Chapter 21: Xunxun, Your Clothes Are Already Off
“Not ugly, not ugly at all. It’s just a snake—I’ve even raised one before,” Nan Xun replied at once, smiling at the Demon King with exceptional sincerity.
Nan Xun herself had never raised one. It was Zui Li Xuan who had.
Hearing this, Xue Ming felt both pleased and irritated. He tightened his hold around the person in his arms and said in a deep voice, “That habit of yours—picking up spirit beasts whenever you feel like it and raising them—needs to change. From now on, you’re not allowed to raise any spirit beasts. Otherwise, whatever you raise will end up like those two squeaking beasts.”
Nan Xun cursed inwardly. So her Da Bai and Little White really had been eaten by this damn pervert!
“Fine, I’ll change. But Xue Ming, don’t eat raw meat anymore in the future. It’s so unhygienic and dirty,” Nan Xun said, trembling inside while maintaining a calm expression.
Xue Ming froze for a moment, clearly not expecting that reply.
He let out a low, heavy laugh. “But raw meat tastes good. I like the taste of blood. If you’re disobedient in the future, I’ll swallow you whole in one bite.”
Nan Xun shuddered. “Xue Ming, don’t joke like that, okay?”
Xue Ming stuck out his snake tongue and licked her neck, her back, and her beautiful collarbones, his voice extremely hoarse as he said, “Don’t be afraid. I’m just scaring you. Xunxun, I don’t know how to get along with humans. Will you teach me in the future?”
Hearing this, Nan Xun froze for a moment, then nodded. “I don’t know how to get along with demon beasts either. Will you teach me as well?”
Xue Ming smiled. “Alright.”
This man usually wore a blank expression, but when he smiled, it was like ten-thousand-year-old ice cracking and melting, like countless plum blossoms blooming overnight.
Nan Xun’s heart fluttered.
Tsk—beauty really is misleading.
From that day on, Nan Xun was taken into the Demon King’s sleeping palace and began a shameless cohabiting life.
The news quickly spread throughout the Demon Domain, exploding like a bomb among both the demon beasts that had already taken human form and those that had not.
Several great demons who were tens of thousands of years old sighed that beauty truly brought disaster, yet before the Demon King’s absolute strength, none of the demon beasts dared utter a word of dissent.
Aside from the eight hell demon leopards that escorted the bride and the four maids who constantly attended her, not a single demon beast knew what this human woman actually looked like. They only knew that the Demon King guarded her so tightly it was airtight, and now had directly moved her into his own sleeping palace.
This was an honor that no one had received in tens of thousands of years!
The demon beasts were both envious and jealous, and many harbored thoughts of killing Nan Xun.
Nan Xun shut her door and lived her own little life. Outside the Demon King’s palace was a powerful barrier—apart from the Demon King himself, no demon beast could enter. It was extremely safe.
When the Demon King was away, the Void Beast would occasionally pop up to report progress to Nan Xun.
After much grinding away, the Demon King’s malice value finally dropped to 50.
“What are you doing?” A low, gentle male voice suddenly sounded by her ear. The next moment, a snake tongue licked at Nan Xun’s ear, and then the already flimsy dress she wore was casually brushed aside by the man’s large hand, falling openly to the ground.
Nan Xun really wanted to curse—no, curse a snake.
She had merely suggested that this lecherous snake stop shattering her clothes every time. And indeed, afterward he no longer shattered them—but instead brought her loose, gauzy dresses that could be hooked off with just two fingers.
Luckily, Nan Xun stayed cooped up in the sleeping palace every day and didn’t go out. Otherwise, she really wouldn’t have been able to face anyone dressed like this.
This damn pervert. This damn horny snake.
Nan Xun pushed the man’s head aside a little and focused on roasting the red-skinned wild boar meat in her hands. “Stop messing around. I’m roasting meat for you.”
To dare openly set up a grill and roast meat in the Demon King’s sleeping palace—across the entire Silver River Continent, Nan Xun was the only one.
Xue Ming wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, his large hand roaming shamelessly over his favorite places as he murmured, “Xunxun, but I’ve already taken off your clothes.”
Nan Xun rolled her eyes skyward. “So what if they’re off? Which part of me haven’t you already seen? Let’s talk after this red-skinned wild boar is done roasting.”
Xue Ming stared darkly at the sizzling, oil-dripping spirit beast meat in her hands. “Then when will it be ready?”
Nan Xun leaned over and took a deep sniff of the fragrance. “Right away.”
Once the meat was done, Nan Xun tore off a leg for herself and gave the rest to Xue Ming. Watching him devour it in big mouthfuls, she asked happily, “Is it good? Much better than raw meat, right?”
Xue Ming paused mid-bite, then said in a low voice, “If you roast meat for me every day, I can promise you that I won’t eat raw meat anymore.”
Nan Xun grinned. “That’s easy. I’ll roast it for you every day. But you’re not allowed to bully those cute little spirit beasts.”
Xue Ming’s lips curved slightly as he answered softly, “Alright.”
After the two had eaten and drunk their fill, Xue Ming extended a finger to Nan Xun’s lips.
Nan Xun’s head drooped at once. She looked at him with a face full of misery. “Can we skip it today? I just finished eating roast meat and you already want me to drink blood.”
Xue Ming helplessly rubbed her head. “Do you know how many demon beasts in the entire Demon Domain want to drink my blood but can’t? Yet you’re wearing such a disgusted expression.”
Nan Xun naturally knew. The scene of Hong Chou lying on the ground licking blood was unforgettable.
This was a Xuanwu world, not some immortal cultivation world where animals or plants could become demons after cultivating for a thousand years. Here, divine beasts and demon beasts were all spirit beasts. Unless they were high-bloodline divine beasts or great demons, they generally needed less than a hundred years to take human form—some could even do so from birth. Ordinary spirit beasts could only possibly transform after their cultivation reached above the human Emperor tier.
But how easy was it to reach the Emperor tier? Humans spent their entire lives pursuing the Saint tier, and to this day only a handful had ever succeeded. Those who reached the Emperor tier numbered fewer than a hundred.
If it was this hard for humans, it was even harder for demon beasts.
So why were there so many transformed demon beasts in the Demon Domain?
All because of one great demon—the lecherous snake standing before Nan Xun.
The Four-Clawed Crimson Blood Teng Snake was a mutated teng snake, but its demonic power surpassed that of the divine teng snake by more than one level. Its blood inherited its immense power. Anyone who drank the blood of this Four-Clawed Crimson Blood Teng Snake would see their cultivation skyrocket and could advance to the Emperor tier within five hundred years—whereas humans would need four to five thousand years, or even longer.
It could be said that throughout the entire Demon Domain, aside from a few old demon beasts who cultivated on their own, all the transformed demon beasts owed their forms to having consumed the Demon King’s blood.
There was a reason humans and divine beasts alike were so eager to kill the Demon King—such an overpowered ability was simply too frightening.
Nan Xun hugged Xue Ming’s finger, staring at the long, smooth digit, and muttered, “But I don’t like drinking blood. It tastes kind of fishy.”
Xue Ming flicked her forehead. “Be good. Drinking it is good for your body.”
With no choice, Nan Xun bit his finger and half-heartedly sucked a few mouthfuls.
After drinking the blood, Nan Xun guessed it was time to “flip the pancakes” again.
Sure enough, this time Xue Ming flipped them with particular enthusiasm. But halfway through, he suddenly fixed Nan Xun with a burning gaze and asked, “Xunxun, I let you see my beast form every day. I wonder… are you ready yet?”
