By this point Bai Xiachen had already picked up the poison, “If I drink this will you let my friend go?”


  “I don’t have any reason to kill him if you do. So, hurry and drink that so I can return your little friend.” As much as the snake was trying to sound reassuring, her slithering voice only made it sound even spookier like an evil witch coercing a child into her boiling cauldron.

  Since the boy was so obedient and did as she said, Qing Luan figured there were reason to make things difficult at this stage. Releasing her hostage from her tail, she randomly tosses the chubby boy over. Thankfully there was Little Rice around to catch Wang Xiaopeng from the fall, otherwise that tumble would be quite painful for the little fella.

  “How can you drink the poison Xiachen? If you die then what am I suppose to do? What if someone bullies me in the future, who will help me?” Crying tears of genuine sorrow, the chubby immediately rushed over to his friend the second he got on his feet.

  While the boy’s were busy having their reunion, the kidnapper on the hand had other plans in mind.

  Emulating a greenish glow from her body, the giant snake transforms from its slithering existence and into a beautiful young maiden.

  By no mean was Qing Luan’s human appearance bad in any way, in fact, her looks were enough to captivate any mortal out there. Sadly, when compared to Bai Yan’s stunning beauty, this snake demoness simply lacked something crucial to push her up there in the top one percent.

  “First of all, let me introduce myself first. I am Qing Luan, the young lady of the snake clan and also the ideal candidate to be the Queen of the Demon Realm.” Brimming with confidence in her smile, the woman carried the signature trait of the slithering nature of the snake specie in her voice, “But due to the State Teacher’s interference, my father’s proposal to marry me to His Majesty has been blocked at every turn.”


  “Baddie Father may be mean to me but his taste isn’t that bad. He already has my mother so of course he wouldn’t fancy an old witch like you.” Since Qing Luan no longer had Wang Xiaopen as a hostage, that meant Bai Xiachen didn’t need to be scruple in his manner of speech either.

  Cold in her smile still, the taunt apparently didn’t work: “And how are you supposed to know His Majesty’s true thoughts? The reason why he never took a wife over all these years is because of the rumors circulating in the Demon Realm, or do you really think your mother can be the prophesized savior of the Demon race?”


  Precisely as she says, there’s a very old legend in the Demon Realm that all would know: The demon king must marry only his predestined woman, otherwise the world will fall into chaos and the end will be near.

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  “Even without my mother, Baddie Father still wouldn’t marry you.”


  “Oh,” sarcastic in her tone, Qing Luan was rather frank there, “That may not necessarily be the case. With your cooperation, I’m sure things can be arranged to my liking.”


  “And how do you want me to cooperate with you?” Blinking his big innocent eyes, Bai Xiachen was rather confused by that last statement.