Demon King's Repayment - chapter 62

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“Nan He? Are you sleeping?” A familiar voice came from the talisman.

Yuan Xiang laid on the bed, with her index fingers and middle fingers of both hands close together, holding a talisman in front of her while injecting Qi and talking to the lit rune.

After a while, a low and deep voice came from the rune, “No, not yet.”

“Nan He, I found Dr. Han’s son. He was here with her.”

“I met many little spirits along the way and I gave my hat to a barefooted little girl.”

“At night, Ah Teng invited me to have a hot pot. We also drank wine. The lamb here is really delicious. When we come back, let’s eat a lamb hot pot.”

“It’s so cold here. I can’t sleep because of the cold. But the stars here are so beautiful. I feel so close to the sky.”

“Xiao Nan, Dr. Han has left, I feel a little uncomfortable.”

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Yuan Xiang talked a lot. Whenever she was worried that Nan He might not want to listen and was about to stop, the lines on the talisman would always lit up in time and Nan He responded shortly. There was often only one “Um” or “Yes”, but the magnetic voice didn’t seem to be so impatient, so Yuan Xiang continued.

Empty mountain and snow ridges, romantic galaxies, in such a quiet cold night, shrinking in an unmanned hut, wasting one’s Qi, chatting with a demon, it was a unique and interesting experience.

Yuan Xiang almost exhausted her Qi before she had to reluctantly let go.

The next morning, she had a hangover. Hui Teng was still hanging on Yuan Xiang’s arm softly, watching her help save her millet porridge, which was almost burnt.

“Stand straight, I can’t do things with you being like this.” Yuan Xiang added a handful of dried longan into the cooked millet porridge, then stirred in an egg, the aroma spread.

“Our snake clan is clingy. We have been like this for hundreds of years and it couldn’t be changed. What’s more, it’s winter,” Hui Teng said shamelessly.

Yuan Xiang chuckled, “You are different from when I first met you. You were so serious at that time and your manners were so delicate that I thought you were the female noble woman from somewhere.”

Hui Teng slipped off Yuan Xiang and sat on the window sill. She raised her white neck and looked into the distance with her beautiful eyes, “At that time, I wanted to be a human being. I tried hard and desperately to imitate you, always thinking like a real human in every respect. Now it’s different. I just want to have a good time and care about nothing.”

The door outside the yard opened and Han Yuzhi came in with a bucket.

“Xiao Yu, come and have breakfast. Xiang’er and I cooked delicious millet porridge.” 

When Xiao Yu poked his head out, she continued, “Why did you wake up so early? You need sleep at your age. I remember when I was your age, I slept all winter.”

Han Yuzhi stood in front of Hui Teng, letting her scold him, even with a slight smile on his face.

Yuan Xiang glanced at Hui Teng and didn’t reveal that the woman who said she helped cook the millet porridge with her just helped knock two eggs.

She could see that Hui Teng really liked the child and the boy who had lost everything did regard the demons’ world as his home.

At breakfast, Yuan Xiang talked about how she found this place.

“The little girl with the golden ball?” Hui Teng looked up in surprise.

“Well, she’s four or five years old, wearing a short brown cloak, barefoot. Just like a human being, no flaws could be seen.”

Yuan Xiang was busy serving Wu Yuan a glass of warm water to prevent him from choking after eating too many dried fish.

“That’s Yan Nu, a spirit created by resentful spirits.” Hui Teng reminded her, “She has a bad temper. You must not provoke her. She has lived for a long time and is very powerful.”

“I said she was terrible, Ah Xiang, you still didn’t believe it,” Wu Yuan agreed.

Ah Teng remembered something and pulled Yuan Xiang’s sleeves, “Xiao Nan has entered the skeletal phase, right? You have to remind him to be careful. Recently, the big demons in the Celestial Wolf mountain are looking for him, trying to take advantage of his weakest time to swallow his Sirius blood.”

“Skeletal period?”

It was the first time Yuan Xiang heard of the term “skeletal period”.

After breakfast, Yuan Xiang said goodbye and left.

Ah Teng and Han Yuzhi sent her far away together. The young man in the moon-white cotton robe made a fist and silently bowed to Yuan Xiang.

Yuan Xiang saw the shadow of his father from that thin body.

On the way down the mountain, she kept thinking about what Ah Teng said. Xiao Nan was going through such dangerous and difficult things, so he always hurt himself. That was why he had to go back to Celestial Wolf mountain alone.

“Wu Yuan, do you know what the skeletal phase is?” Yuan Xiang asked Wu Yuan.

“I don’t know. I heard that they have to go through the process of reshaping the skeleton repeatedly. I think it hurts to death.” Wu Yuan squatted on Yuan Xiang’s shoulder and shook his body, “Our clan doesn’t have this phase. Without this phase, even if you cultivate into a great demon, we have to experience just a thunder catastrophe.”

“Just a thunder catastrophe? Isn’t thunder catastrophe scary?”

“At that time, my father will definitely help me. There is nothing scary about it,” Wu Yuan said proudly.

This was the second generation chaebol of a demon loved by his father.

The little wolf was covered in blood and hiding alone in the tree hole. Nan He was the last Sirius in the world. During his most difficult time, he not only did not have the support of his family, but he also kept avoiding the harm of various enemies.