273: Chapter 22 Husband and Wife as One_1 273: Chapter 22 Husband and Wife as One_1 An uncivilized word was spinning on Su He’s tongue, but he just couldn’t spit it out.
What kind of trick is this demoness pulling now?
Would such an entity agree to this kind of request?
Has the sun exploded?
I feel like you are all playing , I, Su He, am not that kind of unbridled, reckless turtle!
The toad eyed him, conveying very clearly with its gaze that he was exactly that: usually sober and self-restraining, but when his senses were muddled, he’d let himself go and reveal his true nature.
Su He gave it a sidelong glance and looked away from the toad.
This was pure slander.
Yet the toad couldn’t help but take pleasure in his misfortune, saying, “Princess Chang has agreed, but you must enter into her clan by marriage at Yunng Ze.
The Dragon King is asking for your opinion, if you don’t agree, he’ll kill you to preserve Princess Chang’s purity.”
“I advise you to behave, don’t drag down too!” When the master dies, the soul beast follows.
Su He stared, dumbfounded for a long while.
Qing Cang moved closer, his dragon tail patting Su He’s turtle shell, his dragon brows raised, giving him a look that said ‘I believe in you.’
Twisting his body, he left the garden.
The little turtle kid has guts; just witnessing today’s scene makes this Dragon Divine God Sacrifice worth it!
If you have issues in the future, co to Xuan Tian Gate and look for your uncle; I’ll back you up.
Without looking at Ji Feixue, he swam out of the garden but couldn’t control himself any longer and burst into a long, roaring laughter towards the sky.
He felt like the frustration of being beaten for tens of thousands of years vanished in that mont.
“Call uncle!” It yelled at the moon, not sure if it was towards Su He or Ji Feixue.
Ji Feixue gave Su He a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, then looked up at the proud Qing Dragon and lightly pushed her hand forward.
Nothing seed out of the ordinary, but the Azure Dragon let out a pained scream and flew off as if escaping.
While screaming pitifully, it also laughed, producing a strange dragon chant.
In the garden, the Yunng Dragon King shrank his head, “Um…
there are still many guests outside that need to be attended to, I’ll take my leave.” He carefully backed away, turned the corner, and quietly signaled; understanding his intent, a bevy of palace maids imdiately followed the Dragon King and left.
The Dragon King turned to give Su He a look that said ‘good luck’.
If it were anyone else but Ji Feixue with such a status, even if this little turtle had a remarkable origin, daring to mock her like this, death wouldn’t be far away.
But this was Ji Feixue, her temperant was unpredictable.
The little dragon turtle would definitely suffer, but it wouldn’t lead to any real trouble.
In the vast garden, only Ji Feixue and Su He were left, the toad looked around and leaped into Su He’s Intention Orifice, hiding itself.
The toad was a sensible creature, Su He was about to get thrashed, it was leaving him so dignity.
Su He swallowed, looking at Ji Feixue with terror, involuntarily moving backwards, the searing pain not stopping his attempt to flee.
He retreated half a zhang quietly, then suddenly heard Ji Feixue speak before the stone table in a voice both reproachful and resentful, “Little brother, after having your way with , do you think you can just walk away?
Are you…
a heartbreaker?”
Princess Chang lifted her head, Ze Water rippling, setting off her plain robes.
She stood up, silently landing in front of Su He, standing tall and graceful, breathtakingly beautiful.
Yiren’s eyes were shining, seemingly resentful, her tears swirling, as if she had suffered a great grievance but holding back bravely.
She elicited such pity.
Su He: ???
!!!
Where am I?
Who am I?
What am I seeing?
What the fuck!
Sister, you didn’t have this vibe a mont ago, where’s your murderous aura?
Where’s the dominance you had when you hit the Azure Dragon?
Where’s the dignity that made the Dragon King too afraid to speak?
Su He was dumbstruck, at a loss for what to do.
Ji Feixue, however, put on a pitiable look, “Little brother, I’ve been pure for ten thousand years, are you really going to disregard everything and leave just like that?”
Her eyes were teary and misty, lips half bitten, indescribably pitiful and endlessly heartbreaking.
It was as if she had been wronged by so no-good rascal.
Just looking at her expression, Su He himself felt like a scoundrel!
Sothing was stuck in his chest, uncomfortable.
First encounter as a demoness, quickly turning sentintal, then cold and elegant, now pitiful again; sister, your style changes three tis a day, it’s kinda hard to keep up.
Princess Chang looked at him pitifully and said, “Now that things have co to this, marry .”
Demoness!
Psycho!
Can’t you stop this madness?
I’m seriously injured and can’t take such shocks.
Su He was in a panic.
He was still young!
He was only five years old, even a normal grass turtle wasn’t mature yet!
Seeing Su He at a loss for words, Ji Feixue beca even more sorrowful, giving a sad smile, she turned her head slightly away, “Am I really that unbearable to look at?”
Su He: “…”
No, not at all, I didn’t say anything!
I am not blind…
spit!
This has nothing to do with looks!
To discuss marriage with an entity like you – sister, do you yourself believe there’s no trickery involved?
Seeing Su He’s panicked look, Princess Chang instantly appeared coy amid her pity, but then just as quickly turned seductive, biting her lip as if making a big decision, she straightened her body proudly and said, “Look, sister’s figure and appearance are top-notch!”
This Su He agreed with, Ji Feixue looked in her late twenties, extrely talented, and possessed a beauty that could overthrow cities.
Even her dragon body was extraordinarily beautiful, with pure white laced with a hint of light blue, as if condensing millions of years of the Dragon clan’s grace into her alone.
After saying so, she laughed coquettishly, one mont with tears nearly falling, and the next full of allure.
Her charm was laced with a faint shyness that seed almost illusive, capturing Su He’s little wits tightly in her grasp.
Little Dragon Turtle’s blood surged, his heart nearly leaping out of his Turtle Shell.
Demoness!
Su He struggled to remain composed, clenching his teeth.
One mont crying, the next laughing—a transformation as quick as Sichuan opera’s face-changing.
It would be an injustice not to award her an acting title for such a performance.
Su Huanian, with a graceful movent of her hand, floated out a Big Red Brocade Book, “Little brother, would you help your sister by signing your na and stamping your seal here?”
The characters on the Brocade Book were unfamiliar to Su He, elegant with a touch of sternness.
Su He was completely blind to their aning—what was this?
A contract of servitude?
Does signing an I beco your slave?
We’re cultivators; can we just sign things we don’t understand?
He looked toward Ji Feixue, troubled.
In Princess Chang’s eyes, a sudden mist ford, “Won’t you?”
Acting again!
Su He felt overwheld and sowhat unable to cope.
Just then, from the distant sky, the eerie chant of the Azure Dragon echoed once more, still engrossing itself in whatever joy it couldn’t escape.
Ji Feixue’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, a flash of cold light in the corner of her eye; she stretched out her slender green jade-like finger and gently tapped.
Yunng Ze remained as serene as ever, but the sky was pierced, as if collapsing, revealing a huge hole amidst the stars, like a black hole.
The Azure Dragon scread as it was sucked into the black hole, and all of Yunng Ze fell silent in an instant.
From the direction of the Dragon Palace, after a montary imrsion, the sounds of noisy toasting and drinking gas rose and fell, too busy with liquor; none noticed the Azure Dragon getting beaten up.
Ji Feixue gently waved her hand, smoothing over the black hole, creating an illusion that nothing had ever happened, save for the missing Azure Dragon licking its wounds in solitude sowhere.
Ji Feixue dusted off her hands and faild to regain her prior emotion.
Her pitiful expression interrupted, she simply stopped pretending to be pathetic and threatened openly, “Now that the nuisance is gone, little brother, can you sign?”
Su He opened his mouth to speak but said nothing, only gazing at the starry sky that showed no trace of disturbance…
Coward!
Fine then!
You’ve got the upper fist; you’re the boss.
Ji Feixue might be crazy, but she probably wouldn’t harm him—just like forcefully feeding him the White Spirit Pill, at worst it would be a severe chastisent but only a bit of suffering.
His heart stirred slightly, and a clump of swamp mud rose listlessly in the garden, signing the na “Su He” on the Brocade Book.
For so reason, he felt an innate sense of having sold himself into servitude.
The Dragon Turtle heaved a long sigh to the heavens.
Then, feeling helpless, Su He turned to look at Ji Feixue with a plaintive expression, “What’s this about?”
Ji Feixue put away the Brocade Book, a sly look in her eyes, “A marriage certificate for marrying into a family!”
“…What?!” Su He was stunned.
Are you serious?
Not just an IOU or sothing?
He was about to speak when he saw Ji Feixue step lightly away, walking into the distance.
“Hey!
Don’t go!
What marriage into a family?
Who’s marrying into which family?” Su He was in a panic.
This matter really couldn’t be happening!
Ji Feixue turned her head abruptly, her face tinged with distress, “You are unwilling?”
Her expression was pitiful, but her hand flickered with a flash of lightning, her nail tips shining with a cold light.
Her flowing hair floated on water, exuding a chilling murderous intent.
“No!” Su He shouted.
Fuck, is this a prelude to murder?
Demoness, can’t you be a bit more stable?!
He hurriedly said, “Senior, please don’t tease !”
Ji Feixue’s killing intent receded, replaced by a seductively charming deanor, “Call ‘senior’ again, and I’ll kill you.”
Su He: “…”
No wonder ng Xuan said his aunt was crazy.
If this isn’t madness, then what is?
“Why do you insist on my marrying into a family?” Su He asked.
Don’t say I teased you—I don’t rember doing that.
And just an offense makes marry into a family?
Wouldn’t all the n in the world die happy then?
If you’re serious about the offense, I should be a dead Turtle now!
Ji Feixue laughed, her voice playful, “Guess?”
I won’t guess!
Su He had more to say, but he saw her take a step forward and vanish.
A White Dragon soared upward, disappearing into the clouds.
Su He stood dumbfounded for a long while, murmuring in confusion, “Why?”
The Toad erged from the center of his eyebrows, snorted, and said, “Can’t figure it out?
You’re a transmigrator with an unpredictable destiny!
Even White Spirit said that after Opening The Heaven, your fate can’t be divined anymore.”
“By marrying you, Ji Feixue mingles her life with yours.
As a married couple, she shares your unpredictable destiny, rendering her own fate chaotic, so others can’t plan against her.
It’s better than any Magical Treasure that could shield fate!
Tsk tsk, Ji Feixue has made a huge profit!
A nominal husband in exchange for such a treasure!”
Divination in this world is difficult, but it varies with the individual.
The enemies Ji Feixue faces are naturally of equal standing.
For such entities, breaking the Heavenly Secret Lock and Divining heart’s Intention is not impossible.
White Spirit broke through the Heavenly Secret Lock before reaching that level.
The Toad knocked its right claw against its left palm, lighting up with realization, “That thing is definitely not a marriage certificate.
Perhaps it’s to take you as a sworn brother or even an adopted son, maybe the effect is slightly lesser, but it should be sufficient for such an entity!”
Su He: “….
So, she’s been playing with this whole ti?”
“What else?” The Toad glanced at him, “Did the Black Scaly Wannabe dream of eating White Dragon flesh?
You dare to fantasize?
Maybe she’s been considering your unpredictable fate all along, originally intended to trade a treasure with you, but you teased her today, conveniently giving her a way out.
Now the treasure is gone—you’re at a loss!”
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