Chapter 797 - 727: Be Tu Xiao’an’s Woman

Chapter 797: Chapter 727: Be Tu Xiao’an’s Woman

Just then, the air above the quaint, antique room rippled. A figure mysteriously materialized and came plummeting down toward Luo Ziyun.

"Xiao’an?"

Luo Ziyun recognized him in an instant and cried out in alarm. With a flash of movement, she steadily caught the falling figure in her arms.

He was covered in wounds and spitting fresh blood. His handsome face was deathly pale, as if he might die at any moment.

"Xiao’an, you’re not dead..." Luo Ziyun held him, hardly daring to believe he was really there in her arms.

That void had been so terrifying, yet he had somehow managed to escape and appear right before her.

But in the next instant, Tu Xiao’an’s body flickered with light, and he began to shrink right there in her embrace.

He transformed into a small, exquisite snake.

The little snake’s body was covered in wounds, no longer brilliant or dazzling.

Luo Ziyun’s heart broke. ’He’s so powerful. He must have suffered a fatal injury to be forced back into his original form.’

"Ziyan, it’s so good to see you again," Tu Xiao’an said in his snake form, lying weakly in her soft, fragrant embrace.

Luo Ziyun stared blankly at the small snake in her arms, her mind drifting back to the City Defense Bridge. Back then, she had simply cast her fishhook and reeled this very Pi Pi Snake up from the depths.

The fated bond between human and snake had begun right then and there.

"How could you be so foolish?" Luo Ziyun’s tears streamed down her face as she looked at the dying little snake. "It wasn’t easy for you to get this far! Why would you die for me? Was it worth it?"

Needless to say, that demonic man from the War Relics was immensely powerful.

Whoever he wanted dead, died.

Even a Cultivator like her, who had lived from ancient times to the present day, had stood no chance of resisting him.

’For this snake to jump into the void that man created... I can only imagine the torture and suffering he must have endured.’

’The snake I remember shone with a brilliant light. His Snake Skin was sacred and dazzling, not... not this bloody mess.’

"Ziyan, you should go. He promised me he would let you leave," the exquisite little snake said, his voice like that of a dying old man on his last breath.

Hearing this, Luo Ziyun immediately shook her head. "No. If we go, we go together. If we die, we die together."

"Aren’t you angry with me anymore? I’m the one who accidentally killed your adoptive father."

Under normal circumstances, Luo Ziyun would have refuted his words. ’Accidentally? You clearly did it on purpose!’

But now, her eyes were swimming with tears, shining with boundless tenderness. "I stopped being angry with you a long time ago. My adoptive father tried to possess you first. You were just defending yourself. I don’t blame you."

Never try to reason with a woman when she’s angry.

In the Ten Thousand Blood Pool, Tu Xiao’an had tried to explain this, but Luo Ziyun hadn’t listened at all.

But now, the situation was completely different.

But if you try to reason with a woman when she’s emotionally moved, she’ll listen to anything—even utter nonsense.

"You’re really not angry? You really forgive me?" the bloody little snake repeated, sounding as if he could breathe his last at any moment.

"Yes, yes, I’m not angry." Luo Ziyun’s vision blurred with tears. "You shouldn’t have been so foolish. If you’d just focused on your Cultivation, you could have reached Rank Four of Ascension. But now..."

"I don’t regret it. When I became the Snake King, you were by my side. But when I became the Snake Emperor of the Yaoling Mountain Range, you weren’t there. I want you to be with me always."

As the bloody little snake spoke, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood that blossomed in the air like a flower. His entire body grew dim.

Seeing him so gravely injured, Luo Ziyun gave a tragically beautiful smile, her voice raw with soul-crushing pain. "I will. I’ll stay with you. Even if you’re going to the Underworld, I’ll go with you."

"Really?"

He suddenly coughed up another mouthful of blood.

"Yes, yes. I, Luo Ziyun, give you my word, and I will keep it. In a way, this is for the best. We can finally be together without any restrictions."

As she finished speaking, a terrifying wave of Energy erupted from her body. She then declared with solemn conviction, "Xiao’an, let’s go together. You won’t be lonely on the road to the Yellow Springs."

"..."

"Wait, what are you doing?"

The bloody little snake in her arms suddenly struggled, flew out of her grasp, and materialized on the spot as the handsome young man.

Tu Xiao’an was completely dumbfounded. ’I can’t keep this act up. No way. This woman is actually about to self-destruct!’

’Has she gone crazy?’

’Things were getting so romantic, so why the hell is she trying to self-destruct?’

’What a total mood killer.’

Uh...!

Luo Ziyun was instantly dumbstruck, as if she’d been turned to stone.

’What in the world is going on?’

After a long, long moment, Luo Ziyun snapped back to her senses. It was as if she’d suddenly understood everything. Her body trembled, and she let out a piercing shriek. "Tu Xiao’an, you damn snake! How dare you trick me! Weren’t you supposed to be dying?!"

The little snake that was supposedly on its last breath, dim and lifeless, had instantly transformed back into a human. He wasn’t dying at all—he was full of life!

Even if she were an idiot, Luo Ziyun would have understood.

Tu Xiao’an covered his ears and said innocently, "When did I ever say I was dying? I never said that."

"Then what was with you coughing up blood every time you spoke?" Luo Ziyun’s body trembled with rage. She had been pouring out her true feelings!

’So this whole time, this snake was just putting on a show to mess with me.’

"Ziyan, don’t be angry. I don’t want you to follow me to the Underworld. I want you to be with me, here in the mortal realm."

Tu Xiao’an grinned cheekily. He took a step forward, his movement as graceful as a phantom’s, and grabbed her pale wrist. With a gentle tug, he pulled her tightly into his embrace. His deep eyes twinkled as he leaned in and whispered in her ear, "I remember every word you just said. From now on, you belong to me, Tu Xiao’an the snake."

"Get lost! I didn’t say anything!" Luo Ziyun immediately began to struggle. ’This snake is getting more and more shameless!’

’How dare he joke about something like that!’

’She wanted nothing more than to slap him dead.’

But in the next second, Luo Ziyun froze. His lips were pressed against hers.

’That damned snake! He tricks me and now he’s forcing a kiss on me?’

Luo Ziyun was furious, but his gentle voice whispered in her ear, "Ziyan, isn’t this a better outcome? Or did you really want me to die?"

At his words, Luo Ziyun’s body went limp, and she yielded to his advances.

Amid their passionate kiss, wisps of black mist began to swirl from Tu Xiao’an’s body, completely enveloping the room until it was sealed off from the outside world.

"What do you think you’re doing? Stop it!" Under Tu Xiao’an’s fiery kisses, Luo Ziyun’s tense brow gradually relaxed, and she began to lose herself in a daze of ecstasy. But then she realized he was undoing her clothes.

The corner of Tu Xiao’an’s mouth curled into a smirk. He swept Luo Ziyun up into his arms and carried her toward the large bed. "What am I doing?" he said, his voice dominant and commanding. "I’m going to make you completely and utterly mine."

She froze for a moment. Then, a bewitching, flirtatious expression bloomed on her gorgeous face, making her irresistibly alluring. "Alright," she purred.