Just now… King would reprimand the princess for this woman and have the little prince also protect her? Nothing but a human woman, based on what can she deserve such prestige?
“Yan Yan,” retracting that gaze, Di Cang releases his embrace, “This is indeed my fault so let’s wait until we are in bed first before you punish me. Right now, I need to first deal with this snake.”
Only Di Cang would know how much turmoil he had to go through after hearing Qing Luan abducted his son. The reasoning was because he knew Bai Yan’s greatest weakness lies solely with the young boy. If anything does happen to the lad, no level of soothing could possibly make up for that grief, nor would she ever forgive him.
Taking this all in from one side, Qing Luan once again vomited blood at the lowly appearance of her dream man. She simply couldn’t take this. It’s like someone piercing her heart with thousands of arrows.
But that was a mistake…..
Turning back his attention over the sound, Di Cang’s gaze was so cold that it once again made the snake tremble all over.
AHH!
Following a whisk of the man’s sleeve, the invisible force that was pushed out instantly envelops the soul of that demoness, distorting it and tearing it apart.
Don’t……
No!
Unfortunately for her, no one was going to hear that plea because her soul has already left the body and controlled firmly in Di Cang’s devilish grasp.
“So long as I don’t permit your soul to disperse then you have no qualifications to disappear.”
BOOM!
Following his words, a burst of flame instantly emerged to engulf the snake’s soul.
“Open your mouth.” Shooting a signaling stare at the white tiger, Di Cang commands it with no room for refusal.
At first Little Rice didn’t even know how to react, but his first reflex was to do as told, thus allowing the flame to fly into his throat.
“This… what is this?” the tiger was shocked.
Did I just swallow the soul?
“EWWW! Bad Little Rice, you are such a glutton. I can’t believe you would eat that snake’s soul.” Swaying his little head in disappointment, Bai Xiachen puts on a grossed-out appearance, “Aren’t you disgusted?”
Now that’s just wrong, which directly manifested itself into grievance for the white tiger, Isn’t it your pop’s who had me swallow it? How am I supposed to refuse him?
“As a descendant of the sacred beasts, one can enhance their strength by consuming other’s soul.” Bringing Bai Yan back into his hold, Di Cang explains his action like he’s afraid it would anger the one in his embrace if not, “That cat of yours isn’t fully grown yet so he can’t digest a soul properly on his own, that’s why I used my demon flame to help him. It will give him enough nutrients for one month.”
Gulping hard at this knowledge and implication, Di Xiao Wan was the first to understand the pain that comes with such an act – the snake will have to suffer for that entire duration without stop. However, she had no intent to object to the idea because that blasted Qing Luan also bashed on her State Teacher as well.
“Mistress, does he mean…. I will have to start devouring souls from now on to feed myself? Can I… refuse?” Showing a tearful expression, the tiger turns to his mistress for comfort.
Compared with the surprise from other, Little Rice on the other hand only wanted to cry. In this world, one of the only happiness he gets was to eat his mistress’s tasty food. To be cut off from that was no different from killing him.
Likely irritated by the denial of his goodwill, Di Cang promptly shot a glare over to the ungrateful cat and asked, “Are you not content, or do you have a opinion about it?”
“I…. do not…” The tiger hurries to deny it, shaking his head like a rocking drum.
Don’t kid around. If he does admit his unwillingness then it would be the end of him. A descendant of a sacred beast means nothing in front of a demon king!