Chapter Four Hundred: Congratulations, You’ve Encountered the Real Deal
Long Huan suddenly woke up from a nightmare.
She had a terrifying dream. In her dream, her belly grew bigger and bigger, like she was stuffed with a watermelon, which was completely disproportionate to her slender waist—strange and frightening.
She dreamt she experienced terrible pain and childbirth, only to give birth to a baby who looked ancient right from the start.
The scariest part? That baby’s face looked exactly like Young Master Sang’s.
With a bizarre smile, it reached out its little hands, calling out to her:
“Mommy, I’m hungry, I want milk!”
And then, Long Huan jolted awake.
She was drenched in cold sweat.
Ever since she learned she might be carrying Young Master Sang’s child, Long Huan felt plunged into overwhelming anxiety.
It’s not that Young Master Sang was so hideous that she couldn’t accept him.
It’s just that the whole baby-making thing should definitely be approached with caution… No, she shouldn’t even be considering it now.
Long Huan still felt that this matter was way too early for her.
It felt like one step could end her carefree girlhood completely, only to be replaced by an endless hell of raising a child.
Just thinking about it left her in agony, her little head feeling like it might explode.
…Ahhhh.
This kidnapping was supposed to be a lighthearted prank journey for her.
How did it end up like this?
Suddenly, the entrance of the cave opened, and with Long Huan trembling, Young Master Sang slowly walked in.
“Little Princess.”
“Today is the promised time.”
Long Huan shivered like she’d been electrocuted.
She looked at Young Master Sang with a hint of fear.
…Has she not gotten over the lies she told her?
Seeing her hesitant and shy expression, Young Master Sang couldn’t help but laugh, “What’s wrong? Isn’t the Little Princess excited for today?”
“Let’s go, let’s see if the Dragon Lord will deliver the ransom for the Little Princess.”
Just as Young Master Sang was about to take Long Huan out of the cave, a timid little voice piped up from behind:
“…Um, that…”
“Young Master Sang, I…I want to back out.”
“Let’s not play anymore, okay?” She tugged at Young Master Sang’s clothing cautiously, looking at him pitifully, “I want to go home.”
“? We’re just about to reach the final act; why back out all of a sudden?”
Young Master Sang looked confused, “Is the Little Princess scared?”
“…Yeah.”
Long Huan hung her little head, fidgeting with her fingers, softly murmuring, “I think I might have taken this a bit too far.”
“As for getting pregnant… My father will never forgive me easily.”
“He cares more about bloodlines and power. In his eyes, I must be with a powerful, high-blooded demon clan member to be allowed to have offspring.”
“If he finds out I’m carrying your child… he will kill you.”
For some reason, when the little girl uttered those words, she was filled with disappointment and loneliness.
It was hard to say whether she was grieving for herself or fearing her own punishment.
Young Master Sang was silent for a moment before suddenly asking with a smile:
“So, Little Princess, what about your own thoughts?”
“…Huh?”
“I mean, what kind of person do you want to have a child with?”
Long Huan blinked.
She had never considered such a question before.
In her education, marriage and having kids were just tasks to grow up; they didn’t hold much significance, regardless of who her partner was.
After all, it was all decided by her parents; she just needed to follow along.
But now that Young Master Sang had posed this question, Long Huan felt a bit lost.
If she got to decide who to have a child with…
What kind of person would that be?
Would it be like in novels and comics, finding a handsome, gentle, and caring warm guy?
Or would it be someone so powerful that they were invincible?
Or would she not consider so much, and simply go with her father’s choice?
For some reason, Long Huan’s mind was a jumble, and her cheeks turned red, looking incredibly adorable.
But in the end, she still murmured:
“What kind of person I want to have a child with… isn’t that question already meaningless now?”
“No matter what I think, it’s too late.”
“I’m already… carrying your child,” she said, pouting slightly, her bright eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
“So, let’s not continue, okay?”
“If we keep playing, my father will really get angry and kill you.”
“I don’t even dislike you that much…” she made a face like she was about to cry, “But I don’t want my child to be born without a father!”
Young Master Sang was stifling laughter to the point of stomach pain.
Seeing this little princess seriously contemplating her future with a child made him unable to hold back his amusement.
Looks like this spoiled, headstrong little girl isn’t completely hopeless after all.
However, at this point, both he and Long Xiao were already in too deep to turn back.
Now, backing out was not an option for Long Huan.
No.
From the very start, it had nothing to do with her intentions.
“…Little Princess.”
Long Huan noticed Young Master Sang’s expression had suddenly turned serious as he looked at her intently: “Since that’s the case, it seems there’s something I have to confess.”
“Aren’t you curious why we could play the roles of human demon cultivators so convincingly?”
“Actually…” he slowly removed his mask, the strong demon aura around him vanishing without a trace.
“You met the real deal.”
“…Huh?”
Long Huan slowly slipped into a state of shock.
The real deal means…
What?
The person in front of her wasn’t an actor sent by Arin to help her.
But Young Master Sang himself?
That legendary human demon lord, known for his heinous deeds and bloodshed?
Young Master Sang?
Gradually, as Long Huan began to realize this might not be a joke, she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
It was as if a blanket of fear covered her, leaving her without the courage to move her feet.
And that originally friendly, smiling man now appeared to her as a terrifying demon, his eyes glowing as he stared at her.
Finally, she was overwhelmed by that immense fear.
“Don’t… Ahhhh!”
“Daddy… Daddy save me!” She started stumbling towards the cave entrance.
However, just as she emerged from the cave, a sensation that made her skin crawl washed over her again.
Before her stood the earlier stunning beauty, Shi Qingyan, calmly gazing at her.
Her eyes held no emotion, cold enough to frighten anyone.
And unlike Young Master Sang, the intense demonic aura emanating from her was nauseating, making Long Huan tremble all over.
“Blood… Blood Demon!”
“No way! Daddy said you guys were extinct, that there were no Blood Demons in the world anymore—”
“Thanks to your father,” Shi Qingyan said coldly, “Now, there are.”
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