Chapter 9: Your Wife Has Encountered a Shape-Shifting Demon

A Shang’s expression was grim, but in the end, she sat back down.

Her current physical condition was too poor to continue pushing herself.

A Shang sat cross-legged on the ground and began circulating her spiritual energy to restore her strength. The boy beside her seemed to understand that she was healing and did not disturb her.

It was unclear how much time had passed—perhaps half a day, or maybe even a full day—but A Shang managed to recover some of her strength. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a spirit rabbit, its entire body glowing with a snowy white light, suddenly appear before her.

Seeing the rabbit, the boy, who had been silent for a long time, brightened up and exclaimed joyfully, “It’s a Snowlight Rabbit! I’ve seen one on the mountain before. Sister, maybe if we follow this rabbit, we can find the way out!”

And so, the two of them followed the Snowlight Rabbit, eventually arriving at a place they had never set foot in before.

The previously dim passage suddenly opened up into a vast space. The walls around them were engraved with golden talismans, and where the talismans converged, a sword that seemed to have weathered the ages floated in mid-air, surrounded by a faint golden glow.

“Wow~” The boy stared at the sword hovering in the air. “So cool! The sword is floating!” As he spoke, he instinctively reached out to touch it, but A Shang stopped him.

“Don’t touch it.”

“Sister, what’s wrong?” The boy asked, puzzled. “Could it be because of this sword that we’re trapped here? If we pull it out, maybe we can leave.”

A Shang replied, “These are sealing talismans. They’re likely used to seal something. Don’t mess with them.”

Seeing that A Shang actually recognized the talismans as sealing symbols, the boy’s expression shifted slightly, his gaze turning cold for a moment before quickly returning to normal. “Oh, I see.”

The boy nodded, but the next second, his stomach let out a loud growl. His face turned red, and he awkwardly covered his stomach.

Noticing A Shang looking at him, he whispered sheepishly, “I haven’t eaten in a long time.”

A Shang rummaged through the pouch she carried with her and unexpectedly pulled out a portion of braised pork ribs she had prepared at some point. After a moment’s thought, she handed the ribs to the boy.

Upon seeing the pork ribs, the boy’s eyes lit up. “Wow! It smells so good, just like it was freshly made. Sister, you’re amazing!”

The boy praised her while eating.

Halfway through his meal, he suddenly seemed to remember something and offered the half-eaten ribs to A Shang. “Sister, you have some too.”

A Shang shook her head. “I’m not hungry. You eat it.”

Seeing that she refused, the boy paused for a moment before continuing to eat.

After finishing, he licked his lips, still savoring the taste. “So delicious.”

It had been tens of thousands of years since he last ate anything.

As A Wu finished speaking, he noticed the girl’s gaze fixed on him, filled with scrutiny. He immediately blinked his innocent eyes and asked in a high-pitched voice, “Sister, what’s wrong?”

A Shang looked away. “Nothing.”

The two of them rested for a while longer, planning to search for a way out.

However, to A Shang’s disappointment, aside from the sword floating above them, there was nothing else.

Just as A Shang was carefully examining the talismans floating in mid-air, she suddenly heard the boy scream from nearby.

“Ah—”

A Shang turned around and saw a massive demon beast charging toward them.

“Ah— Sister, save me!” the boy screamed.

The demon beast was incredibly fast. If A Shang hadn’t reached out to stop it in time, the boy would have undoubtedly been crushed.

The beast was enormous, and compared to it, A Shang looked as though she could be swatted away with a single blow.

A Shang formed a faint golden seal with her hands, and her spiritual energy transformed into countless ropes that restrained the demon beast.

Meanwhile, the boy, pretending to be terrified, sat behind a rock, watching the girl battle the beast.

The fight between the half-demon and the demon beast was intense. Wu Zhu watched coldly while pretending to scream in fear:

“Sister, be careful…”

“Sister, watch out on your right…”

“Sister, watch out on your left…”

As Wu Zhu watched the demon beast break free from the spirit-binding ropes and saw the girl struggling weakly under the beast’s paw, a glint of excitement flashed in his eyes. He knew his opportunity had come.

“Sister, the sword!” Wu Zhu pointed to the sword floating above them. “It’s a demon beast! That sword can definitely subdue it!”

In a moment of life-and-death crisis, the only thought a person has is survival. Wu Zhu was certain that, to save her life, she would pull out the sword to slay the demon beast.

In the next moment, the girl reached out toward the sword.

Wu Zhu’s excitement grew, his eyes widening. Almost there, almost there, she was about to touch it!

Almost there—

Just as Wu Zhu thought the girl was about to pull out the sword, her movement suddenly halted, and she stopped.

Wu Zhu’s heart sank halfway, and in his frustration, he blurted out without restraint, “Pull it out, damn it! Why are you stopping?!”

The roar reached A Shang’s ears. Only after he finished speaking did Wu Zhu notice the icy look in the girl’s eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

The next second, he quickly softened his voice and said meekly, “Sister, I…”

“How long are you going to keep pretending?” A Shang ignored the demon beast gripping her neck and instead sent a golden light toward the boy.

The moment the light touched him, the boy vanished without a trace, and the massive demon beast disappeared as well.

The surrounding light dimmed instantly, and a powerful demonic aura spread through the air.

From the darkness came a low, mocking laugh:

“Heh—so you figured it out!”

The darkness around them gradually receded, and eerie red talismans began to emerge frantically on the stone walls and in mid-air.

A sword, glowing with golden light, hung suspended in the air, illuminating the tall man kneeling below.

The man had a pair of massive horns on his head, and his long hair cascaded down to the ground. His wrists and back were pierced by chains that pinned his bones, restraining him.

His upper body was bare, and below his waist, instead of human legs, was a serpent’s tail covered in black scales.

Before A Shang could clearly see his face, a surge of black energy shot toward her, instantly gripping her neck. A cold, menacing voice hissed through clenched teeth:

“A mere half-demon dares to play tricks on me? How did you see through my act?”

His performance had been flawless, without a single flaw.

He couldn’t understand, couldn’t figure out how she had noticed something was off about him.

A Shang: “The bones.”

Wu Zhu: “What?”

A Shang: “You ate the entire plate of pork ribs.”

“So what?” Wu Zhu was puzzled. What did his exposure have to do with that plate of pork ribs?

A Shang explained, “An ordinary person’s teeth couldn’t handle such large bones, and no one would eat them. Yet you ate them all, cleanly.”

Wu Zhu: “…”

Wu Zhu never imagined that he would be exposed because of a plate of pork ribs.

He couldn’t help but roar in anger, “How was I supposed to know you damned mortals don’t eat pork ribs! It’s been tens of thousands of years—tens of thousands of years since I’ve been imprisoned here! I’ve been starving for tens of thousands of years! At this point, I could swallow an entire mountain in one bite, let alone a plate of pork ribs!”