The Blood Shadow's Game
“It’s Lu Ze…”
To everyone's surprise, it was none other than Lu Ze, the same man who had clashed fiercely with Bai Shishi before.
Back then, when Kun Li had arrived, Bai Shishi had to retreat to defend, and Lu Ze—along with the Nine Star lineage experts under his command—had mysteriously disappeared.
The battlefield had been chaotic and brutal, making his departure go largely unnoticed.
But now…
He was back.
And this time, he had returned with hundreds of thousands of warriors, all clad in star-forged battle armor.
The moment they arrived—
A collective gasp spread across the battlefield.
“So many Nine Star inheritors…!”
The sheer pressure emanating from these warriors was far more terrifying than the combined forces of the Nether River Demonic Race and the Outer Realm Dragon Clan.
At some point, Lu Ze himself had stepped into the Half-Step Emperor realm, yet—
He wasn’t leading the group.
Instead, he stood respectfully behind a woman in red.
She was draped in crimson robes, a blood-red sword hanging at her waist, and matching blood-colored boots covering her feet. Even the hairpin atop her head was a deep, rich red, like fresh-spilled blood.
Her long hair flowed like a scarlet tide, and though her eyes were black, red veins flickered deep within them. Her cherry lips were so vividly red they gleamed, like a ripe, forbidden fruit.
She radiated aura of danger, yet her seductive beauty made men think—
If I could kiss those lips… dying would be worth it.
But behind her, the Nine Star lineage warriors—though men of great willpower—dared not look at her.
Not even for a second.
"Blood Shadow, Now’s the Time."
Lu Ze's gaze burned with jealousy as he stared at Long Chen inside the Qiankun Cauldron.
“Blood Shadow, Long Chen is using the Qiankun Cauldron to forge his Life Star Divine Sigil. This is the best time to strike—if we kill him now, he won’t be able to complete it.”
Lu Ze's fists clenched.
Long Chen’s luck was simply unfair.
The Qiankun Cauldron was absorbing heaven and earth’s essence to refine his divine sigil. If he succeeded, no one on this battlefield would be his match.
They had to stop him now.
With the Dragonblood Legion barely holding on, if the Nine Star warriors all attacked at once, they could seize the Qiankun Cauldron and obliterate Long Chen in an instant.
But—
Blood Shadow only stretched lazily, her body’s perfect curves shifting as she leaned back, her sultry gaze locked onto Long Chen.
Her lips curled into an alluring smile.
“My, my… what a breathtaking little thing. Not only is he powerful, but he’s also so damn good-looking…”
She rested her delicate chin on her hand, her eyes filled with appreciation and amusement.
Lu Ze’s face twisted in rage.
“You… you’re acting like a lovestruck fool?! He killed Bing Yi! He’s our enemy! We must kill him now and take the Qiankun Cauldron! Otherwise, if something goes wrong, how will you answer to the Star Master’s Son?!”
Blood Shadow’s eyes slowly shifted to Lu Ze, a mocking glint flashing in them.
She smirked.
“You’re ugly, your voice is annoying, and you’re a total eyesore.”
Her languid, dismissive tone made Lu Ze’s blood boil.
“You…!” Lu Ze’s fury erupted.
Blood Shadow ignored him.
She leaned back, and immediately, a luxurious chair was brought to her. The timing was flawless, as if rehearsed.
She lounged comfortably, stretching out a hand, and someone immediately handed her a glass of wine.
"Lu Ze, Know Your Place."
Lu Ze’s vision blurred with rage.
“Are you serious right now?! We’re in the middle of a damn war, and you’re sitting there like a—”
Before he could finish, a warrior behind Blood Shadow rested his hand on his sword, his voice ice-cold:
“Lu Ze, mind your tone. You are a defeated dog. You have no right to speak to Lady Blood Shadow as an equal.”
“You son of a—!”
Lu Ze exploded in rage.
The warriors under his command immediately drew their weapons, their killing intent surging into the sky.
The tension crackled—
A fight was seconds away from breaking out.
The onlookers watched in confusion and shock.
What the hell is going on?
Why are they fighting each other?!
Blood Shadow sipped her wine, set down the cup, and spoke calmly:
“Lu Ze, don’t try to use the Star Master’s Son to pressure me. Do you really think I don’t know what you’re up to?”
Her red lips curled slightly.
“You found out about the Qiankun Cauldron, but instead of telling me immediately, you tried to take it for yourself.”
“That’s bullshit!” Lu Ze roared.
But Blood Shadow was unfazed.
She gently swirled her wine, watching the liquid ripple.
“When you realized you couldn’t claim it alone, you ran back to me for ‘cooperation’—so you could take a cut of the glory.”
She smiled faintly.
“Listen, Lu Ze—you are a defeated warrior, a stray dog. If you want to work with me, you follow my lead.”
Her voice turned sharp.
“Stop barking orders at me. I don’t like it.”
Lu Ze’s expression darkened, his teeth grinding audibly.
Because—
She was right.
Originally, there were three major factions—Lu Ze, Blood Shadow, and Bing Yi.
But Bing Yi was dead, killed by Long Chen.
Her warriors?
Mostly absorbed into Blood Shadow’s forces.
Lu Ze had tried to recruit survivors too, but he was too slow. In the end, he had barely secured 20% of the leftover troops.
From that moment, the gap between him and Blood Shadow had become irreversible.
He knew their chances were slipping.
That’s why he had abandoned his stake in the Qiankun Cauldron battle and retreated to a Nine Star training ground, where a powerful Star Array was absorbing stellar energy and fate to help their warriors condense their Life Star Divine Sigils faster.
It was his backup plan.
If he could claim the Qiankun Cauldron? Great.
If not? They’d stall the Dragonblood Legion until reinforcements arrived.
But—
Nothing had gone as planned.
The Dragonblood Legion was too strong. Their forces had zero weak points.
Then, Long Chen’s star power had exploded, shattering the Star Array they relied on.
They had no choice but to return.
Now, Lu Ze had regrouped with Blood Shadow, hoping to join forces—only to find her refusing to act.
Lu Ze’s rage finally boiled over.
“Fine! If you won’t move, I will! Don’t even think about taking credit later!”
He snarled, then waved his hand.
His troops charged into battle.
A subordinate beside Blood Shadow hesitated.
“Lady Blood Shadow, should we—?”
She simply smiled, eyes glinting coldly.
“No rush.”
She raised her wine glass.
“Let them go die first.”
Final Thoughts:
Lu Ze returned with an army, hoping to claim the Qiankun Cauldron—but instead, he walked into Blood Shadow’s web. While he seethed with impatience, she watched and played her own game.
Was she really here to help him? Or did she have her own secret agenda?
Meanwhile, Long Chen's transformation was nearing completion. But would Lu Ze's reckless assault disrupt it before it was too late?
The battlefield was shifting. Who would emerge victorious?
Author's Note:
🔥 Things are heating up! Blood Shadow is playing her own game, and Lu Ze is too blinded by rage to see it. But is she really on Long Chen’s side? Or is she just waiting for the perfect moment to strike?
Next chapter: Will Long Chen awaken his divine sigil before the enemy strikes? And what is Blood Shadow truly after?
Stay tuned! 😈✨
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