My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1145: Amassing Wealth Is an Innate Talent

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Previously on My Demon Husband Is a Snake...
Yu Longting and Su Wan survive Qingyang's attack. Qing Li reveals herself as Yu Longting's mother and Su Wan's mother-in-law, killing Qingyang and confronting him about his use of a Demon Qi Seed. She explains her own centuries-long sacrifice to contain the Demon Cave, while he cultivated the seed to harm others and avoid punishment in the Immortal Realm. Qingyang attacks again, but Yu Longting severs his limbs and head, sealing them in altars and burying them to suppress his spirit.
"Are you fearful of the eerie sensation in Fengdu?" Yu Longting playfully prodded my nose. I put on a sheepish expression. "I... I'm not afraid of anything in this world, only those... spectral entities." "You needn't remain here. I'm handling matters, so you and Qing Li can return to the sect first." Yu Longting was already so accommodating that he'd immediately satisfy any wish of mine that went against my desires. I gently corrected him, "Call me 'Mother,' not by name." "Ha, I'm truly a henpecked husband now, utterly without freedom," Yu Longting chuckled weakly. Ultimately, I couldn't depart with Qing Li ahead of schedule. Having endured so many partings, I couldn't bear to be separated from Yu Longting once more. Therefore, I summoned my courage and resolved to stay in Fengdu, guarding the Golden Altar and Qingyang alongside Yu Longting in the ancient house for two days. On Fengdu's streets, the realms of gods and ghosts were unpredictable; I was far too apprehensive to venture out alone. The ancient house required constant vigilance as Qingyang could potentially escape with ease. Yu Longting's presence was mandatory at all times, which meant I also remained confined to the ancient house for two days without stepping outside. Before relinquishing our rented lodging, we made our way to the old street to locate the coffin shop. Yu Longting personally engaged with the proprietor, the old master of the shop, negotiating the sale of the coffins and props previously acquired for the shrine, back at half their original price. He then proceeded to create several talismans, offering them for sale at the coffin shop's entrance. Despite the quiet atmosphere at the coffin shop's entryway, the residents of Fengdu City possessed a keen eye for quality merchandise. Swiftly, word spread among the passersby about an accomplished individual selling talismans near Yu Longting's makeshift stall. Of the initial two talismans he crafted, each was sold for three thousand to eager customers. The remaining talismans, meticulously produced by Yu Longting, were all purchased by the old master of the coffin shop. He not only recouped the eighty-eight thousand spent previously but also profited an additional sum of 'several tens of thousands' from the old master. Subsequently, Yu Longting utilized the funds to purchase a vehicle for our return journey to the Snake Sect. The initial intention was to deliver the Golden Altar directly to Old Zhao, as Yu Longting and Old Zhao maintained communication through their established networks. However, Yu Longting harbored concerns about my and Qing Li's solo return to the sect, thus opting to accompany us with the Golden Altar, escorting us all the way back. Traveling by car offered a more stable journey compared to employing the Mysterious Step technique, and it obviated the necessity of utilizing the Daoist Heart. Maintaining a focused spiritual power was sufficient, allowing the car to transport us back without further exertion. "Boss, I hadn't anticipated you'd be so adept at generating income," Qing Li remarked idly, her fingers tracing patterns on the Golden Altar resting on her lap, her eyes half-closed as if lost in contemplation. Yet, it was evident she was still troubled by Qingyang's predicament. Had Qingyang's freedom not posed a risk to Dumpling and Shenshen, she would not have consented to sending Qingyang to Zhao Sihai. Yu Longting's brow furrowed slightly upon hearing Qing Li address him as 'Boss.' "It's an inherited trait; as his son, the accumulation of wealth is a fundamental skill." "I've heard whispers of you possessing an entire treasure vault brimming with gold, silver, and jewels, enough to rival a nation. Is this true?" Qing Li's tone carried a clear undercurrent of mischief. Yu Longting replied with apparent cheerfulness, "Indeed." "Wanwan toils diligently for others, her hands roughened by labor, while you hoard such immense riches without sharing a single coin?" Qing Li voiced her indignation on my behalf, drawing upon her knowledge of my past endeavors. Since the calluses on my hands were undeniable proof, she had questioned me once or twice while in the Abyss, and I had answered her truthfully. Yu Longting let out a laugh, his demeanor unfazed, his tone earnest yet tender: "All that I possess belongs to Wanwan – my being, my vault of treasures, my heart."