My Demon Husband Is a Snake

"Pfft—" Yu Longting spat out a mouthful of blood, his lips curving slightly, "The barefoot are not afraid of the shod, it seems. I am but a crippled snake now, so to be buried alongside the one hailed as the hope of all humanity, the only mortal capable of reaching the pinnacle of cultivation, is well worth it."

"Then let's try it out, Snake Lord, Yu Longting."

Master Qingyang's eyes were filled with a cold, bloodthirsty chill, his aura so intense it hardly resembled that of a Taoist cultivator. He threw out two Divine Talismans capable of reducing this Steles Forest to level ground.

The Divine Talismans, soaring with a force that could shatter the old and decayed, hurtled toward the White Snake representing Yu Longting's Primordial Spirit.

Yu Longting was indifferent, "Let's give it a try."

The White Python bravely faced off against the overwhelming power of the two charms, and after shattering the talismans,

wrapped around Taoist Qingyang headfirst, the tremendous force of its gargantuan body unyieldingly strong.

Taoist Qingyang strained to break free from the White Python, coughed up fresh blood, and collapsed to the ground.

After the White Python landed, it was riddled with scars.

It feebly crawled back into Yu Longting's sleeve.

"Longting."

A vague unease filled my heart, and I softly called out to Yu Longting.

Yu Longting's forehead was tightly furrowed as he coughed up another mouthful of blood. The strength of his arm around my waist began to falter, and my feet, which had been hanging in the air, touched the ground. I caught him before he could fall.

Supported by me, his body was swaying unsteadily, "Qingyang timed his arrival to cause trouble. Give me one more day, and that old bastard wouldn't stand a chance against me. Sweetheart, if I don't make it this time... if I die, could I ask you not to forget me? Don't find another father for our Dumpling."

After he said this, his face paled, and he closed his eyes, falling unconscious.

"You're not going to die, Yu Longting. I won't let you die." I kept pouring Spiritual Power into my true body, the cheongsam, but it seemed as if it had been damaged, so the connection between us felt like it had been severed.

Before, when I infused Spiritual Power, it was merely obstructed. I could still manage to get some through.

Now, not a drop could enter.

I felt Yu Longting's body growing lighter, and my heart filled with increasing panic as I held him tightly.

How could I keep him with me, how could I protect Yu Longting's life...

"Su Wan, be careful." From afar, Wu Zhenglin, who was guarding Granny Wu, called out loudly.

I saw Qingyang actually get up, his eyes filled with furious rage. He staggered towards me while coughing.

I held Yu Longting tightly, on edge all over.

For the moment, Yu Longting was only gravely injured in his Primordial Spirit, not necessarily at the point of dispersing his power.

Another attack from Qingyang, however, would be the end.

My only mistake was the rushed departure from home without preparing any offensive garments; otherwise, at this moment, I could take on Qingyang myself.

"Don't come any closer, or... I won't be polite."

I clenched my fists tightly, and at this critical moment, the Spiritual Eye suddenly opened to its fullest on its own.

Spiritual Power surged from my body, forming an invisible yet substantial wall in front of me and Yu Longting.

"The Spiritual Girl is indeed powerful, able to turn Spiritual Power into substance. If you had learned the Mysterious Art, it wouldn't be hard to stop me, but... you know nothing." With a casual flick of his finger from Qingyang, the wall crumbled.

My body, bound by the Qi Force emanating from Qingyang, was completely paralyzed. I could only watch in despair as he hurt Dumpling...

"Mommy, Dumpling... can't move, can't protect you and daddy." Dumpling voiced sadly.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Qingyang drew ever closer, his sword finger shining with pure white light, aiming for my abdomen.

In the face of certain doom, I roared helplessly, "Back off, don't you dare hurt Dumpling or Yu Longting."

Immortal Liu had been right all along.

As a Spiritual Girl, I had to endure being coveted by countless different beings.

Yu Longting should never have kept me by his side, much less have let me bear a child.

This would only bring trouble to Dumpling.

Today, I feared that my life would end here...

Just as Master Qingyang's sword finger touched my abdomen, about to instantly kill Dumpling at that instant,

a faint white light appeared before my eyes.

Upon closer inspection, it was a hand glowing with white light, silently seizing Qingyang's wrist.

The aura was strikingly familiar.

I had thought it was Yu Longting, but when I looked up, I saw a person wearing a white veil. His eyes were identical to Yu Longting's.

However, his aura was gentle and sorrowful, and he smiled at me like blooming lotus flowers, leaving me completely stunned, "Fairy Sister, have you... come to save us?"

"Goodness, are you blind, youngster? I'm a man. What 'Fairy Sister'? Call me 'Celestial Brother.'"

The man spoke, and his voice was very similar to Yu Longting's, except he spoke with a distinctive Northeastern Chinese accent...