Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool

Chapter 350: Chapter 198: Su Liyan’s Daughter Underwent Atavism

Bengbeng didn’t hear what her mommy was saying. ’What do Grandpa Hei and Grandpa Ghost have to do with a little baby girl like me?’

Bengbeng’s eyes were fixed on the Ghost-faced White Monkey, who wasn’t much taller than her. Waving her arms playfully, she toddled toward him.

Seeing this, the Ghost-faced White Monkey thought Bengbeng wanted to play and proactively bent down.

Quick as a flash, Bengbeng grabbed the white monkey’s face and giggled. "Nice, fun Grandpa Monkey!"

Bengbeng’s action drew a number of strange laughs from the Xingzi in the surrounding woods.

The Ghost-faced White Monkey had a good temper, dotingly letting Bengbeng romp around him and allowing her to manhandle his ghost-like face.

Seeing Bengbeng having fun, Su Liyan left her to it.

Su Liyan took the Storage Box her husband had given her from her robes and called out to the surroundings, "This is the food your father prepared for everyone."

As soon as she finished speaking, a series of rustles came from the woods, and ripples spread across the reservoir.

Su Liyan leaped into the air, holding the Storage Box in her palm. She recited the Mantra her husband had taught her and turned the Storage Box upside down.

The enormous carcass of an Ancient Poison Scorpion appeared on the reservoir dam.

Then, Su Liyan landed steadily on the ground.

"Whoa! What a treasure!" The Black Mountain Demon’s eyes lit up at the sight.

Many Xingzi in the woods and the reservoir began to stir restlessly. They were all connoisseurs who recognized a good thing and wanted to be the first to carve up the Ancient Poison Scorpion’s carcass.

To these Xingzi, the corpse of the Ten Thousand Poison Scorpion was a great tonic, highly beneficial to their cultivation.

The last time, Lu Yuan had brought them the carcass of the Long Snake. After eating it, the Xingzi’s cultivation levels had all improved significantly.

A two-legged, human-faced goat spoke up, "It would be rude to refuse. How has the old matriarch been recently?"

Su Liyan said, "My mother just returned to the village today. In a few days, when she has time, she’ll come see you all."

The white monkey, his face aching from being pinched, said, "No, no, let the old matriarch tend to her business! She doesn’t need to come see us."

The white monkey was a little intimidated by the authority of Su Liyan’s mother. Whenever he got into trouble, the old matriarch would hold him tight and spank his monkey bottom.

Su Liyan squatted down and said to her daughter, "Bengbeng, let’s go home. We shouldn’t disturb everyone while they’re eating."

The surrounding Xingzi that hadn’t yet shown themselves were already in an uproar. The only reason they hadn’t rushed forward to fight over the carcass was that Bengbeng was too little. They were afraid the scene would become too bloody and have a bad psychological effect on the child.

But Bengbeng was just a baby of four or five months.

Bengbeng was barely half a year old. Although she could talk and walk, she was still just a child and didn’t understand any of this.

Unlike some "people" who, at over thirteen, still use their status as minors to commit heinous acts without restraint. They deserve to be punished!

Caught up in the fun, Bengbeng shook her head and said, "No! I want to play with Grandpa Monkey!"

Su Liyan was at a loss. She looked at the white monkey and said, "How about you play a little longer?"

The Ghost-faced White Monkey could sense the other Xingzi were drooling over the Ancient Poison Scorpion. He said, "Um, how about I take the little treasure for a walk somewhere else? And, uh, Old Demon, tell everyone to save a few bites for us, will ya?"

"You got it!" the Black Mountain Demon replied.

The Ghost-faced White Monkey said to Bengbeng, "Do you want Grandpa Monkey to take you somewhere else to play?"

"Yes!"

"Up we go!"

The Ghost-faced White Monkey scooped up Bengbeng and leaped several dozen feet into the air, away from the area.

Soaring through the air, Bengbeng wasn’t the least bit scared—she had plenty of courage. She yelled happily, "This is fun! This is fun!"

Su Liyan watched the Ghost-faced White Monkey leap away and felt reassured, not worried that Bengbeng would be kidnapped.

In a matter of seconds, the Ghost-faced White Monkey had carried Bengbeng far away.

Countless Xingzi from the reservoir and the woods revealed themselves. The spot where Su Liyan stood was enveloped in a thick fog, so dense you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face.

If any villagers passed by, they wouldn’t be able to see what was happening.

This was because too many Xingzi had appeared. Their auras were so heavy that the dense fog formed naturally.

The Xingzi, large and small, first acknowledged Su Liyan before scrambling to pounce on the Ancient Poison Scorpion’s carcass.

"Hey! Don’t shove!"

"This part’s mine!"

"Save a claw for me!"

The Xingzi descended into a chaotic scramble. Some pawed chunks of meat toward themselves, while others directly bit off a large piece and ran off.

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Seeing this, the Black Mountain Demon, with five hundred years of cultivation, also joined the fray. There were a great many Xingzi with over five hundred years of cultivation, and none would yield to another.

However, this Black Mountain Demon was a bit more Close with the old matriarch. He was a smooth-talker and always the first to appear whenever something was happening.

In a moment’s time, the Ancient Poison Scorpion’s carcass was completely divided up.

The Ghost-faced White Monkey took Bengbeng on a tour of the nearby area. By the time they returned, only two or three pounds of meat were left.

The Ghost-faced White Monkey chuckled. "Old Demon, you’re a decent fellow after all. Knew to save some for me. I’m heading off now."

With that, the Ghost-faced White Monkey snatched up his share of the meat and darted into the woods.

Su Liyan took Bengbeng’s hand. The thick fog had not yet completely dissipated.

Bengbeng felt a little unwell inside, but she didn’t know how to describe it. She just tugged on her mother’s hand and said, "Mommy, I don’t feel good!"

Su Liyan was startled. Bengbeng’s constitution was excellent, far beyond that of an ordinary person. How could she possibly get sick?

She had never heard of anyone from the Half-demon Race getting sick!

’Then there’s another possibility. Bengbeng isn’t from the Half-demon Race—she’s an ordinary person!’

’Only ordinary people experience aging, sickness, and death!’

Su Liyan knelt and checked Bengbeng’s body. She could feel something strange about her daughter, an indescribable yet incredibly familiar sensation.

Su Liyan asked worriedly, "Sweetheart, where does it feel uncomfortable?"

"Mommy, my tummy!" Bengbeng pointed to her lower abdomen.

"Does your tummy hurt?" Su Liyan had never been sick herself, so she didn’t know what was happening.

Su Liyan started to panic. It was her first time being a mother, and she had no experience. With her own mother not around, she was at a complete loss.

Su Liyan thought about picking Bengbeng up and taking her home to let her mother see what was wrong.

Before Su Liyan could pick her up, Bengbeng cried out.

The cry wasn’t loud, but it was incredibly piercing.

The crowd of Xingzi didn’t dare to move forward, unsure of what was happening.

The surrounding dense fog began to gather around Bengbeng, growing thicker and more concentrated.

This thick mass of white fog obscured Bengbeng’s body.

Suddenly!

A small, seven-colored snake tail abruptly appeared behind Bengbeng, whipping back and forth uncontrollably.

At that moment, Bengbeng still didn’t know what was happening. Su Liyan was so shocked she sat down hard on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

The scene unfolding before them didn’t just astound Su Liyan.

The hidden Xingzi in the surroundings went completely silent. Some even began to tremble uncontrollably.

Yunyun wasn’t around either. That morning, she had been in the same carriage as Su Liyan and her daughter, but in the afternoon she had run off somewhere.

Su Liyan rubbed her eyes, still unable to believe what she was seeing. ’My daughter is actually undergoing atavism!’ she thought.

Yes, it was truly atavism, and in a baby not even six months old.

This was far, far earlier than when she herself had gone through it.

Bengbeng just felt uncomfortable all over. The lower half of her body was incredibly itchy, and she wanted to scratch it with her hands.

Su Liyan quickly grabbed Bengbeng’s hands, stopping her from scratching.

The new snakeskin was still very tender, and Bengbeng didn’t know her own strength.

If she started scratching, flakes of snakeskin would go flying everywhere!

Seeing her hands held by her mommy, Bengbeng said, "Mom, I don’t feel good!"

Su Liyan comforted her, "Good girl, just bear with it for a little while!"

Su Liyan could only rely on her own memories from her first atavism. She did her best to soothe her daughter while dealing with the unexpected situation.

Bengbeng whimpered a few times. Seeing the dense fog swirling around her, she tried to look down to see what was happening to the lower half of her body.

Su Liyan was afraid that Bengbeng would see her own snake tail and scare herself.

Sitting on the ground, Su Liyan quickly pulled Bengbeng into her arms, patting her back comfortingly.

"Bengbeng, it’s okay. Mommy’s here!"