My Demon Husband Is a Snake

"What the heck...? Qingyang... is your little brother...?" I scratched my head, ruffling my hay-like hair even more, and silently cursed myself for being dumb.

I had always assumed Qingyang was a Taoist name; I hadn't realized it was Master Qingyang's actual name.

They both shared the last name Qing, and Qingyang, such a prestigious figure in the Mystic Arts Realm, was... was... even younger than Qing Li...

Suddenly, a strange and eerie wind brushed my face.

A sinister, cold laugh from Qing Li drifted out from behind the pillar, "Su Wan, why have you come to the Snake Cave to disturb me and Yu Longting?"

That chill wind made my whole body shiver with goosebumps.

Although the Snake Cave was cold and damp, snakes shun wind.

There should be no wind inside the cave!!

This guy was going to use the Forbidden Woman Witchcraft.

"Don't be reckless. Your hair's all burned off, do you still want to seek death?" I knew that Qing Li's hair had been burned away; she would not use her usual tricks.

There were thousands of techniques in the Forbidden Woman's Technique, and heaven knows which ones she would use.

Suddenly, more than a dozen hemp ropes emerged from behind the pillar, which in the blink of an eye turned into black Three-Headed Snakes.

These snakes each had three triangular heads.

On the triangular heads grew three eyes that were eerily rolling around, filled with a bloodthirsty malevolence.

This creature had no place in the human world.

It closely resembled the Nether Serpent from Hell, hissing with a black and purple tongue.

"If you hadn't come to the Snake Cave, I could have continued to live a loving life with my husband, the two of us cherishing each other's company. You bitch..." Qing Li's shrill accusation came from behind the rock pillar, emerging with an aura of black mist, her pure white robe fluttering with the wave of a sleeve.

The Serpents of the Netherworld, which seemed like black arrows, flew towards me from Hell.

"All retreat!!" Having become Yu Longting's woman, I had a special control over snakes, and almost any lower snake species would be obedient to my commands.

These Black Snakes should have been submissive, but still, they advanced at an unchanged speed.

If bitten, I would be poisoned with snake venom.

I quickly did a flip, landing beneath a stone platform.

While taking cover on one side of the stone platform, I grabbed a jacket from on top of it and pulled out a fire charm, "Fire God, heed my command, swift as an imperial edict—execute!"

The moment the fire charm ignited without flames, a fiery red phoenix flew out.

The phoenix's feathers morphed into lotuses, which caught aflame and began burning the ominous black snakes.

The black snakes, wrapped in fire, could not advance any further.

Dissatisfied, they hissed and screeched at me, "Hiss hiss hiss~~"

"Hiss hiss hiss~~"

The serpentine cries echoed back and forth.

"In the name of the Snake Lord's wife, I command you all to retreat!" I ordered the snakes once more.

Damn it, even the heavenly fire seemed incapable of eradicating these strange Nether Serpents.

If I were using the Purple Flame now, they would have been reduced to ashes long ago.

The use of heavenly fire was too draining on spiritual power, and I was gradually feeling weaker, with sweat beading on my forehead.

Qing Li gloated, "It's useless. These serpents are all conjured by the Forbidden Woman's Technique, and they won't listen to you, a whore who self-proclaims to be the wife of the Snake Lord."

As Qing Li's eyes shifted to a deep purple, she let out a sinister laugh.

More hemp ropes eerily slithered out from her sleeves, ropes whose numbers were too many and too horrific to behold, their origin unknown.

Before they even turned into Nether Serpents, my spirit had already collapsed.

If all these ropes transformed into Nether Serpents, I would be gnawed to bones in the blink of an eye...

"No wonder... they completely ignore my command... ah..." I finally couldn't hold on any longer and let out a mouthful of blood, falling down like a wind-snapped kite, my hands tightly protecting my stomach to ensure Dumpling's safety.

But instead of hitting the ground as expected, I fell into an icy embrace. Yu Longting's jade-carved and flawlessly exquisite face appeared before me, "Qing Li!! You're seeking death!! Dare to fucking touch my woman!"