Married the Second Generation Fox Demon with a Baby in a Flash Marriage - Chapter 55

Ye Xinyu’s feelings for Ye Shoutian—evident enough from her previous agonizing struggle—showed that he was her only relative, a bond as deep as the one between Hu Mengmeng and Su Mingli.

Had Hu Mengmeng not been watching closely, she might never have noticed the anomalies between the tortoise and Old Master Ye.

As a long-term contracted demon to a human, the tortoise carried a thick “human aura,” blending Ye Shoutian’s scent with its own demonic energy. Furthermore, the baleful energy radiating from it had been shifting subtly. Ye Xinyu, who had lived with them for so long, noticed nothing, but Hu Mengmeng—in her heightened fox state—was instinctively sensitive. She had been wary of the tortoise from the start to ensure everyone’s safety, and she had discovered several suspicious points.

Hu Mengmeng didn’t know if a Master-Servant contract could be reversed, but the tortoise’s previous claim that Ye Shoutian had been trying to “assimilate” its baleful energy had made her suspicious.

She intentionally entered the room without retracting her bloodline, letting her demonic and baleful energy flare out. Ye Shoutian had sensed her the moment he opened his eyes and reacted as if he already knew her, his gaze filled with pure hatred for a fox demon. This gave Hu Mengmeng a terrible premonition, and she feared her guess might be correct.

“Fight me to the death? Stop pretending in front of me. I’ve dealt with the nature of demons for decades; I know it better than you. You’d better stay away from Xinyu, or I won’t be polite!” Ye Shoutian said. Even lying paralyzed on the bed, he remained imposing and dignified.

“Are you protecting Sister? Do you really think my presence beside her will harm her?” Hu Mengmeng asked, her ears strained for sounds from outside. Ye Xinyu had gone to see off Shen Qingluo and was currently ordering the staff to brew the medicine; she likely wouldn’t be back for a few minutes, giving the old man time to calm down.

“Of course. I am her grandfather, her only relative in this world! The baleful energy on you is too heavy. A demon’s nature never changes; sooner or later, you will ruin her,” Ye Shoutian declared.

“Who is ruining whom? I am Sister’s partner; I would never harm her. But that Old Turtle… it repeatedly demanded that my Sister abort the child and even spoke of refining our baby. I’m asking you: are you Grandpa, or are you the Old Turtle? Don’t lie to me. Even with a Master-Servant contract, memories aren’t supposed to be shared. It goes to sleep, and you wake up—that’s a bit too convenient. I can smell it; you captured Hu Qingqing and another demon, and that’s why your body is so depleted. I’m not some weak demon like Hu Qingqing! If you can’t prove you’re Grandpa, I’ll strike right now and save Sister from any more heartbreak and conflict!” Hu Mengmeng raised her claws again, her demonic energy churning around her.

“You little demon, how dare you!” Ye Shoutian frowned as he saw the sharp nails of her claws emerge, ready to strike.

“What do I have to be afraid of? If you’re just the Old Turtle who wants to eat my child, why should I let you live?!” The red light in Hu Mengmeng’s eyes flared brilliantly, making her look extraordinarily eerie.

“I am, of course, Xinyu’s grandfather! The tortoise and I are in a Master-Servant contract; it cannot devour me so easily. I am no pushover. I might as well tell you: for years, I have been trying to purge the baleful energy from it. After I was poisoned and severely injured, I used a secret technique to attempt to merge our consciousness. I hoped that when I died, I could continue to live within its body and watch over this family. We have already merged significantly. I can move and think through its body; I see what it sees. However, a portion of its consciousness remains unassimilated, and under the influence of the baleful energy, it is still purely demonic. This state is already the result of me neutralizing most of its malice. I despise demons most of all; if I weren’t afraid that Xinyu couldn’t handle the burden alone, I wouldn’t have gone through the trouble of trying to become a tortoise! You’d better not tell Xinyu about this.” Ye Shoutian took a breath and explained, seeing that Hu Mengmeng was truly about to attack.

Hu Mengmeng froze. She had never heard of such a secret technique, but the phenomenon matched exactly what she had sensed.

“The baleful energy on you is so heavy; your temperament is no better than my contracted demon’s. If you truly care for Xinyu, sign a Master-Servant contract and become her servant!” Ye Shoutian added.

From the surface, he couldn’t tell that Hu Mengmeng and Ye Xinyu had already formed a contract, let alone what kind. In his eyes, a six-tailed fox demon with higher cultivation than Ye Xinyu—who had taken her Primal Yin and bewitched her—would never willingly become a servant.

“You say you are still Grandpa, Sister’s most important relative. But then why did you tell her to abort the child? If your consciousness is inside the Old Turtle, and that turtle wants to eat the baby, which part of that is ‘for Sister’s own good’? Is it all the influence of the baleful energy? I have baleful energy too, but I would never eat my own child! That baby is Sister’s life. You want to take her life, yet you still claim it’s for her sake?” Hu Mengmeng challenged.

Ye Shoutian’s demand for her to sign a Master-Servant contract had eased her suspicions slightly; his stance still seemed to be protective of Ye Xinyu. But on the matter of the child, he was too ruthless—he didn’t treat the infant as a human at all!

“What do you know! You aren’t the one who has to give birth!” Ye Shoutian said, looking extremely aggravated. “According to the records, the pregnancy and birth of a half-demon are incredibly dangerous. For centuries, there hasn’t been a single successful case in the records! Not even mentioning how the pregnancy attracts every demon for miles—the Ye family have been demon hunters for generations. Our cultivation specifically suppresses evil; the Ye bloodline and demon blood are naturally incompatible. She could lose her life before the child is even born!”

Hu Mengmeng was stunned by his weak yet furious voice. She finally understood his persistence. He wanted to use his own life to force Ye Xinyu to abort because he wanted to protect her.

“Grandpa… where did you see records saying no hybrid half-demon has been born in centuries? Do you know that within the last twenty years, a half-demon was successfully born not far from Fengcheng?” Hu Mengmeng’s voice softened, losing its sharp edge.

Hu Mengmeng knew too little about half-demons; her memory only contained the gestation process of normal foxes. She had asked Su Mingli, but her mother knew little; most of the work had been done by the fox mother, and Su Mingli couldn’t sense spiritual energy. Since Ye Xinyu got pregnant, her condition had been poor, and her cultivation was dropping. The little one was competing with her for energy and nutrients. Hu Mengmeng had thought they just needed to supplement her more—like her fox mother had done—but now it sounded like there were many unknown dangers.

How was I actually born? Was it just luck? It certainly wasn’t as simple as Su Mingli made it sound.

“Within twenty years? Impossible!” Ye Shoutian didn’t believe her.

“Impossible?” As she spoke, Hu Mengmeng retracted her fox bloodline in front of him, returning to her “girl-next-door” form. “Grandpa, Sister didn’t lie to you. The girl she brought before you back then was me.”

“You…” Ye Shoutian’s eyes widened. He hadn’t expected her to pull back all the demonic and baleful energy so completely, turning into a perfect human with no trace of being a demon.

“Yes. I am that hybrid half-demon. One of my mothers was a normal human with no spiritual energy, and the other was a fox demon,” Hu Mengmeng said.

“How have I never heard of this? I didn’t even sense it! I don’t believe you! Are you using an illusion?!”

“Do you think there is an illusion this sophisticated? You can let your contracted demon sense me,” Hu Mengmeng challenged.

Ye Shoutian closed his eyes and shifted his consciousness to the tortoise. The tortoise slowly opened its eyes and looked at Hu Mengmeng.

“It’s true! You are actually a hybrid!” The tortoise confirmed the fact after watching Hu Mengmeng toggle her bloodline again.

Matters of the demon world—especially the birth of a hybrid—usually spread quickly. The aura of a hybrid fetus can be smelled by demons from miles away. Demon hunters are well-informed; if it happened near Fengcheng, someone should have known. It couldn’t understand how it had remained ignorant of this news.

“Whether you believe it or not, it happened. I am standing right in front of you. This proves there is a chance of success. Grandpa, I beg of you, don’t make things difficult for Sister anymore! If there is even a single trace of danger to her life during the pregnancy or birth, I will choose to save her over the child! I have already formed a Master-Servant contract with her! I will live and die with her!” Hu Mengmeng suddenly dropped to her knees.

The baleful energy in the tortoise’s eyes churned, its gaze shifting.

As Ye Xinyu’s footsteps approached from outside, Hu Mengmeng retracted her bloodline and stood up. The tortoise went back to its “sleep,” and Ye Shoutian opened his eyes. Ye Xinyu entered with the medicine and saw Hu Mengmeng there.

“Sister, I spoke with Grandpa and pleaded with him. Grandpa said he only wanted you to abort because he was afraid for your safety. I promised Grandpa I would protect you. Let me feed Grandpa his medicine.” Hu Mengmeng took the bowl from Ye Xinyu’s hand and moved toward the bed.

“Grandpa… you… you aren’t angry anymore?” Ye Xinyu stepped closer.

“Hmph!” Ye Shoutian didn’t say anything and turned his head away, but he looked slightly better than before. Hu Mengmeng helped him sit up and lean against the pillows.

“Grandpa, you still have to drink the medicine. Otherwise, your body will hurt, and Sister will be sad too,” Hu Mengmeng said, bringing the bowl to his lips. Ye Shoutian maintained a sour face but drank the medicine without further protest.

After finishing, he kicked them both out.

Hu Mengmeng felt that Ye Shoutian had softened a bit, though the members of the Ye family seemed to be naturally cold and awkward; he wouldn’t admit he wasn’t angry anymore, and he wouldn’t get over it that quickly. However, as long as he stopped saying those heartbreaking things to Ye Xinyu, it was progress. The rest would have to come slowly.