18 Chapter Eighteen
Would you be my child?
Lu Yue gradually came to enjoy the pleasure of raising children. Watching Xue Ji's fragile and pale face gradually become rosy after she fed him medicine, she felt a subtle joy in her heart.
She hadn't considered raising a child. In Lu Yue's memory, Yan Qing was too thin and fragile as a child; he always looked sickly. Such a fragile child was useless in this world. As a member of the snake clan, he wouldn't survive a single day if left to roam the wilderness.
Unlike her, who had lived alone for hundreds of years since the moment she was born, enduring the harsh winters and hiding from wild beasts more ferocious than herself, each time she was bitten, she risked her life to hide in tree hollows or under damp, dark rocks, enduring the pain.
Unfortunately, Xueji refused to call him "mother," and no one had ever told her to "get lost." If it weren't for his poor health and vomiting blood, Luyue's whip would have already lashed him. Xueji had been severely tormented by Aman, rendering all the previous medicine ineffective. She truly hadn't expected Xueji to be unable to use a sword, merely a lowly array cultivator.
The sword cultivators of Shangqing are unparalleled among all sects; it can be said that Shangqing always dominates the top ten. It's such a pity that Xueji is only an array cultivator; I was originally planning to wait for him to recover from his injuries so he could practice swordsmanship for me.
Lu Yue looked displeased, and even the fox fur cloak on Wen Ruo's body was an eyesore as she sat on her throne. She thought that there were still some people she hadn't dealt with yet. If it weren't for A Man's audacity, Xue Ji would have been whipped by her by now, instead of being forced to swallow this insult.
Lu Yue had Hu Mei bring Aman from the dungeon.
In just a few days, the snake-man became thin, but his handsome face still held a sinister gaze.
Even facing death, he remained fearless, kneeling on the ground and sneering, "Lu Yue, you deserve to die a thousand deaths. Even if you kill me, the Serpent Clan will never accept you. Chong Li is the most respected master in our hearts. You have only despicably usurped his position. You will never become a dragon in your entire life."
Lu Yue remained silent, raising her eyes to signal Wen Ruo. The frail, pale man swiftly lashed out, and Aman, before she could even cry out, collapsed to the ground, trembling. That single lash was tantamount to losing half her life; she could only gasp for breath.
“Drag him away and bury him,” Lu Yue said, not understanding how ridiculous Aman’s idea was. She laughed and looked down at him, “Who do you think you are? I don’t even care about the snake clan. I don’t need anyone’s approval to be in this position.”
Hu Mei and Wu Yan stood on either side of Lu Yue, looking at Aman on the ground with sorrowful expressions. They were not anyone's subjects, but only belonged to the Demon Lord. Only Aman was devoted to Chong Li, but for the other demons, serving their only master was the most important thing, and no one else mattered.
After retracting his whip, the man wrapped in a thick fox fur coat transformed into a gentle and harmless gentleman, chuckling and coughing softly: "Your Excellency, Yan Qing has been reflecting on his mistakes in the secret realm these past few days, but he has consistently refused to take his medicine. His body cannot function properly without medication."
"Then knock him out before eating him. I've lost all patience with him."
"After all, his father is Chongli, and the young master is somewhat stubborn at heart."
Hu Mei and Wu Yan were both incredulous upon hearing this.
Hu Mei: Did you hear that?
Wu Yan: I heard you.
Hu Mei: Your Majesty actually kept Chong Li's child. Could it be for revenge?
Wu Yan: I don't know.
Hu Mei: How come you don't know anything?
Wu Yan: You don't know anything either.
Hu Mei perked up her ears excitedly. She didn't know when Chong Li had a child out of wedlock. A woman who could win the heart of such a proud former lord must be extraordinary. She had seen Chong Li from afar before and was deeply impressed by his handsome appearance, cold brows and deep eyes, and his always arrogant and unruly attitude, looking down on everyone.
His tall frame exuded power; his waist was incredibly narrow, and his long, slender legs flowed smoothly, the muscles in his thighs taut in a beautiful arc as he walked. He didn't know what his child looked like; perhaps he too would be handsome and dashing, but the name Yan Qing sounded rather refined.
Wen Ruo then gestured to Hu Mei to drag Aman off the ground. She could only walk over slowly, wanting to hear more.
"So what? You are his mother."
He hasn't called me "mother" in a long time.
Upon hearing these words, the dying Aman instantly came back to life. He was overjoyed and felt no pain from the burning wounds on his body.
Yan Qing, young master, so the Venerable One actually has a child still alive. It was indeed Lu Yue who seduced the Venerable One with her beauty, and she must have used the child as leverage to kill Chong Li, who was destined to become a god. It's all that hateful woman Lu Yue's fault! I must protect the young master with my life. Once the young master has grown strong enough, I will help him reclaim the position of Demon Lord.
The young master must be completely deceived by Lu Yue, unaware that she is his father's killer. He probably still idolizes the despicable Lu Yue. He is oblivious to the fact that his father is a noble dragon, just one step away from becoming a god.
A wise person knows when to yield.
Aman, who had just been spouting nonsense, now used all his strength to crawl to Luyue's feet and humbly begged, "Please spare my worthless life."
He knew he was handsome and that women loved to pity and cherish broken men. He deliberately crawled on the ground, slowly approaching Lu Yue's feet. Hu Mei was baffled by A Man's behavior. He had been fearless just moments before, so why was he suddenly willing to live a life of ignominy? It was a pity she had thought too highly of him; he was indeed a coward who clung to life.
Lu Yue found Aman's presence fascinating, watching her kinsman kneel and beg for mercy at her feet. She used her cold boots to lift his barely recognizable face. Aman was forced to raise his upper body, his already injured lumbar spine throbbing with pain. Blood soaked his clothes, and he broke out in a thin sweat from the pain.
Because of this movement, Aman's chest was forced forward, his full muscles forming a rounded curve. Lu Yue slowly lifted his foot and slid it down his chin, his purple vertical pupils fixed on Aman, trying to see through his hidden tricks.
Aman was also good at arousing Lu Yue's interest, and obediently let the boots step down from his neck.
He endured the pain and said obediently and pitifully, "If Your Majesty does not despise Aman, I am willing to serve you to atone for my sins."
Aman was brimming with confidence; no woman could escape his feigned weakness. He thought Luyue would spare his life. But then a whip lashed out, causing him to reveal his true form in pain.
Wen Ruo smiled faintly, touching the leather whip in her hand, her voice very soft: "You don't deserve it."
Hu Mei looked at Aman on the ground with great sympathy, but she didn't know what was wrong with the old man. To be honest, although Aman had served countless men, his skills in bed were still exceptionally enjoyable for her.
"How dare you, a filthy wretch, associate with His Majesty?"
Wen Ruo knew that Lu Yue had been celibate lately, but he still couldn't choose someone like Aman. Every one of the men he had carefully selected was better than him. If the Venerable One liked this kind of flamboyant handsome man, he could train dozens of them.
Instead of letting Wen Ruo dispose of Aman as usual, Lu Yue gestured to Hu Mei to take him away and save him.
He didn't forget to ask, "Would you be willing to be my child?"
Aman, who was barely clinging to life on the ground, thought he had misheard. He knew that some women had unique fetishes, but he had never heard of Lu Yue liking this kind of thing.
He nodded frantically and said in Parseltongue, "It is my honor to be your child."
Lu Yue was very satisfied and instructed Hu Mei to take good care of Aman.
Wen Ruo calmly observed all of this, then calmly returned to the secret realm and found Yan Qing, who was still on a hunger strike.
"Look at you now. Even if you starve to death, His Majesty won't even glance at you. Your mother already has a new child, also from the snake clan, with decent cultivation. You openly defied His Majesty in the main hall and still survived."
Yan Qing's pale face showed even more panic. She grabbed her father's sleeve and hurriedly asked, "Did I do something wrong? I shouldn't have talked back to His Majesty. Will she still come to see me?"
"It's not because you talked back and angered her, but because you're too weak. What can you bring to His Majesty? You can't do anything; you're just wasting His Majesty's favor."
Yan Qing was disheartened. He realized he was truly useless and could do nothing. He could only rely on the Venerable One to survive. If only he were stronger.
Wen Ruo looked at Yan Qing, who was squatting helplessly on the ground, and felt even more pleased to see him trembling.
But he was still a little angry. His Highness's behavior had been too strange lately, so he came to her specifically to ask for something: "My body has been too cold lately, and I also want a hot spring."
Lu Yue turned her head and commanded, "Hu Mei."
Hu Mei gritted his teeth, thinking, "This old man really knows how to cause trouble. This fox fur coat will keep him cold." But he still smiled and said, "This subordinate will definitely make proper arrangements for Elder Wen."
But in the blink of an eye, she tossed it to Wu Yan: "Hey, hurry up and dig, so that this old guy doesn't cause trouble for no reason."
Wu Yan then ordered his subordinates: "Go dig hot springs."
The poor little demon was forced to dig for hot springs again, and while he was working, he heard his brothers sighing.
“Look at the miserable life you’re living every day. The subordinates of the Right Protector do this kind of work every day. Unlike the Shangqing disciples on my side, who take Blood Demon Lotus every day and only need to watch the door tomorrow. Anyway, he has set up an array inside the house, so we can’t get in.”
The little demon was also suffering terribly, and even after taking a break and leaving the Demon Realm, he didn't forget to complain bitterly. His every word and action was recorded by the Shangqing disciples in the shadows and brought before Xie Shu.
His expression hardened as he looked at the words above; Lu Yue seemed to really like Xue Ji.
Wei Mengqiu noticed something amiss in his junior brother's expression and asked, "What news has come from the Demon Realm?"
"Nothing much. I heard Xueji is doing quite well. Luyue spoils him rotten and even feeds him his medicine herself."
"Outrageous! If he has truly fallen for us and betrayed Shangqing, how will we ever hold our heads high again? We should just let him end his own life, so that Shangqing doesn't become a laughingstock among other sects." Master Erkong's face was contorted with rage, and his lips were trembling.
Xie Shu comforted him gently, "He's still just a child."
Master Erkong sneered, "So what? The reputation of Shangqing is what matters. It is an honor for Xueji, a mere array cultivator, to die for Shangqing. You know what happened back then. Perhaps Luyue deliberately planted this child to ruin Shangqing's reputation. I might as well go to the Demon Realm and take action myself."
Xie Shu had no choice but to go outside and watch his senior sister watching her disciple practice swordsmanship.
"Senior sister, Xueji is your disciple. It's understandable that he might have developed feelings for you temporarily. We can't really kill him."
Wei Mengqiu's cold expression remained calm: "If someone dies, they die. If others are unwilling to do it, I will do it myself."
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