How the Demon Fell into the Trap

“You audacious snake demon! How dare you steal my elixir!” The pretty older sister hurled a fireball at me without a word! But I'm a dragon! How did I become a snake? Is it because I'm ugly? Fine, even an ugly dragon is still a dragon. One day, I'll cultivate until I can take human form! “Maiman, I told you to water my immortal herbs. Why are you slacking off again?” “Ah, Master, I... I've watered them all...” “Didn't I tell you that Chiling Grass can't have too much water? Look, you've watered it to death...” Huh? Chiling Grass doesn't like water? I looked at the immortal herb I'd drowned and felt terribly ashamed... “Ah, never mind. Have you finished the writing I assigned you?” At the mention of writing, I immediately lowered my head. I didn't dare tell Master that I'd fallen asleep while writing. Not only had I left the work unfinished, I'd spilled the ink and ruined his most treasured calligraphy copy... I hung my head, miserable and ashamed. I didn't dare look at Master, afraid I'd see that disappointed expression on his face... “Ah... never mind. Go check the back mountain and see whether the Fengyu Tree at the summit has borne fruit. If it has, bring some back.” At the mention of picking fruit, my eyes lit up. I dashed toward the back mountain without even grabbing my basket. Climbing trees to pick fruit and raid birds' nests was what I did best...