Zuan's expression changed; the demon race actually had a passage directly connecting to the human race's heartland.

As if guessing his thoughts, Yu Yanluo said, "The demon race is unaware of this secret passage, and I have also set up a special seal. Without the key, forcibly opening it will cause the entire secret passage to collapse. I also have human blood, so naturally I don't want to see the human race suffer."

Although she has never admitted it in public, she does not shy away from the fact that she is Medusa when the two are together.

Having temporarily escaped danger, Zuan relaxed a bit and teased, "I'm very curious, what exactly is your true form? Like, if you drink some realgar wine, will you reveal your true form or something?"

As he spoke, he glanced behind her, seemingly checking for a tail.

Yu Yanluo: "..."

She said irritably, "Of course it's not what you think. I've always been in human form, except when I use Medusa's Eye at full power, in which case my hair turns into small snakes. However, according to the snake clan's records, if I become stronger in the future, my bloodline power will gradually awaken, and when I need to fight with all my might, my legs might turn into snake tails..."

At this point, she looked worried: "I don't want to do that either, I feel so ugly, will you be disgusted by me?"

“Of course not,” Zuan replied.

"Really?" Yu Yanluo looked somewhat doubtful. "But from what I understand, people are very afraid of this form."

“Those are ordinary people. I’m different. I’ve seen Zhao Ling’er, Bai Suzhen, Medusa Queen before… each one more beautiful than the last.” Classic images flashed through Zu’an’s mind.

"Who are Zhao Ling'er and Lady White Snake?" Yu Yanluo asked suspiciously. "Have you even met my mother?"

Clearly, she regarded the Medusa Queen mentioned by the other party as her mother.

“Ahem, you’ve misunderstood. I’m not talking about your mother. This is a story from my hometown,” Zu’an said. “If you want to hear it, I’ll tell you on the way.”

“Great! I want to hear the story of Zhao Ling’er and Lady White Snake.” Yu Yanluo’s eyes sparkled like jewels.

As they made their way toward the mine, the two of them told each other stories from "The Legend of Sword and Fairy," "The Legend of the White Snake," and "Battle Through the Heavens."

The two chattered amongst themselves on the way: "Zhao Ling'er is so pitiful. Didn't that Li Xiaoyao start something and then abandon it?"

"Uh, he has amnesia."

"Amnesia won't work either, and this name always reminds me of that drunkard, I don't like him."

"..."

"And then there's Xu Xian. Bai Suzhen treated him so well, but he actually conspired with Fahai to harm her. He's such a heartless and shameless scoundrel."

"Uh, I agree with that, but Xu Xian is just an ordinary person after all, so we can't expect too much from him."

"And what about Xiao Yan? Didn't he take advantage of someone's vulnerability and use force?"

"Hmm? Actually, they were mutually attracted back then..."

"Why is it that in these stories, no matter how talented and beautiful the snake women are, they always encounter such scumbags? Is this our destined fate?" As she said this, Yu Yanluo lowered her head, and the faint moonlight fell on her delicate face, the light and shadow intertwining, giving her an indescribable sense of loneliness.

Zuan hadn't expected these stories to evoke such self-pity in her, and quickly comforted her, "Don't worry, I'm different from them."

Yu Yanluo raised her head and stared blankly at him, her cheeks gradually turning red. In those stories, the male and female protagonists were either husband and wife or had physical intimacy. What was he implying?

At this moment, in mid-air above Cloud City, Yan Xuehen stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the brightly lit city below, and his enormous divine sense began to scan the entire city.