Chapter 292: Let's Go Buy Clothes
Inside the study, Yang Haoran's fingertips gently tapped the desktop, his expression serious, devoid of any smile.
He didn't know how much time had passed, when Yang Haoran's tapping fingers paused, snapping him out of his deep contemplation.
He saw the cigarette clamped between his two fingers had burned down to a stub, and a smile appeared on Yang Haoran's face. He chuckled, and habitually pressed the stub into the ashtray.
"This is how we'll do it. I'll prepare these next couple of days, then make a trip to Ancheng. I wonder what her strength is like now, and how much I still lag behind her."
With a plan set in his mind, Yang Haoran didn't continue racking his brain on the sofa. He stood up, stretched his stiff body a little, then checked the time.
It was still early, so he decided to go out and change his attire.
"Since I'm going to Ancheng, I should at least dress up a bit. If I'm already naturally lacking, and I don't make an effort to compensate, then I'll truly be a goner."
With that thought, Yang Haoran left the study. Just as he was about to go downstairs, he seemed to recall something, and his gaze turned towards the room where the snake demon was staying.
"Even though I've planted a seal within her, what if she gets irrational and decides to fight me to the death, dragging everyone down with her? If she harms ordinary people, that would be troublesome. Then I wouldn't be able to explain myself to the Spirit Police."
After a moment of hesitation, Yang Haoran walked towards the snake demon's room.
Arriving at the door, Yang Haoran knocked. Immediately, the snake demon Bai Xue's voice came from within the room, though it sounded weak and listless.
"What do you want?"
Yang Haoran hadn't intentionally sealed the power fluctuations and Yin Qi emanating from his body, so even though the door hadn't opened, the snake demon knew it was Yang Haoran knocking.
"I need to talk to you about something," Yang Haoran said with a smile.
The snake demon didn't respond aloud, but Yang Haoran could hear her footsteps, approaching from a distance, finally stopping behind the door.
The door opened, and the snake demon looked at Yang Haoran, forcing a faint smile onto her face. Though her smile appeared quite unnatural, it did nothing to diminish her allure to the opposite sex.
If a person is beautiful to the extreme, every frown and smile only adds to their aesthetic appeal. The snake demon before him, having transformed into human form, was precisely such a marvel.
"Underworld Official Big Brother, what do you need me for? " the snake demon asked with a smile.
Though the snake demon was smiling, she was thoroughly cursing Yang Haoran in her mind. She was already extremely weak, and hadn't even had a chance to rest properly, when Yang Haoran came looking for her again. How could she possibly feel comfortable?
However, she didn't let her inner displeasure show on her face. Instead, she showed Yang Haoran a face full of smiles, even if the smile was forced, it was better than wearing a stern expression.
Yang Haoran didn't immediately answer the snake demon, but instead, his gaze swept over her body.
Seeing Yang Haoran staring intently at her body, a flash of disdain flickered in the snake demon's eyes, then she chuckled, "Underworld Official Big Brother, since you want to look so much, why don't I just take them off myself?"
Yang Haoran's smile froze, then he laughed awkwardly, "Don't misunderstand. I saw your plain clothes were tattered and torn, so I wanted to take you out to buy some clothes."
The snake demon glanced at her plain clothes. They were not only tattered, but some parts even had bloodstains. They were indeed quite terrible, not quite like a beggar's, but not far off.
"These clothes of mine are conjured from Demon Power," she said, "I can mend them anytime I wish."
As she spoke, a green light emanated from the snake demon's body. The green light dispersed, and her tattered plain clothes immediately underwent a transformation. Not only were the torn openings mended, even the bloodstains vanished, leaving them as good as new.
"See? How's this? " The snake demon spun a circle in front of Yang Haoran, and asked.
Yang Haoran chuckled awkwardly, and said, "Very good, haha, very good."
"Not only that," she continued, "I can conjure any clothes I want through Demon Power. Watch this."
As her voice fell, the snake demon snapped her fingers. Her plain clothes vanished, replaced by a set of sexy, provocative attire.
Immediately after, the snake demon snapped her fingers several more times in succession. With each snap, her clothes would change into a new outfit, each one different.
The smile on Yang Haoran's face grew increasingly awkward. He had come to find the snake demon precisely because he wasn't at ease leaving her at home, so he wanted to take her with him under the pretext of buying clothes.
But the snake demon not only showed no interest in buying clothes, but instead put on a fashion show for him. This left him utterly speechless.
Just as Yang Haoran was considering whether to find another excuse, he suddenly thought of a very important question. His eyes lit up, and the smile on his face became natural once more.
"The clothes you conjure with Demon Power are indeed excellent," Yang Haoran said, "In fact, I can do the same with Spirit Power. But do you know why I don't? " Yang Haoran asked with a smile.
"Why not? " the snake demon asked with a smile, while still fiddling with her clothes, apparently very pleased with the garments she had conjured from Demon Power.
"First, clothes conjured from spiritual energy, once your own spiritual energy is depleted, they will automatically dissipate. Not even your underwear will remain. If you encounter this situation during a fight, you can imagine how 'beautiful' that scene would be."
The snake demon's movements as she fiddled with her clothes paused, and the smile on her face froze.
"Second, there are countless ocular techniques in this world, each possessing different abilities. Before some ocular techniques, these conjured clothes are as good as nothing. Even if you conjured a chastity belt and wore it, it would be no different from air. Think again about how 'beautiful' that scene would be."
"Third—"
Yang Haoran hadn't finished speaking, when he was interrupted by the snake demon. The snake demon took a step back, then covered her chest with both hands. Her smile was gone, and her gaze towards Yang Haoran was filled with wariness.
"Underworld Official Big Brother, everyone in your Underworld Office has Ghost Eyes. Does your Ghost Eye also have this ability?"
Yang Haoran was just getting into his stride when he heard the snake demon's words. He nearly choked. He quickly explained, "You can rest assured, my Ghost Eye absolutely does not have that ability."
"Really? " The snake demon clearly didn't believe him.
"I promise, it's absolutely true. If my Ghost Eye had that ability, I would definitely carry a telescope with me at all times. Look, do you see a telescope hanging around my neck? " Yang Haoran said with a straight face.
Seeing that the snake demon still didn't believe him, Yang Haoran felt a little speechless. Nevertheless, he patiently said, "If my Ghost Eye really had that ability, you would have already been thoroughly seen by me. Since you would have been completely seen by me already, wouldn't covering yourself now be meaningless, wouldn't it?"
"Alright, alright, stop talking. Since I've transformed into human form, I do indeed need some decent clothes. That way I'll look more like a person. Let's go, let's not waste any more time."
The snake demon didn't want to continue the topic. As she spoke, she quickly left the room, and then ran downstairs with a thud-thud-thud.
Watching the snake demon's retreating figure, Yang Haoran let out a sigh of relief. However, he secretly thought, "I should finish this deal quickly, and send her away as soon as possible, to avoid any misunderstandings."
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Yang Haoran also went downstairs, but he walked leisurely, without the snake demon's haste.
"Auntie, who are you? Are you Uncle Yang's friend?"
As soon as Yang Haoran came downstairs, he heard Xiao Kang's voice. His expression subtly changed, and his pace quickened.
The snake demon was a man-eating monster. A child like Xiao Kang would be considered incredibly tender in her eyes. Many monsters particularly favored little ones like him.
Although this was Yang Haoran's home, and the snake demon had a seal planted within her body, he still felt a flicker of worry in his heart.
However, after clearly seeing the situation downstairs, Yang Haoran finally sighed in relief, but it was only a slight relief.
He saw Xiao Kang standing in front of the snake demon, his large eyes filled with innocence. The snake demon, meanwhile, was smiling as she stroked Xiao Kang's head, apparently quite fond of the little fellow.
Yang Haoran didn't relax his guard just because of the scene before him. Many humans also liked small animals, because they looked cute and endearing, and were very much loved. But some people wouldn't spare them simply out of affection; what was meant to be eaten would still be eaten.
Humans were like this, and demons were naturally no exception. Therefore, Yang Haoran remained highly wary of the snake demon.
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