Chapter 492
Chapter 492 “Wargod White Tiger (3)”
“Xiaoyun (cousin) is right, we need to be consistent in facing the outsiders so that Sister-in-law doesn’t get stolen away,” the demon princess notes.
“That’s right, we should go now. I know where Bai Yan is right now so let’s find her right away.”
Stomping forward in heavy strides, Chu Yi Yi had on the appearance of a fighter ready to go at it with the ring of the bell. And because of her identity as the princess of the Holy Land, her passage was unimpeded at every turn.
Just that… Perhaps it’s Lan Xiaoyun’s own misconception or what, but whenever a member of the Medicine Sect learns of this girl’s identity, they would all flee at the name in fear instead of awe and reverence like most would often do when confronted with someone of such background.
It can’t be, did she do something so indecent that everyone’s running away from her? Like stealing a virgin maiden’s chastity? Or doing something indecently sadistic to a man?Otherwise, why would the male flee in her present and the female tremble in fear as soon as they hear her name?
At the moment, Chu Yi Yi was so clueless to the changing opinions of her two friends – and everyone else’s for that matter – that she could hardly see the issue.
……
Back over in a certain room, Bai Yan was currently having a peaceful sleep as the sun’s ray illuminated her fine delicate skin. But she’s not alone though, Di Cang was also present there sitting by her bed. The man’s enjoying the picturesque scene like he couldn’t get enough of it.
But then, from within the same bed, a certain baby white tiger just had to roll around to land his dirty little paws onto the sleeping woman’s breast!
Without surprise, the man’s complexion instantly went dark at the sight. Not saying a word, he immediately makes a grab for the insufferable cat’s tail and shook the rascal awake.
Poor Little Rice. He didn’t even know what was going on when he opened his slumbering eyes. But when he did, hoho, his entire fur had risen up in shock over the man’s face. If not for his strong enduring will, the poor fella would’ve fainted over in that split second.
Whoo-whoo, I didn’t do anything, why is he glaring at me like that?
Not giving any attention to the little thing, Di Cang stoutly dragged his captive out the door and tossed him to the ground. “How many years have you been with her?”
Though the man’s voice was as low as a whisper, it still rocked Little Rice’s ear till it’s a rolling drum. “Five… five years…”
“Five years? Why didn’t you contract with her?” The man lightly furrows his brow in light of the lack of emotion.
“That’s… its because Mistress won’t let me,” crying in grievance, “It’s not like I didn’t want to, but Mistress is worried I would die as well if she passes away.”
If contracted, the familiar themselves would also perish if the master passes away, that’s one of the drawbacks of such a ritual.
“You must contract with her,” the man’s tone sounded unquestionably determined.
“Why… why?” Staring up at the man in confusion, Little Rice just didn’t understand why he’s so afraid of the person to the point where he’s shivering all over.
“Last night State Teacher sent me a letter. He said you must contract with her.” Raising a grin, Di Cang’s cool tone demand absolute obedience: “As for how you would do it, figure it out yourself. When I return I want to see results.”
“King, umm… Little Master’s been wanting to know about what you’ve been doing lately. He didn’t ask because he didn’t know how, so…”
“Tell him I’ve been making preparations for their entry into the Demon Realm. So, I won’t be able to accompany them during this period.” Squinting his eyes then, Di Cang releases a cold glint of threatening intent: “And if anyone dares to make trouble for them, you can directly eliminate them in my stead.”