My Demon Husband Is a Snake

"Much appreciated." Yu Longting carried himself with an arrogant aura, that of a celestial being above the common fray, appearing truly transcendent and viewing mortals as ants, "Just now on the dock, the High Priest and a few Barbarian Villagers had a conflict with Yellow Immortal, which cost them their lives. Go and claim the bodies."

"What?" The village chief was shocked, then glanced at the bamboo raft, losing his composure and standing frozen in place.

It was a long while before he apologized and instructed someone to check.

As the battered bodies were carried away, a mournful and desolate atmosphere congealed among the crowd.

The two Taoists on the bamboo raft were treated as disciples of Yu Longting, and the Barbarian Villagers respected them greatly, surprisingly never doubting them.

Beyond heartbroken, the village chief noticed two Yellow Skins tied up by Black Snake on the raft and seemed to realize something, "Was it you, Lord Dragon God, who took these two beasts down to avenge our people?"

"Yes, it was a minor affair, and I leave their disposal to you," said Yu Longting casually.

This statement alone made every grieving Barbarian Villager, aside from their resentment towards the Yellow Skins,

flash a genuine reverence in their eyes, starting to chant, "Lord Dragon God is mighty, thank you, Lord Dragon God, for avenging the High Priest and the others."

"Thank you, Lord Dragon God..."

In the pouring rain, the river beside them surged violently.

Accompanied by the uniform shouts, it felt incredibly majestic.

It must be said that Yu Longting truly had remarkable leadership skills, worthy of being the ruler of the Snake Tribe, the Snake Lord.

Even I was moved by the swelling enthusiasm and admired his methods of tormenting enemies, dealing with the two Yellow Skins would require some effort on our part.

If they had fallen into the hands of the Barbarian Villagers, proficient in witchcraft and having a deep-seated hatred for them,

the treatment they would receive... would likely be exponentially more excruciating.

"Prepare a room, my wife and I need to rest," Yu Longting continued with his aloof demeanor, incomparable to his usual unrestrained and wildly brazen attitude.

The village chief nodded repeatedly, tasked the women to prepare the room, then looked at me and asked, "Since you have a wife, is the marriage in a few days... to take a concubine?"

"Are you afraid that if I take someone, the rain won't stop?" Yu Longting shot a piercing glance.

The village chief went pale, nearly unable to stand with his walking stick, hastily explaining, "I meant no offense and I'm not trying to pressure you..."

"Enough, no need to explain. I'm not planning to marry. Someone impersonated me and issued a Divine Oracle; you claim to serve devoutly, yet you can't distinguish between true and false oracles," Yu Longting dismissed coldly, "I only have one wife, and it will always be her, understand?"

"Understood, understood, I did not expect the Divine Oracle to be false; that was my stupidity. Your visit to our village cannot just be about clarifying the false oracle, then... I am truly at fault..." The village chief deeply blamed himself for a few words, then jogged ahead to lead the way, "Lord Dragon God, we have prepared the best room in the village for you and your distinguished wife; I hope it meets your approval."

Yu Longting no longer paid any attention to the village chief, looked down at me, and explained quietly, "The Dragon God they speak of is my father. We look alike, which led to the confusion."

"Yes." Yu Longting finally seemed willing to speak to me of his own accord. The tiny flame inside me that he had extinguished now flared up again, excitedly looking up at him, "That... your father, did he ascend to become a True Dragon?"

"Yes, it's just a pity he died early. Barbarian Village still relies on him for protection, little knowing that the so-called Dragon God could hardly fend for himself," Yu Longting said mockingly.

Thinking that, dead or alive, at least they worshipped a True Dragon, I murmured, "Then... their faith isn't misguided. At first, I thought they had been deceived into believing in a fake dragon."