My Demon Husband Is a Snake

"Yu Longting, have you sealed my memories?" I pieced together the memories before I fell into a slumber in my mind.

Because the feeling of Dual Cultivation is a collision of two people's essential selves.

It is engraved in the soul, unforgettable once possessed in this lifetime.

After sorting out my memories, everything became clear.

Only the memories that surfaced during my Tribulation, which were erased by Yu Longting and another mysterious person, remained elusive.

Because those memories surfaced during my Tribulation, I suffered a mental injury, resulting in a failed Tribulation.

The Qi Sea within my body was like a ruin. Although not critically damaged, it would take a long time to recover normal operations of my Spiritual Power.

I almost pushed Yu Longting towards death; his current recovery is due to my inability to watch him die, saving him with all my strength.

It's terrifying, I actually... because of a heart demon...

I wanted to kill the person who is the kindest to me in this world, so what exactly are those two segments of memory...

Yu Longting slowly reverted to human form, hooks his body from behind mine, and embraced me in his arms, "If I answer no, would you believe me?"

"Impossible, you definitely sealed them!"

I was adamant about this conclusion, "Although I can't remember the content of the erased memories, I am clearly aware that I've lost two segments of memory."

"Wait until Dumpling is born, I'll tell you all the truths." His kiss landed on my spine, and his palm rested on my protruding belly.

What is the truth that requires the birth of Dumpling for me to know?

Because of my trust in Yu Longting, I had already accepted his words, but I couldn't help asking, "Why must we wait until then?"

"Wanwan, I truly love you, and would never do anything to harm you or Dumpling. Can you please not ask for now?"

I actually felt a drop of cool liquid on the fabric of my back, then it gently diffused.

Was it... water dripping down from a stalactite...

Or... was it him shedding tears?

Could someone as strong as Yu Longting actually cry?

The wild thoughts in my mind were suddenly emptied, and I turned around and hugged him tightly, "Yu Longting, I really can't understand, Dual Cultivation with you was meant to help you, so why... did it almost kill you..."

In my heart, apart from doubt, I was overwhelmed with self-blame for getting things so wrong.

I even thought, if he had chosen Liu Hongluan, would he not have ended up in such a terrible plight...

"But didn't we save it in the end? You were willing to give up your own Purple Flame to keep me alive. Wanwan, I owe you a Purple Flame from the heavens."

Yu Longting patted the back of my head, nibbled on my earlobe, and gently kissed me, soothing my chaotic and anxious heart.

"As long as you are alright, it's fine if the heavenly fire is gone. Having a red heavenly fire alone is already eye-catching enough." I exhaled a breath of foul air, gradually regaining peace of mind.

If Yu Longting and I pass through Heaven's Tribulation.

He would possibly become a True Dragon soon, and I would also step into the threshold of the powerful.

But I am only twenty-two years old, and I've studied the Mysterious Art for less than half a year.

To have reached this point is already incredible.

The span like an unexpected leap of a carp transforming into a dragon, reaching such heights in cultivation. That's what makes one feel the cold from high places, and it feels terrifying.

Now, it's actually just right.

That sudden increase of power feels entirely unassociated with me.

On the contrary, the Tribulation has slowed down this process, shattering my high-level dreams, and Yu Longting has not returned to the peak overnight.

But now, continuing the previous steady progress... is actually not too bad...

This steady and solid pace is what truly brings peace of mind.

"Wanwan, are you hungry? Do you like peaches?" Yu Longting took off his robe and laid it under me.