The Young Matriarch
Chapter 564 - Chapter 564 Chapter 564 Isnt This Too Drifting

Chapter 564: Chapter 564: Isn’t This Too Drifting? Chapter 564: Chapter 564: Isn’t This Too Drifting? Fang Tiandong’s family’s laughter was indistinguishable from crying; it was incredibly painful.

Did they dare to have an opinion?

With each bite the big black snake took, their hearts ached even more, nearly numbing completely.

A group of Demonic Cultivators were also stunned. This… wasn’t this a bit too extravagant?

Such a Spiritual Tree would be considered a treasured heirloom for any family that possessed it, and Bai Chuwei… was actually using it to feed a pet snake?

They were in deep distress; how was this any different from wanton destruction?

This was truly the extravagance of a wealthy family.

The million-dollar snake wasn’t actually dumb, knowing the tree was something good. It climbed along the trunk to the roof, starting to nibble on the lush green leaves, then on the trunk, and finally intending to consume every last bit of the roots, leaving nothing behind.

Almost visible to the naked eye, the big black snake’s belly swelled conspicuously, clearly having eaten a lot, happily slithering over to curl up between Bai Chuwei and Duan Feihan, excitedly flicking its forked tongue.

All of a sudden, Fang Tiandong’s legs went weak on the corridor, and he clapped his thighs, wailing, “What should I do? I had just signed a project contract with a cosmetics company, and now… the tree is gone.”

What would he use to settle the matter?

When he signed the contract, he had solemnly sworn to adhere, facing penalties amounting to over thirty million for breach!

He wouldn’t be killed by the group of Demonic Cultivators today, but the days ahead wouldn’t be easy…

Yet, when he thought about their earlier pleas to Chuwei, claiming they were willing to do anything, a flood of conflicting emotions overcame Fang Tiandong, and he felt an immense sorrow.

Chuwei’s lips curved slightly, it was about time to teach these irresponsible fathers a lesson. She lightly turned her neck, her tone carrying a hint of weariness, “Alright, send the thank-you gift some other day, I shall take my leave now.”

The group of Demonic Cultivators: “!!!”

Don’t, if you make us the insiders and the Spiritual Tree is eaten by the big black snake tonight, how can we explain?

Bai Chuwei patted the saber-wielding man’s head, her tone earnest, “Wanwan, I’ll send you another tree later to take back as an explanation.”

Wanwan? How did she know his nickname was Wanwan?

The saber-wielding man: “…”

However, upon hearing that they would have something to present, the group of Demonic Cultivators heaved a sigh of relief. If they were to die, at least it wouldn’t be today.

A gaunt, little Demonic Cultivator at the very back pondered, who should he offend? This Miss Bai or the Demon Domain?

Which one was better?

They had experienced the brutality of the Demon Domain firsthand; meanwhile, Miss Bai in front of them was beautiful and pretty, her smile made the entire world seem brighter; she couldn’t possibly be as terrifying as the Demon Domain.

If he agreed first to be an insider for Bai Chuwei and then ran away, that seemed feasible…

As the Demonic Cultivator was calculating in his mind, Bai Chuwei’s faint voice floated from above, “So, let’s make an eternal non-betrayal pact; anyone who betrays me will explode into pieces.”

The group of Demonic Cultivators: “…????”

WHAT??? She wanted to make a pact?

Wasn’t it just a verbal promise?

Bai Chuwei raised her finger and swiftly drew radiant trails in the air, forming a majestic, solemn Glowing Golden Rune that hovered in midair.

Bai Chuwei withdrew her hand, propping her chin with one hand, her tone somewhat languid, “There, sign it.”

The Demonic Cultivators’ tears flowed once again; by signing this, their future lives were uncertain…

If they failed at being inside agents, the Demon Domain would kill them.

The saber-wielding man trembled as he picked up the broken saber from the ground, fiercely slicing across his thumb. Fresh blood spilled out, splashing over the Glowing Golden Rune.

The other Demonic Cultivators did the same.

Duan Feihan gazed deeply at their actions, his gaze lowering to suppress the deep thoughts in his eyes.

A pact?