Chapter - 3474

"How could you use such a precious pill?" Wade approached Vesper, looking down at her with a smirk. "Don't play games with me. Once the Demon Lord ascends to Unrivalled Class with the help of the pill, you might still have a chance to reconstruct your divine soul and physical body."

"Reconstruct? Have you lost your mind?" Vesper scoffed.

Her soul had been utterly shattered. No matter how high of a class the Demon Lord had achieved, her soul could never be reconstructed.

She had lost all hope. Under the Soul Shredder, due to the spiritual sense left by the Demon Lord, she reckoned she didn't even have the strength to resist. It seemed her death was now inevitable.

Wade drew in a deep breath, his expression filled with suppressed anger.

"Vesper, hand over the pill now and I might just spare your subordinates!"

"No!"

"All right!" Wade sneered coldly, flicking his wrist to unleash a White Bone Claw, launching it toward Vesper's subordinates.

"Ah!" Under the chilling scream, several people met a horrifying end.

"Don't lay a finger on them!" Vesper gritted her teeth.

These subordinates, many of them were utterly devoted to Vesper.

Having been around them for a long time, feelings had already developed.

She wasn't as heartless as Wade.

"Where's the pill?" Wade demanded coldly, "If I don't get the pill, I'll slaughter all your subordinates today!"

At that moment, within Vesper's subordinates, a trembling figure stepped forward, timidly saying, "Lord Wade, I suspect that the pill is truly gone, used up... on Zeke!"

"Zeke?" Wade furrowed his brow. "Who's that?"

"It's." The individual took a deep breath, cautiously saying, "Lord Vesper's boy toy."

"Oh?" Wade was surprised.

He looked at Vesper, a glint of amusement flickering in his eyes.

"Playing for keeps now, are you? Even giving your boy toy the pill needed for your own breakthrough, what on earth are you thinking? No wonder the Demon Lord wanted me to devour you, considering your foolishness."

Vesper bit down hard with gritted teeth.

She had been betrayed!

One of her subordinates had guessed her previous actions, deducing that she had given the pill to Zeke.

Otherwise, there were no other pills that could not only save Zeke, but also enhance his strength, elevating it to the late stage of Sun and Moon Class.

Vesper's eyes dimmed, accompanied by a bittersweet smile.

"He wasn't my boy toy. Even if I were to die, it wouldn't matter. There's no need for you all to misunderstand me. Why would I need a boy toy?"

"Despicable woman!" Wade's gaze was icy cold. "Since he's not a boy toy, then you must have genuinely fallen for him. If you dare to harbor real feelings for an orthodox cultivator, then you're undoubtedly courting death. You're suspected of betraying the Demon Lord! Now, I'm giving you a chance. Take me to him, and let's retrieve the pill! In this way, your lineage won't be implicated because of your love affairs."

With a defiant expression, Vesper declared, "No way!"

"Truth be told, I wasn't really falling in love. It was just that he bore some resemblance to Emmett, and that reminded me of him. That's all there was to it."

Wade laughed coldly, his gaze growing increasingly intriguing.

"So, you're still hung up on that traitor, huh? His grave's probably covered in overgrown grass by now, right?"

Upon hearing those words, Vesper was filled with rage. A red glimmer sparked in her eyes, brimming with murderous intent, and she clenched her fist tightly.

"You're not allowed to insult Emmett!"

"All right, I won't provoke you any further." Wade shrugged nonchalantly. "Now, lead me to Zeke. Once he hands over the pill to me, you're free to meet your end."

"No!" Vesper shook her head firmly.

Given that she was already on the brink of death, she was determined not to be a burden to Zeke.

"In that case, don't blame me for not giving you face!"

Wade, observing her demeanor, impatiently retrieved the Soul Shredder.

As he shook it, a terrifying surge of spiritual sense swept across the heavens and earth!

In the unseen realm, it was as if a pair of gigantic hands had seized Vesper's spirit, draining the color from her eyes and instantly sapping much of the vital energy from her physical form.