My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1144: Sacrificing Oneself for the Mountains and Rivers

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Previously on My Demon Husband Is a Snake...
Qing Li reveals her method of trapping her enemies' souls to prevent reincarnation. Qingyang, eager for revenge, heads to confront their souls but falls into a trap set by Qing Li, becoming imprisoned himself.
"Yu Longting, Su Wan!! You’re still alive?" Qingyang’s expression shifted as if he had ingested a thousand live flies. Yu Longting drew the Black Gold Longsword from his sleeve and, with a swift motion, decapitated Qingyang, placing the head into the foul-smelling Golden Altar. "Even if you were reduced to ashes, neither my wife nor I would perish. What a foolish dream, to still harbor thoughts of killing us." "Why? Sister, you are aiding outsiders in killing me, your own younger brother. Have they threatened or kidnapped you?" Despite Qingyang's cultivation to Physical Sanctification and his esteemed position in the Immortal Class, he was no ordinary individual. Even with his head severed, his voice persisted, his eyes burning with fury. Qing Li gently touched my forehead, her gaze falling upon the head in the altar as if I were an imbecile. "Tsk, who are the outsiders? Yu Longting is my own son, Wanwan is my daughter-in-law, and Yu Qingxiao is my husband. You have repeatedly attempted to assassinate my son and kill my grandson; who else would I deal with if not you?!" "Wha... what??" Qingyang was utterly dumbfounded. Qing Li seized Qingyang’s Taoist robe collar and interrogated him, "I never disclosed these matters to you, so your ignorance is somewhat understandable. But why do you possess a Demon Qi Seed? Are you afraid of facing repercussions in the Immortal Realm and becoming a fugitive?" "How... how did you know about my Demon Qi Seed? Could that brat Yu Longting have told you?" Qingyang retorted with indignation. Qing Li’s expression soured, and she let out a low, cold laugh. "Your sister endured 306 lifetimes of sacrifice to the mountains and rivers, just to merge the Demon Cave within herself and transform it into a mundane cavern. Yet, my own brother, you toyed with the Demon Qi Seed, reaching the level of a master. While you might have hesitated to practice Demonic Qi yourself, you deliberately researched the Demon Qi Seed to inflict harm, didn't you?" "Grandmother, you... you once..." My voice suddenly faltered, my hand instinctively clutching my throat, my heart aching intensely. I knew she had merged with the Demon Cave, but hearing Qing Li recount her self-sacrificing journey firsthand caused my blood to surge backward, rendering me breathless. Qing Li, lacking the energy for further explanation, spoke with eyes like solidifying ice, glistening with moisture. "You remained here, eschewing the Immortal Realm not merely for the allure of freedom, but also out of fear of discovery by those above for privately condensing the Demon Qi Seed—a heinous crime punishable by the utter annihilation of your Three Souls and Seven Spirits." "Sister, I... I merely utilized the residual Demonic Qi present in the mortal world to condense a few seeds, nothing more," Qingyang, now adorned in white hair, erupted like fireworks from the altar. He also seemed to be employing the Forbidden Woman Witchcraft, his errant hair lashing out towards Qing Li’s slender, pale neck. Qing Li’s eyes instantly turned to dust; she made no move to defend herself, nor did she utter another word. She simply positioned herself behind Yu Longting, quietly awaiting her son’s protection. With a mere flick of the Black Gold Longsword, the white hair was severed, cascading back into the altar. Yu Longting retrieved the nearby lid for the Golden Altar and secured it directly, adding a bloodstained weight on top for good measure. This weight symbolized the world's fairness and justice, the righteous spirit of the mountains and rivers. With the weight’s placement, the head within the altar fell silent. Qingyang’s headless body still writhed, attempting to escape. Yu Longting casually severed its limbs and sealed them within two additional altars. Subsequently, he and I dug a pit to inter the sealed remains within the room. "We must bury them thus for two days, allowing the natural deadly energy beneath the earth to seal him, ensuring his quietude for a time." After interring the Golden Altar, Yu Longting’s gaze drifted towards the sky, which was already tinged with the gray hues of dawn. I blinked at Yu Longting, querying, "So, this means we must stand guard over his spirit here for two days?"