Villainess Breaker: Raising Broken Beauties Against Destiny

Vulkara stared at Damian for several seconds, her red eyes trembling between confusion, caution, and irritation.

Then, finally, she gritted her teeth and forced the words out. "Okay, okay... I’m still alive. No need to bury me."

Damian nodded seriously, as if he had just confirmed something important. "I see, I see. Good. Being alive is always better than being dead."

Vulkara’s mouth twitched again. Was this guy mocking her, or was he actually being serious? She really couldn’t tell.

Damian looked her up and down for a moment.

Her clothes were torn, her arm was bleeding badly, one wrist looked swollen, and her face was pale from blood loss.

He clicked his tongue lightly. "Still, you really look like hell."

Vulkara wanted to curse back, but before she could say anything, Damian casually took out a jade bottle from his storage ring and tossed it toward her. "Here. Use this."

Vulkara instinctively caught the bottle with her uninjured hand.

At first, she didn’t understand what it was, but the moment she opened the lid, a dense medicinal fragrance immediately spread out, changing her expression in an instant.

Inside the bottle were ten crimson pills, each one smooth, round, and filled with rich Blood Qi.

Vulkara’s eyes widened. "The hell... why are you giving me this?"

Damian raised an eyebrow. "What’s the problem?"

Vulkara stared at him like he was insane. "Isn’t this a bottle of Top-Rank Profound Grade Blood Qi Recovery Pills?"

Damian nodded casually. "Yeah. What about it?"

Vulkara almost choked on her own breath the moment she heard that. "What about it? Are you crazy? This is way too high-grade!"

Damian looked at her wounded body again and shrugged. "So what? You look like hell, so this should be able to heal you properly."

Vulkara opened her mouth, then closed it again because she didn’t know what to say.

Of course, this pill could heal her. Forget one pill, even half a pill would probably be enough to stabilize most of her injuries.

But this bastard had directly given her an entire bottle filled with ten of them, so how could she not be shocked?

Even many Foundation Establishment cultivators would treat this kind of recovery pill as a life-saving treasure, but this bastard had thrown it to her like it was cheap candy.

Vulkara clenched the jade bottle tightly and frowned. "Yeah, it can heal me, but this is just too much. Why the hell are you giving me the whole bottle? What do you want from me?"

Damian sighed as if she was the unreasonable one. "No need to think too much about it. Just eat it and heal."

Vulkara stared at him, completely confused, not knowing what the hell was wrong with this bastard.

He had appeared out of nowhere, killed four Foundation Establishment cultivators like they were nothing, insulted her while helping her, and now he was giving her a bottle of precious healing pills without even blinking.

Was he crazy, or was he so rich that he no longer understood the value of things?

Vulkara looked at the bottle again, then back at Damian. "You... are you really giving this to me?"

Damian crossed his arms and nodded. "Didn’t I already say that? Or do you want me to take it back?"

The moment she heard that, Vulkara tightened her grip on the jade bottle immediately before taking one pill and consuming it directly.

The medicinal power spread through her body instantly, and her pale face slowly regained a bit of color.

Damian only grinned the moment she did that, then lightly jabbed her with his words. "Good. Now you look slightly less like a corpse."

Vulkara glared at him weakly. "You really don’t know how to speak nicely, do you?"

Damian grinned. "Nope."

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Damian watched as Vulkara’s complexion slowly recovered after the pill took effect.

Her breathing became steadier, and the blood flowing from her wounds finally began to stop.

Although she still looked miserable, at least she no longer looked like she was about to die at any moment.

Seeing this, Damian rubbed his chin for a moment before suddenly asking, "By the way, are you really a virgin?"

Vulkara instantly froze.

Then her expression darkened as she glared at him. "What the hell? Are you aiming for my body?"

Damian waved his hand casually. "No. Just answer me."

Vulkara frowned even harder, clearly not understanding what kind of crazy question this was.

But after seeing that Damian didn’t seem to have any lustful look in his eyes, she clicked her tongue and looked away. "Yeah, I am. What about it?"

Hearing this, Damian’s eyes narrowed slightly.

At this point, he was almost completely sure that the multiplier only appeared on virgins, or at least on women who had not completely fallen into certain kinds of relationships.

Still, there were probably other requirements too, like talent or their villainess fate.

Damian nodded slowly before asking again, "Then, were their accusations true?"

Vulkara became silent for a moment before snorting. "Yeah. What about it?"

Damian raised an eyebrow.

Vulkara gritted her teeth. "What they said was true, but only because those bastards started it first. They insulted me, stole my resources, and tried to push me around because I had no backing."

Her red eyes burned with anger again. "But I didn’t steal the secret martial art. That part was a lie."

Damian only nodded calmly. "Yeah, yeah. I get it."

Vulkara frowned. "You believe me that easily?"

Damian shrugged. "Not really, but I don’t care that much either."

Vulkara’s mouth twitched. "You bastard..."

Damian stood up and turned around. "Anyway, now that you’re healed enough, follow me."

Vulkara immediately frowned. "Why the hell do I need to follow you?"

Damian looked back at her. "Because you don’t have anywhere to go, and you’re basically a wanted criminal now. So your best choice is to follow me."

Then he added casually, "Don’t worry. I don’t have any intention toward your body. You’re not that good."

Vulkara’s face instantly turned ugly. "Damn you! Even like this, I was known as one of the most beautiful women in the sect!"

Damian raised his brow.

"Really? This tomboy is one of the beautiful ones? Is she sure about that?"

Of course, he only said that in his mind.