Chapter 638: A Precious Gem Brings Its Own Curse

Minard Qin smirked as he looked at Qin Ling. With a subtle flick of his finger, a thin, reddish strand of blood-like energy shot out from Qin Ling's body, twisting like a tiny snake. If you looked with mystical sight, you'd see that this strand of blood energy was made up of countless tiny runes, being forcefully yanked out by a few threads of Qing Emperor's power. Minard Qin pinched the writhing, snake-like strand between his fingers, giving a faint, indifferent smile. Qin Yan'er's expression...