Chapter 440: Is This Cultural Invasion?
During the wedding send-off, the Dragon Mother nearly cried all the way.
From Wuqishan’s cliff to the halfway point, she was tearful the whole time, tightly gripping Long Huan’s hand and refusing to let go.
“Huan’er, once you’re gone, you must take care of yourself, and don’t let anyone bully you.”
“Remember, you have your mother and father backing you up. If anyone dares to bully you, your mother and father will make sure to give that little brat Sang Zhe a good beating.”
Sang Zhe, walking ahead, stumbled two steps.
“Don’t worry, Mother.”
Long Huan, dressed in a striking red qipao, looked particularly delicate in the vibrant color, as lovely as a flower.
“It’s just a marriage alliance. If that scoundrel dares to do anything to me, I’ll find a way to get back at him myself.”
“Well, it is just a nominal alliance…”
Suddenly, the Dragon Mother’s voice lowered a little, hesitantly saying, “But, um, if possible, if there’s a chance…”
“I’d be really happy if you could have a child soon…”
Long Huan’s smile immediately froze, turning into a flustered and slightly angry pout.
“Mother! What are you saying?!”
“Don’t worry, my little Huan is just about to have the demon clan’s coming-of-age ceremony, so it’s time to think about having children.”
“And also—” The Dragon Mother leaned in closely to Long Huan’s ear, whispering something mysterious.
Long Huan’s face suddenly turned crimson, speechless.
In front of them, Long Xiao walked slowly with Sang Zhe, hands behind his back.
“…Speaking of which, you little brat sure have a lot of tricks up your sleeve.”
Long Xiao snorted coldly: “It wasn’t until Ying Huan was captured that I realized you and the master of the elixirs had been teaming up to fool me.”
“And that group of demon clan leaders—you weren’t really Chaya, were you? You were just pretending!”
Sang Zhe chuckled awkwardly: “I had no choice. After all, if I truly wanted to match wits with someone like you, Uncle, not being fully prepared wouldn’t cut it.”
Long Xiao shot him a sideways glance: “What did you call me?”
Sang Zhe stiffened, struggling to force a smile that looked worse than crying, his lips twitching: “Father-in-law…”
“Good, good.”
Long Xiao’s expression turned a complete 180, bursting out laughing as he clapped Sang Zhe on the shoulder.
In his eyes, there was a look of satisfaction, like a child taking victory in a petty argument.
…Hmph.
You little brat, you’ve beaten me so many times already.
There’s no way out for you this time, is there?
Sang Zhe knew he bore the heavy burden of ensuring peaceful coexistence between the demon and human clans, so he could only endure quietly.
After all, he had already sold his body and charm. Calling him “Dad” one more time wouldn’t hurt.
Back in university, he could end up with four or five “dads” just to get a meal from his roommate.
“And about the treasures of the Earth Store.”
When it came to serious matters, Long Xiao’s expression became solemn: “If you really gather all the Earth Store treasures, what do you plan to do with them?”
“…Sorry. I can’t provide a suitable plan right now.”
Sang Zhe shook his head: “Even with all the Earth Store treasures, whether we can use them to negotiate with the divine and demonic beings is still unknown. Information regarding them is simply too scarce.”
“However.”
“If we truly gather them, who knows what may happen?”
Long Xiao noticed that when Sang Zhe spoke these words, there was not a shred of anxiety in his eyes; instead, they were exceptionally clear and calm.
After a long silence, Long Xiao slowly chuckled and shook his head.
“…I know you little rascal have far more tricks up your sleeve.”
“Forget it. The world ultimately belongs to the young. You can do as you please.”
A hint of nostalgia and sentiment flickered in his eyes: “Don’t mention the First Holy Emperor; even that old coot from the Holy Kingdom has already been laid to rest.”
“Perhaps those who can truly decide the fate of the world are no longer us old fossils, half of whom are already in the ground.”
Sang Zhe pondered for a moment and suddenly said: “Though it might be a bit awkward…”
“Could I ask about information regarding that esteemed one above you? Anything would do, as we currently know very little about these divine and demonic beings.”
Long Xiao pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head:
“I have only seen that being in my dreams.”
“I cannot sense any information about its existence. It’s like a shadowy figure made of vague black mist.”
Sang Zhe recalled that god-like ancestor Cang he saw in the Dream Courtyard, resembling “Xiao Hei.”
Is it the same situation…?
“If I only heard the voice, it might be an old woman. But who can say for sure?”
Long Xiao shook his head: “She simply arrogantly stated that if one wishes to live, they should hurry and collect the Earth Store treasures before their arrival.”
“Other than that, there has been no interaction.”
Sang Zhe nodded, respectfully saying: “That’s sufficient, thank you.”
“Alright, since we’re nominally family now, let’s skip the formalities.”
Long Xiao casually continued: “However, after staying too long in the wild lands of the demon clan and due to my sensitive position, I haven’t been able to cross Wuqishan.”
“Now that we might reconcile with your human clan, I’d really like to visit your territories.”
He suddenly coughed lightly, turned to look at the Dragon Mother, then quietly leaned in to ask: “I’ve heard your human cities are prosperous, with bright lights and lively nightlife every night. Is that exaggerated?”
“Rest assured, Father-in-law.” Sang Zhe smiled, “Our human city, Linzhou City, will definitely not disappoint you.”
“Good, good, good.”
Long Xiao revealed a knowing smile only men understand.
“Oh, there’s one more thing.”
Long Xiao suddenly brought it up: “About the spirit stones and Ten Thousand Year Blood Demon Dan you and the master of elixirs took from us—”
Sang Zhe’s heart tightened: “Um, does Father-in-law want us to return them?”
“That wouldn’t be necessary.”
Long Xiao waved his hand nonchalantly: “The spirit stones can be considered Huan’er’s dowry.”
“And also, please apologize to your wife for me. Don’t hold a grudge over our initial ambush; after all, we were on different sides at that time. As for the Ten Thousand Year Blood Demon Dan, consider it an apology.”
Sang Zhe nodded: “I understand.”
“The most important thing is to tell your wife not to make things difficult for Huan’er after she marries, or set her up.”
Sang Zhe: “…? Where did that come from?”
“Isn’t it?” Long Xiao blinked: “I read that in your human novels; isn’t it common for the first wife to bully the new bride?”
“…Please don’t tell me you saw that in the Communication Device.”
“Yes! After the truce yesterday, that young lady from your human merchant guild specifically brought three clan leaders to sell me this thing called a Communication Device. She even gifted me one.”
“I read quite a few of the novels included last night, and now I’m really intrigued by your human world!”
Sang Zhe suddenly found himself both amused and exasperated.
Does this count as cultural invasion?
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