Chapter 85: Golden Serpent Demon King x Fierce Beast Qiongqi 19

Twenty years later.

Su Yan once again handed over the affairs of the demon realm to his eldest disciple, planning to step down and make way for a worthy successor upon his return.

This time, he took Qiongqi with him to the human realm, truly intending to spend some quality time together without bringing anyone else or allowing subordinates to follow them.

After the incident at the Lingguang Sect, the number of demons venturing into the human realm had significantly decreased, leaving only a few who remained on official business.

Thus, as Su Yan and Qiongqi traveled, they encountered very few demons.

They journeyed from east to west and from south to north, eventually arriving at Tiansheng City, a place they had visited twenty years ago, just in time for a martial arts competition hosted by the immortal sects.

Su Yan arrived as the competition was about to begin. He bought some melon seeds, found a seat, and pulled Qiongqi down to watch the event with him, both of them munching on seeds.

“How can you watch a competition without melon seeds?” Su Yan remarked.

Qiongqi grabbed a handful of seeds and cracked them open. “Ayang, since when have you been interested in the competitions of the immortal sects? I’ve never seen you attend the demon realm’s martial contests.”

Su Yan raised an eyebrow, his strikingly beautiful features captivating. “The demon realm’s contests are too straightforward. They’re nowhere near as flamboyant and entertaining as the immortal sects’ competitions.”

Demons revered strength, and their fights were all about brute force, lacking the flair and spectacle of the immortal sects’ battles.

“Fair enough,” Qiongqi conceded, sitting obediently beside him and watching the matches, occasionally exchanging comments with Su Yan.

“That formation cultivator is no match for the swordsman in blue. The outcome is obvious.”

“Hit her! One more strike and she’s done. No need to hold back in the arena.”

“Ah, that male cultivator just let her win.”

Amid Qiongqi’s chatter, Su Yan remained unusually quiet, only occasionally responding. He was fully engrossed in the live, ancient fairy drama unfolding below, his attention focused on the strongest disciples.

“The eldest disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, the junior brother and sister of the Cangyu Palace—they’re the strongest right now. I wonder if any dark horses will emerge later.”

Qiongqi glanced at him. “You’ve been watching for so long, and all you care about is who’s the strongest?”

Su Yan looked back at Qiongqi, puzzled. “What else should I be focusing on?”

If not for who’s the strongest and who’s most likely to win, what else is there to watch in a competition?

Qiongqi’s lips twitched. “The gossip! There are several pairs of lovebirds here.”

Su Yan averted his gaze. “Not interested. I’m not here to play matchmaker or be a cupid. They can love whomever they want!”

Qiongqi took Su Yan’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, his eyes fixed on Su Yan’s face. “Ayang, you really are missing the romance gene in your brain.”

Su Yan retorted defiantly, “How can you say that? I chose you, didn’t I?”

Even a workaholic like him had bent for Qiongqi. Wasn’t that proof enough of his love?!

Qiongqi’s lips curled into a smile. “Yes, yes, my Ayang is the most understanding.”

Compared to some fickle demons, his snake demon was indeed exceptionally loyal, having loved only him, a Qiongqi, for centuries.

And in every aspect, he was thoroughly satisfied!

Being in a relationship with such a beautiful, devoted, and powerful snake demon was truly a joy.

“That’s more like it,” Su Yan said, turning his attention back to the arena. His gaze lingered for a moment on an unremarkable young man in gray.

The dark horse of this competition had emerged.

This was the new protagonist chosen by this world. Though his appearance was rather plain, his cultivation level was impressively high, far surpassing his peers.

The young man in gray, feeling the weight of Su Yan’s piercing gaze, couldn’t help but look around to find its source.

Suddenly, his eyes met Su Yan’s, and for a moment, he was captivated by those enchanting peach blossom eyes.

What beautiful eyes, what a stunning man!

Even with a heart as still as an ancient well, he couldn’t help but be drawn to the man’s beauty, his gaze involuntarily following the mesmerizing figure.

However, he quickly averted his eyes, realizing the underlying ferocity hidden within those seemingly amiable eyes. No matter how approachable the man appeared, he was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

The young man’s goal was to achieve immortality, not to be ensnared by beauty and lose his way.

Noticing this, Su Yan smiled. “Indeed, a young man of strong will.”

This protagonist was promising, at least he wouldn’t be easily swayed by appearances.

Hearing this, Qiongqi also looked over, frowning slightly when he saw the young man’s plain features. “He’s just an ordinary young man, isn’t he?”

Even if his cultivation was somewhat advanced, in their eyes, he was just an insignificant cultivator who could be vanquished with a snap of their fingers. There was no reason for Su Yan to pay him any attention.

Su Yan sighed softly. “At his age, to be able to conceal his edge and focus solely on cultivation, without being distracted by beauty or external temptations, is already commendable.”

“His future achievements will surely not be mediocre.”

Qiongqi didn’t argue, merely glanced at the young man in gray a couple more times.

“Perhaps you’re right.”