Chapter 1157 “I’ll Find You (9)”
“Now do you want to live, or do you want to become snake soup for tonight’s dinner?” Bai Yan continues to toss out her threat while rubbing the giant sword in her hand as a constant reminder she’s not joking around.
A wave of numbing shudder ran through the snake’s backbone after coming up with the picture of herself being dunked into a pot and cooked for an hour.
Why does this human woman sound more insidious and slyer than us snakes?
“Mother, I still think it’s a better idea to turn her into snake soup.” Licking his lip with that tongue of his, Bai Xiachen’s appearance was all innocent and lovely like a hungry child waiting for his food on the dinner table.
However, in the eyes of the one being placed on the chopping block, Half Qing Sing only found the boy the most hateful and evil here among the group. She’s not a sicko that’s into necromancy, she also wants to live!
“You’re really going to let me live after I make a contract with you?” She nervously asks again with biting unease.
Shooting a cold and borderline indifference look in return, Bai Yan wants to make sure the snake understands her own position in this trade: “Then what makes you think I can’t kill you now and turn you into soup anyways?”
Spluttering for a proper reply, the snake had to take a good moment to collect herself after that remark. “Maybe you are into torturing others, maybe you got that kind of fetish.”
“What did you just say?!” Bai Yan snaps back harshly for being accused of such nasty things.
Sure enough, that sort of tone immediately mowed down any discontent in the snake’s attitude because its obvious even to this demoness that’s a taboo subject. “I-I will contract with you….”
“No!” Dragon Flame bursts out in protest, “I don’t agree! You damn coward, didn’t you say you will never contract with her?! What do you think you’re doing!”
If Half Qing Sing does end up in a contract with Bai Yan then how was he supposed to get payback on the blasted snake?
Snorting at the goat monster’s attempt at making her feel bad: “And you said you will never yield either, what happen to that? Aren’t you also in a contract with her now? If you can go back on your words to save your own hide then why can’t I?”
Trembling with either rage or embarrassing shame, not sure which emotion was the stronger force here, the dragon god swings his goat head back to Bai Yan. At first he wanted to say something to make his case, but that promptly got cut off by the woman herself instead.
“I don’t care how you get revenge on Half Qing Sing, just don’t hurt her life. She’s still useful to me.”
As annoyed and unwilling as he was, Dragon Flame huffs and huffs but relented in the end. What else could he do but suck it up?
However….
The fact that he could still ger revenge on the blasted snake did leave his mood in a better place.
So what if I can’t take her life? There’s plenty of other ways to make her suffer, Kakaka!
“Just you wait Half Qing Sing, I will pay you back for all the humiliation you brought me and more!” The old goat grinds these words out, fire spewing from his tongue.
“Ahumph,” Bai Yan suddenly makes a dry cough, interrupting their conversation with her own inquiry. “Dragon Flame, just now you assumed I was another person did you not? Well, I like to know if that person is also the one who tossed Half Qing Sing in here, or is that someone else entirely?”
The dragon god’s answer fell into the latter by the way he shook his head. “No, I in fact don’t know Half Qing Sing prior to being sealed here. I don’t know who left her here or why she can’t leave, I only know this sick bitch likes to play pranks on me for fun. Then some years ago…” Pausing for a moment like the idea of retelling the story was something he didn’t want to elaborate, he continued anyways after biting his own tongue. “I was angry at being constantly taunted, so some years ago when she drew too close to me, I deliberately sprinkled my pee on her body. Afterwards she’s been hating me to the bone and would always send those humans at me whenever they drop in here!”
“Then how did she know this sword can kill you?” The wrinkle on Bai Yan’s forehead grew increasingly deeper over the growing questions.