeling as though her intestines inside her stomach were violently entwined in pain.

Crushed, crushed, crushed?

A soul fragment of Jie Luo had been crushed by Qin Chu long ago?

That is to say...

Qin Chu's smile grew even more pronounced: "Don't believe it? You can go ask Asina, it was at Snow Mountain that I crushed that soul fragment right in front of the Muse..."

"Do you understand now? The resurrection technique you've spent so long painstakingly preparing was never going to succeed from the very beginning."

Qin Chu's voice wasn't loud, but it was chilling.

A gust of night wind blew through, and that cold voice sent a shiver down one's spine.

He didn't torture Rose Vesper's body, didn't beat or harm this woman, yet the impact his words had on her spirit was even more exaggerated, more cruel, and even harder for Rose Vesper to bear.

This beautiful girl, her golden eyes, suddenly turned gray, empty.

It was as if her soul, her will, were all hollowed out at this moment.

"It seems you've finally understood, before you left the Imperial City, everything you did was in vain, you were just chasing a dream that could never come true, pursuing a hope that did not exist."

The indescribable pain made Rose Vesper's body convulse uncontrollably.

Her abdomen seemed to churn violently, producing dry heaving sounds from her throat, her neck stretched long as if she wanted to vomit, but nothing came out.

She wanted to scream in agony, but no sound could come out.

Seeing Rose Vesper's appearance, Qin Chu's sense of satisfaction only grew stronger.

Rose Vesper, Rose Vesper, could you have imagined that one day you would fall into such a fate?

Nothing is more despairing than fiery hope suddenly collapsing.

Grieve, suffer, despair.

Your pain and despair will become my most delicious food!

Qin Chu spread his hands, a slight smile playing on his lips, letting the cold night wind wash over his face.

At this moment, Qin Chu felt utterly at peace. * (*) hosts the original.

Anyone seeing such a scene would think Qin Chu was the true villain, while Rose Vesper seemed like an innocent girl being bullied.

However, Qin Chu was indifferent to such comparisons, he finally opened his eyes after a long time, looking at the woman trapped in despair and pain before him, he seemed to feel it wasn't enough.

Recalling everything from his first week, the feelings he once invested in, the intensity of his hatred now is just as strong.

This woman was the culprit who caused his death in the first week.

And it was this woman who, in the second life, was still intent on killing him.

Now, it's time for this woman to pay the price.

Rose Vesper continued to writhe and convulse on the ground like a worm, the once clean, though threadbare, former Saintess now completely disheveled.

Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes, mingling with the dust on the ground, staining her face with filth.

Her mind was left blank, the entire person immersed in indescribable pain.

Such pain even made Rose Vesper numb.

Her whole body felt drained of all strength, lying flat on the ground, breathing desperately in a sickly manner, the air entering her nostrils seemed filled with countless shards of ice, piercing through all her internal organs.

That once beautiful face now contorted into a twisted mass.

Her once beautiful eyes now seemed like smooth stones, still beautiful but lost their original luster, empty and dark.

A gloomy atmosphere enveloped Rose Vesper's entire body, like a shroud of somber gray mist.

Finally, Rose Vesper seemed to digest what Qin Chu had said, finally understood what had happened, and the suppression and pain built up in her chest could no longer hold, her cherry lips parted, and with a pop, a spray of bright red blood burst forth.