My Demon Husband Is a Snake

Chapter 1112: The Art of the White Immortal

Zhang Che waited for a moment and said, "Wanwan, is there anything else?"

I quickly snapped back to reality, "No, nothing else."

"Hanging up." Zhang Che was decisive, and hung up when there was nothing to talk about.

"What’s so good about growing up?" The girl clad in white furrowed her brows and then couldn’t help but laugh, "But Wuyue brother is indeed good-looking."

Could it be that this graceful and elegant girl was actually that little four or five-year-old girl from earlier?

She was not even as tall as a chicken coop earlier, and now she was over 1.6 meters tall.

Even if her growth was rapid, like bamboo shoots that sprout overnight, it didn’t happen this fast.

I peeked at my own dorm upstairs, curious about Wuyue’s miraculous skills.

"Anyway, we have to come back two more times to consolidate the effects, then you can see him again."

The old white man was helpless with the girl’s infatuation and, seeing me still standing there, his face darkened, "Why is it you again? Are you following us on purpose?"

"You’re mistaken, I’m standing here because I live here." I didn’t blame the old white man’s attitude towards me.

They must have some special identity, or perhaps they were being hunted by enemies.

Earlier, the white man didn’t even dare let the girl come out directly by his side.

Instead, he made her hide behind the chicken coop, only allowing her out once he had checked the surroundings, then they went to find Wuyue together.

The old white man squinted his eyes, cautiously pulling the girl away, "Let’s go quickly, there are many bad people outside. If anything happens to you, I cannot answer to the whole clan."

"That big sister doesn’t seem like a bad person." The girl, being pulled by the old white man, made sure to turn back and glance at me.

Her albino eyes had a faint silver aura, surprisingly beautiful.

It suddenly reminded me of the grand hall in Moonless City.

That polished triangular prism was similarly silver and sacred, seemingly containing another world within.

I was momentarily stunned, and they had already walked far away.

At some point, Wuyue had appeared behind me. When I turned around, I saw him, "Why did you come downstairs? Got enough sleep?"

"I had just fallen asleep when two hedgehogs woke me up, clamoring for me to treat them." Wuyue ran his hands through his long hair, deliberately messing up the silky black strands, "If it weren’t for the amount they paid, I would have torn them apart for nourishment. Did you receive the transfer?"

"Hedgehogs? Are those grandfather and granddaughter really hedgehogs?" I thought carefully; I didn’t feel any hedgehog traits from them earlier.

They just seemed like mild demons with no destructive power and hadn’t committed any evil acts.

Wuyue had no interest in others, and seeing me steer the conversation elsewhere, he impatiently corrected me, "The transfer!"

"Let me check, oh, received it, received it. Wow, eight million, why are your charges getting higher?" I sighed, but couldn’t help feeling envious.

The demon clans seem wealthy, casually paying eight million!

I might never earn that amount in several lifetimes~

Wuyue stretched lazily, "Is it high? If not for extreme times, with my noble lineage, I wouldn’t sell a drop of blood for even a hundred million."

"Right now isn’t exactly extreme times, life is calm and peaceful, don’t take on any more jobs." I laughed awkwardly, heading upstairs, "I’m going up; suit yourself."

"For men, making money demonstrates their ability. All the money I earn goes to you, unlike that mean hoarder of treasures, who wouldn’t give you a single drop," Wuyue naturally walked beside me, smirking arrogantly, as if I was already his possession.

Yet, I barely listened to him, as the flawless, white-pebble-like pupils of that hedgehog girl replayed in my mind, "Hey Wuyue, the hedgehog is a White Immortal! Although ranked among the Five Great Family Immortals: Fox Yellow, White, Willow Grey, I’ve never heard of anything special about them. Do you know if there’s anything unique about them?"

"You really asked the right person; in the memory shared with me by that snake, the White Immortal excels at..."