Quick Wear: After Revenge, I and the Immortal King Renew Our Relationship

Cheng Shuo held his head in extreme pain, "It's already mine, it's integrated with me, you can't take it away!"

"I can." An Yan responded with a cruel smile.

Cheng Shuo's mortal body was simply unable to fully absorb the magic herb. If he forced himself to do so, he would most likely explode and die. Therefore, the original owner had used up most of his demonic power to condense the juice of the magic herb into a meridian, which he placed into his body to subtly nourish his body.

A meridian glowing with golden light was pulled out, and Cheng Shuo curled up hideously like a shrimp with its thread pulled out. He instantly felt as if a shadow had covered his mind, and he forgot most of the content of the scientific expedition.

How could he, always so gifted with ideas and eloquent prose, not even be able to come up with a single line of poetry? He had just passed the imperial examination, but without his immense talent, how could the Emperor and Princess appreciate him? Wouldn't he be reduced to his original form?

"Mother Yan, I was wrong. If you give it back to me, I promise that you will be my only lover from now on and I will not marry a princess. Please, give it back to me!" Cheng Shuo stared at the magical grass, and even his words of begging for mercy were absent-minded.

The recovered magic herb was of no use. An Yan waved it in front of Cheng Shuo and asked, "Do you want it?"

Cheng Shuo followed it with his eyes, wishing he could pounce on it and carry it away, but he was worried that he would be trapped in the formation and unable to escape, so he didn't dare to move.

At this time, a big yellow dog ran in barking and headed straight towards An Yan. It was attracted by the spiritual power, but was afraid of An Yan's strength and stopped two meters away. The dog's eyes were as big as copper bells, just like Cheng Shuo.

An Yan couldn't help laughing, and casually threw it to the big yellow dog. The dog jumped up and grabbed it, then stood up straight after landing, and bowed to her several times with its two front paws together. An Yan smiled and said, "This is your chance, go ahead."

The big yellow dog ran away quickly. Cheng Shuo couldn't stop it at all. He could only stand there helplessly and furiously, "Mother Yan, do you know what you are doing? That's my thing, how could you give it to a beast!"

An Yan rolled her eyes gracefully, "Cheng Shuo, Cheng Shuo, look at how dogs know how to be grateful. You are such a bad person, even worse than an animal."

Cheng Shuo laughed angrily and threatened: "You! Don't forget, it's you who is imprisoned now! Let me return to my original state, otherwise I will not let you go!"

An Yan took a look at his current appearance. His bright red top scholar robe had rolled several times on the ground, covered in dust. His hair crown had fallen off, leaving his hair disheveled. He looked disheveled. She frowned, "You don't really think you're the top scholar, do you? Did you forget what you really are after relying on external things to get into high school?"

Cheng Shuo gnashed his teeth and said stubbornly, "I am an upright scholar. Don't even think about slandering me! This is my true ability!"

"Oh, whatever you think! But, are you sure you don't want your good helper to come out? You might die," An Yan reminded. "You think that by delaying time, you can use this broken formation to consume my demonic power? That's simply wishful thinking."

Before Cheng Shuo could call for help, a slovenly dressed man with bags all over his body jumped into the yard. It was none other than the demon catcher Zhu Yaoshi. He held a sword in one hand and a talisman in the other, and shouted, "Demon, die now!"

The formation was useless. An Yan dodged his sword by slightly leaning to the side and said with disdain, "Where did this beggar come from? The monster hunter profession has really declined. Now anyone can call themselves a monster hunter."

Zhu Yaoshi was furious. "You bold monster, you are bringing disaster to the world. I will take your life now to protect the peace of the world!"

An Yan stretched out two fingers, clamped the sword, and broke it with a little force. Zhu Yaoshi's eyes were bloodshot, and he decisively took out the talisman from his cloth bag, muttering something.

An Yan didn't indulge him. She interrupted his spell with a slap and mocked him terribly, "Oh, you really haven't mastered the skills well enough. You still need to recite the incantation to activate the skills passed down for so many years. What a useless bastard!"

Zhu Yaoshi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, "How dare you!"

An Yan asked curiously, "Why should I be afraid? You're about to kill me, yet you still want me to wait patiently for you to finish reciting the incantation. Are you being too naive? Or is there something wrong with your brain?"

Zhu Yaoshi was so angry that he was speechless. Cheng Shuo didn't dare to step forward and retreated under the table, revealing only his face. He said fearfully, "Master, please think of a solution quickly! Otherwise, we will all die here!"

"Death? Speaking of which, there's one thing I don't understand. All animals and plants that have become spirits know that killing is against the will of heaven and affects one's merit and cultivation. This is a well-known fact. I don't deny that demons harm people, but I haven't done anything to harm anyone, and I don't have any blood debts to pay. What makes you accuse me of bringing disaster to the world and call for my death?"

Zhu Yaoshi was stubborn and said, "A monster is a monster, it is a disaster!"

An Yan didn't argue with him pointlessly, but said playfully: "Demons are a disaster, so what about you, a half-demon? Demons are at least an independent race. We demons don't recognize a hybrid like you, and I'm sure the human race won't recognize you either, right? Hey, shouldn't you kill yourself first?"

"How dare you, a monster, talk nonsense!" Zhu Yaoshi has been instilled with the idea of ​​"killing all monsters in the world" since he was a child. He practices diligently and believes that he is irreconcilable with monsters. How could he admit that he has monster blood?

An Yan crossed her arms and watched the show. "You are different from ordinary people. I don't believe you haven't noticed this. The demon race has power contained in its blood. Even if you are half demon, you should be able to inherit some of it. Logically speaking, you have some demon characteristics. How did you suppress them? Don't you have any idea?"

Zhu Yaoshi knew that he would become very different for a few days every month, with dense scales appearing on his body.

But the master said that it was because he was injured by a demon when he was young and was poisoned by the demon. There is no medicine to cure it except the demon clan’s treasure, and he can only take demon blood every month to control it.

An Yan babbled, "Hey, is your father human or your mother? What is the demon bloodline? You don't know, do you? Anyway, you are not from our fox tribe. You are too ugly. Our fox tribe is full of handsome men and beautiful women."

"I heard your last name is Zhu, so you're not a wild boar, are you? You look a bit like a wild boar, but pigs are very strong. Doesn't the person who raised you give you food?"

With the added bonus of the fox clan's charm skills, her words were like a tight spell, forcefully entering Zhu Yaoshi's mind, preventing him from escaping. There was no other way. Zhu Yaoshi had been brainwashed for so many years, and it would be difficult to deal with him without some tricks.

Zhu Yaoshi covered his head, his mind in turmoil, and it was difficult for him to improve his cultivation. With red eyes, he looked deeply at An Yan and rushed out like a madman.

An Yan did not stop him. He would come back to her sooner or later anyway.

"Shuo'er, I've searched the entire yard but can't find that little bitch Yan Niang. She must have known you were going to settle the score with her and ran away!"