This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered
Chapter 223 - 218: Joyfully Obtained a White-Haired Sister

Chapter 223: Chapter 218: Joyfully Obtained a White-Haired Sister

"Hey, this little brat..."

He might disown this son, but it’s too much for you to not acknowledge your father.

With a wave of his hand, the little orange cat frantically kicked its limbs in the air, uncontrollably flying beneath the claws of the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits and immediately started performing a spanking act.

Although the little orange cat has a terrifying background, now that it’s just been reborn, it’s merely an arrogant little orange cat and naturally, it got meowed at while being hit by the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits.

"Help, you old scoundrel, how dare you hit me, the grand uncle?"

"Hmph!"

"Remember this, old man, every slap on my butt you give me now, I will return them all in the future."

"Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west, don’t bully this poor cat!"

The little orange cat lay on the stone bed thrashing its limbs, stubborn in its words, eyes filled with tears.

To think that he, who had been wise all his life, would suffer such a humiliation today.

"Yo-heave-ho, still talking tough!"

Seeing his unfilial son still being so bold, the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits hit him with even more gusto.

On the other side, Liang Yi didn’t bother with the two living treasures, big and small, as he was busy comforting the somewhat dispirited and bewildered Yue Bai.

Unlike those devoid of emotions and meeting their biological mother for the first time, the Demon Clan’s bloodline inheritance truly makes the offspring feel the stirring of blood thicker than water.

In the newly recalled memories, Yue Bai also understood that she was not transformed into a human due to being a half-demon but because of her inherently strong ancient bloodline.

And it seemed her bloodline’s impurity was also a result of her mother using the Secret Technique to conceal it.

Her mother knew she might not be able to be with her as she grew up and was afraid that some Great Demons would notice the noble bloodline hidden within her daughter and resort to the Demon Path’s practices of killing demons and Alchemy, thus she resorted to such measures to hide it.

Yue Bai didn’t even have memories of being a baby, the earliest memory she could recall was being alone in the forest, wrapped in furs, filthy and scrambling for food with other wild animals. But now, through the inheritance of bloodline, she saw that woman who held her in arms and tenderly smiled down at her.

But whether it was due to the backlight, Yue Bai could not see the face in the memories clearly, only feeling it was very kind, very warm, like the warm sun in winter,

She felt like reaching out to touch.

But as she just raised her hand, the scene before her eyes shattered like a dream, letting her see the person in front of her clearly.

"Master?" Yue Bai dumbfoundedly stared at Liang Yi, who was kneeling on one knee in front of her, holding her in his arms, gently patting her back.

The warmth she felt in the ethereal memories was actually from him, warming her heart.

"Don’t be afraid, I am here," Liang Yi softly spoke into Yue Bai’s ear.

The wind blew, and Yue Bai felt a slight coolness on her face, so she raised her hand to touch her cheek, it was wet.

It turned out she had been silently crying without knowing when the tears started.

"Master, I saw my mother, but I couldn’t see her face clearly..."

Yue Bai’s arms, delicate as white lotuses’, directly wrapped around Liang Yi’s neck, unable to control her tears once again.

"Don’t cry, don’t cry, I promise you, I will help you find your mother."

Liang Yi, somewhat helpless, felt his clothes around his neck already soaked with tears. Truly, the saying that women are made of water isn’t false.

"Thank... Thank you, Master!" Yue Bai dabbed her tears and sobbed.

"That old geezer is really petty."

"My steed, you better just buckle down, the moment you’re powerful enough to pin that old geezer down and spank him, your lord here will be utterly satisfied, meow."

The little orange cat, rubbing its butt that had swelled to three times its usual size, ran back to Liang Yi’s head cursing and complaining, angrily pulling at a chunk of hair.

With an elegant and amiable cat on top of his head and a weeping fox by his side, Liang Yi’s head was truly spinning!

"I don’t even know where this little fox’s mother is now, you don’t need to ask me. However, seeing that you helped me with one thing, I do have a way to help her fully activate her bloodline quicker, but I have one condition," the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits saw Liang Yi looking towards him and preempted any questions by responding himself.

It seems that the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits just got his anger out, and he was in a very good mood.

"What might that condition be?" Liang Yi completely lacked understanding of this bloodline stuff, and in his past life as a player, he never saw anyone with an extremely amazing bloodline.

"I want her to be my apprentice, and you are to release her from her servant status."

The Grand Saint of Nine Spirits’s scheming was loud and clear; having seen the Qingqiu bloodline, how could he possibly let go of such a treasure! If one were to really compare bloodlines, only his own Golden Silk Tiger bloodline could match it, all the others were mere juniors.

"Okay!"

"No way!"

The two opposite answers came simultaneously from Liang Yi and Yue Bai.

"Master, are you despising me again?" Yue Bai, whose tears had just stopped and eyes still red, looked pitifully at Liang Yi.

"You scumbag, even such a cute little fox you despise! You’re really something else!"

Above his head, a little orange cat, full of righteousness, threw a Combination Punch at Liang Yi’s forehead.

"Eh, eh, wait."

"First off, I never despised you, where does this ’again’ come from?"

Liang Yi made it clear he wouldn’t take this blame, if others heard this it would definitely cause misunderstandings.

"What I agree to is only to release you from your servant status, whether you want to be his apprentice is up to you."

At first, when he gave back the Servant Contract to the little fox, she cried and made a fuss, so now Liang Yi was still keeping it.

Yue Bai pouted, but that was exactly what she disagreed with.

"I never treated you as a servant from the start, even if we let go of the master and servant titles, would the feelings between us change?"

Looking at Liang Yi’s serious and sincere eyes, Yue Bai timidly shook her head and said:

"No."

"Well then, isn’t that settled."

Pulling out that tattered paper from the ring, Liang Yi clenched his fingers and with a ripping sound, the Servant Contract was torn in half.

At the same time, invisible shackles were broken from within Yue Bai.

"You see, even without that paper, our relationship hasn’t changed at all, right?"

Liang Yi squatted down, rubbed Yue Bai’s head, and the little orange cat patted Liang Yi’s head in turn.

Yue Bai was a bit dazed, now somewhat confused about how to face Liang Yi.

"Now that the Servant Contract is torn up, there really is no need to call me master anymore," Liang Yi furrowed his brows in thought.

"I used to say you are my disciple under me, but if you want to worship under the Primordial Saint, that position won’t work either. Since you already call Youyi ’sister’, why not call me... brother?"

"How about being my sister?"

Yue Bai’s somewhat stunned eyes instantly lit up, brother?

"Okay!"

Feeling the bridge of siblinghood being re-established between her and Liang Yi, Yue Bai clearly became very excited, wiggling her tail and continuously calling Liang Yi "Brother."

"Brother!"

"Brother!"

Being called by the little loli felt so awesome! Liang Yi was utterly satisfied, his heart blooming with joy.

However, as he listened, why did the sound seem a bit off?

"Shut your mouth, you rascal!"

Liang Yi punched the little orange cat on the head with the back of his hand, silencing the dummy who was calling brother in a mock voice, making it sprawl flat over Liang Yi’s head motionless.

On the other side, the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits stroked his beard; this relationship wasn’t very profitable, but it wasn’t a loss either.

Now he was technically related by marriage to Chen Hua in the terms of the Human Race, so maybe next time Chen Hua came to the Demon Clan, he wouldn’t be so harsh on him?

Last time, the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits was too excited when seeking Chen Hua for a spar, trying to calm down, but even now his body still ached slightly.

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