Wu Hui thinks the unluckiest thing that ever happened to him was meeting Yan Liujun.
Three hundred years ago, Wu Hui was shedding his skin on Mount Qi. He was on the verge of becoming a Demon God, needing only to shed his skin forty-one times.
But his rotten luck brought him face-to-face with Yan Liujun, an unreasonable brute who not only stopped his transformation but also dragged him up to the heavens and imprisoned him for three hundred years.
During those three hundred years, Wu Hui was kept like a spirit pet, with no freedom.
Worse still, three inches of his scales were ripped off, and his Demon God bones were taken...
In the nightmares that haunted him whenever he woke in the dead of night, his pain always came with the sight of Yan Liujun's face: cold and heartless to the extreme, splattered with Wu Hui's blood...
Wu Hui thought that one day, he would kill Yan Liujun. When that day came, he would strip off his skin and take his bones too!
But Wu Hui never expected that one day, Yan Liujun would actually die!
Thrilled, Wu Hui escaped his cage. The first thing he did was tear down Yan Liujun's palace; the second was destroy the Hundred Herb Garden where he had been imprisoned.
What a delight!
Just as he was living it up, doing whatever he pleased and defying all rules... he suddenly discovered... that there was far more between him and Yan Liujun than those long, painful three hundred years...
Otherwise, why was it that whenever he was tormented by his heat, the one he secretly yearned for in his fevered dreams was always the other man? Why was Yan Liujun's image the only thing filling his mind...
Five hundred years ago, Yan Liujun had kept a little snake, scarcely bigger than an earthworm, with tiny bean-sized eyes that always stared at him without blinking.
Yan Liujun fed him and raised him, little by little.
The little snake was weak and clumsy. He couldn't even shed his skin on his own. He would rub against Yan Liujun for comfort, then cling to him with his little tail, looking aggrieved.
He was always good at begging for affection.
When he grew a little older, the little snake was still innocent and ignorant. He didn't even know how to get through his mating season on his own.
All he knew was the same old routine: clinging to Yan Liujun pitifully.
Yan Liujun sighed. He doted on the little snake far too much, and once again helped him with his own hands, just as he had when the snake was young.
The little snake was raised by Yan Liujun, bit by bit... only to forget him after taking human form.
Yan Liujun had lived a life of fairness and integrity. As a Divine Lord, he never crossed the line, yet for this little snake, he broke every rule.
Even when he died, the little snake was still the one he thought of most.
"The one I can't bear to leave behind is the little snake I raised in the garden. He loves the cool, is picky about food, and has a contrary disposition, but his heart is good. If he makes a mistake in the future, please go easy on him for my sake."
1. A restrained, gentle Divine Lord gong and a free-spirited, unrestrained snake shou
2. Happy ending, mutually in love in secret
3. Starting this novel and not abandoning it!
Theme: Do not be afraid.
