My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1177: Good Girl, I’ll Buy You 100 Phones

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Previously on My Demon Husband Is a Snake...
Piao Changji and his followers have been defeated, leaving the Demon City cleansed but eerily quiet. To help their companions escape, the protagonist receives the Colored Glaze Immortal Vase from Yu Longting, which has been temporarily transformed into a portal.
"Alright then, I’m going in." Xiao Li leaped into the bottle with excitement and vanished in the blink of an eye. Next, I instructed Wuyue to follow suit. Wuyue pursed her lips and jumped in. However, the subsequent events did not unfold as smoothly. The women bound to the stakes for burial, with the exception of those adorned in red wedding gowns who had only just arrived, departed obediently. The remainder of them nearly refused to leave. Some harbored a fear of Piao Changji retaliating if he were to revive. Others were so thoroughly brainwashed that they had forgotten their identities and past memories, believing themselves to be inhabitants of the painted world. It is plausible that individuals subjected to prolonged abuse gradually lose their sanity, and their memories begin to erode. The pronouncements of the tormentor are embraced as the absolute truth. A considerable number of these women were so deeply indoctrinated that they asserted their claims with unwavering certainty. They proclaimed themselves to be daughters of affluent families from the city, having grown up within its confines since childhood. I was nearly convinced until I casually examined their forearms. Each bore the distinct scar of a BCG vaccination, irrefutable evidence of their origins as innocent girls from the outside world. Unfortunately, my skills in psychological counseling are lacking, and after a lengthy conversation, I managed to persuade no one. Yu Longting decided to escort them out, each one individually. Observing my bewilderment, he lowered his head and bestowed a swift, gentle kiss upon my lips. "Wife, our turn has arrived. Although Zhao Sihai's restrictions within the residence have been lifted and it is now safe for ordinary individuals to remain, we are still situated deep within the mountains, and someone must guide them to safety." "Wait, there are still young men abducted from outside the city," I reminded Yu Longting, tugging at his sleeve. Yu Longting tilted his head, casting a sideways glance at me. "Piao Changji's clones are likely beyond these walls. He probably abducted people from various time periods, wouldn't you agree?" "More or less, so does that imply many within the city are native-born?" Even though I felt a profound pity for those trapped within the painting, I considered that upon their release into a new world, they might struggle to adapt, which is also quite tragic. Furthermore, our perception is that they exist solely within the confines of the painting. Trapped within a confined space, akin to a frog in a well, unable to find their way back home. Yet, who can truly say? Perhaps we outsiders are also merely living within another, larger painting. Yu Longting nodded, his expression thoughtful. "There are several thousand individuals. Recording each one and ensuring their future welfare - such a thankless endeavor, why concern ourselves with it? Everyone faces their own destiny, wouldn't you agree?" "You are correct. I shall follow my husband; your word is my command," I replied obediently. The fate of the individuals within the painting was thus irrevocably decided. Should the painting meet its destruction one day, they too would inevitably face annihilation. But then again, among us in this world, who does not live a life akin to ants? All of us are subject to the whims of fate. Yu Longting took a step forward, and I gently pulled him back once more. He inquired, "Have you reconsidered?" "Piao Changji's inner core!!" I declared with earnestness. And so, we located Piao Changji's deceased body, extracted the earthen turtle treasure inner core from his remains, and only then did we depart from the painted world. Immediately upon our exit, I observed dozens of women bound tightly with rope in the attic, utterly immobilized. The women, upon recognizing me and Yu Longting, widened their eyes in sheer panic and despair. Meanwhile, the culprits, Xiao Li and Wuyue, were nonchalantly seated in a corner, engrossed in their mobile phones. Wuyue was occupied with a fruit-slicing game on Xiao Li's device, while Xiao Li watched him play, occasionally expressing awe at the swiftness of his finger movements. It was the first time I had witnessed Wuyue displaying such closeness to someone. "Since when did the two of you become so amicable?" "I am the patriarch of the Living Dead, aiding in a marriage proposal; I am this young girl's elder. Have you forgotten?" Wuyue remarked, his finger delicately tapping the phone screen. The screen, despite being protected by tempered glass, fractured and shattered from within. Xiao Li stood frozen, letting out a wail. "Hey, Brother Chenn bought this phone for me. It's brand new." "Fear not, I shall procure a hundred more for you," Wuyue assured her, patting Xiao Li's head. Xiao Li seemed unfazed and looked up at Wuyue with gratitude. "A hundred is unnecessary; ten will suffice." "Human Snake, do you intend to shadow us perpetually? An additional companion is hardly a burden," Yu Longting commented casually, settling himself into a chair opposite them.