Chapter 70: Golden Serpent Demon King x Fierce Beast Qiongqi 04

Qiongqi’s Lair.

Su Yang lay sprawled on the jade bed, his body, fairer and more translucent than jade itself, squirming slightly.

He was being kissed by the mighty demon Qiongqi, who held his chin firmly. Amid the kisses, a crimson demon core entered Su Yang’s body, which he successfully absorbed.

However, this did not bring him much relief. The ten-thousand-year demon core rapidly boosted his power but also plunged him deeper into a sea of desire.

His newly transformed human legs curled up…

“It’s unbearable…”

The beautiful little serpent demon wrapped his arms around Qiongqi, his bewitching eyes glistening with moisture.

“I’m so uncomfortable…”

Without hesitation, the mighty demon Qiongqi pulled the distressed beauty closer, grasping his soft, fair legs.

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you.”

He smiled at the gasping beauty, kissing his crimson lips.

A gentle, shimmering light appeared in Su Yang’s eyes. Instead of pushing away, he tightly embraced Qiongqi, the remnants of his rationality allowing him to see the other’s gaze clearly.

Those crimson eyes felt strangely familiar, gradually easing his guard.

He rested his head on Qiongqi’s shoulder, breathing softly, occasionally letting out small, animal-like whimpers.

His body was limp, completely at the mercy of the mighty demon beside him, who molded him as he pleased.

“Little beauty, what’s your name?”

Su Yang’s eyes were filled with affection but lacked focus, unable to comprehend the question.

Qiongqi pointed at himself, “My true form is the fierce beast Qiongqi, and my name is also Qiongqi. What’s the name of this little golden serpent demon?”

Su Yang grabbed Qiongqi’s finger, “Su Yang.”

Qiongqi clasped the beauty’s jade-like hand, rubbing the back of it with his rough fingers.

“Su Yang, which ‘Yang’?”

Su Yang whispered, “The ‘Yang’ in ‘calamity.'”

Qiongqi frowned slightly, “What calamity? Don’t listen to those hypocrites’ nonsense.”

“You’re so beautiful; it should be the ‘Yang’ in ‘bringing ruin to a country.'”

What calamity? That sounds so unlucky!

Su Yang chuckled hoarsely, “You’re right. I should be the serpent demon who brings ruin to a country. ‘Calamity’ is too lowly for me.”

Qiongqi stared at the smiling beauty, who seemed to radiate light like jade.

His grip on Su Yang’s wrist tightened, as if he were holding the beauty in the palm of his hand.

“Yes, a beauty who brings ruin to a country…”

Suddenly, Qiongqi grasped the slender, snow-white waist, his thoughts swirling chaotically.

Su Yang’s body was already as soft as a willow, entirely at Qiongqi’s mercy, lying limply on the jade bed as he was dragged into an endless tide of heat.

His slender waist trembled slightly, fine beads of sweat trickling down his spine.

Qiongqi’s eyes were nearly bloodshot.

He couldn’t understand how such a peerless beauty could have been sentenced to exile in the desolate wasteland.

Had the outside world’s standards of beauty changed so much in his absence?

In a deep voice, he asked, “A-Yang, won’t you tell me how you ended up here?”

What crime could have led to Su Yang’s banishment to the inescapable desolate wasteland? And who had taken his demon core?

Su Yang glanced at him, “I made a mistake. All demons sent to the wasteland have made mistakes.”

Qiongqi gripped Su Yang’s thigh, his gaze fixed on the slightly parted lips of the beauty.

“What mistake did you make?”

He licked his teeth, “A-Yang, you don’t have a trace of bloodlust about you. You’ve never even killed a human. I’m curious what mistake could have brought you to this point.”

Su Yang’s hand, resting on Qiongqi’s back, clenched into a fist. His beautiful eyes sharpened with a cold, piercing glare as he stared at Qiongqi.

“I was sentenced for devouring an entire city of people. I’m no innocent demon.”

Qiongqi lowered his gaze to meet Su Yang’s, “A-Yang, you’re taking the blame for someone else, aren’t you?”

He sighed softly, his voice heavy, “I’ve been in the desolate wasteland for thousands of years. I can see through these things. Scapegoats like you have become quite common in the past few centuries.”

He didn’t know what had happened in the outside world, but in recent centuries, there had been an influx of sacrificial lambs.

Now, the little beauty he had taken a liking to was one of them.

Su Yang buried his face in Qiongqi’s shoulder, his muffled voice slowly emerging, “After I hatched at two hundred years old, I met a fairy from the immortal realm…”

“Every time I was bullied, she would appear to comfort me. I suppose I developed feelings for her.”

“Later, the fairy found someone she truly loved. When her beloved got into trouble, this fool naturally stepped forward.”

“I took the blame, condemned by all.”

Qiongqi’s eyes blazed with anger as he listened, his grip on Su Yang’s hand tightening, “You’re such an idiot!”

“How could you be so foolish? When others bully you, don’t you know how to fight back? You’re a golden serpent demon, aren’t you? I remember the king of the demon realm is from the golden serpent clan. Even if you couldn’t win, couldn’t you at least wave the banner of your clan for protection?”

He continued furiously, “And that damned fairy! If she were truly kind, she should have helped you escape your misery. Comforting you was useless; a bottle of healing medicine would have been more practical.”

“You… you even took the blame for her beloved. What were you thinking?”

Su Yang remained silent, closing his eyes.

Qiongqi pinched Su Yang’s cheek, “Speak! Why are you playing mute now?”

He still hadn’t gotten the full story about his rival.

What fairy? Who was she? Which fairy dared to steal his man!

Su Yang tilted his head and whispered, “My parents died before I was born.”

“I grew up in the immortal realm… I couldn’t fight back; there was no one to protect me…” He spoke haltingly of his past.

“The golden serpent demon king you mentioned was my father. He died nearly five hundred years ago, and there’s no place for me in the demon realm anymore.”