Chan'er rose with two muffled groans, spewing profanity as she gave Xiang Yuan a thorough "refined and courteous" dressing-down.
Even if he did not care for women, there should have been a limit. An idiot like Xiang Yuan could forget about ever seeing a pleasant expression from her again.
Fuming inside, she looked again at Xiang Yuan's demonized appearance and found him both foolish and stupid, hideously ugly beyond compare. She cursed him never to return to his original appearance, to be hunted by the righteous path for the rest of his life, and to have no choice but to beg for food at the Demon King Hall.
Meatballs every day!
With that thought, her mind felt clear. She was fine now.
Chan'er was watching Xiang Yuan. Xiang Yuan was not watching Chan'er. Cold Blood remained unmoved by external things and did not care that he had offended Chan'er. His eyes were locked tightly on You Shanxian.
Xiang Yuan liked snake demons deep down and made no attempt to hide it. Cold Blood's thoughts likewise leaned toward snake demons; he regarded them as obstacles to cultivation and wanted nothing more than to kill them quickly.
You Shanxian and Xiang Yuan had both bared their hearts and souls. On a human, even one at the Innate stage, such injuries would unquestionably be severe. On a demon...
It was the same. Severe injuries all the same.
The snake demon could no longer maintain her beautiful human form. Her body changed rapidly, her originally graceful figure replaced by an enormous green-scaled python.
The python stretched ten zhang long. Its immense bulk and overwhelming oppressive presence delivered a powerful visual shock.
Green scales covered its massive body, every single one hard as iron and glinting with a frigid sheen beneath the dim moonlight. As