After getting pregnant with a golden dragon cub, the fake daughter A blew up the entire interstellar

Chapter 538 The fastest way to cultivate is through evil cultivation; who wouldn't want to eat a few great demons to replenish their strength?
Chongming looked at her, who was thinking about eating the Demon Princess and Yun Yujing: "Is the immortal dew I gave you not as good as those two demons?"

Jiang Chacha corrected without thinking, "They're different. Immortal dew is immortal dew, and fertilizer is fertilizer. Besides, they provoked me and had designs on me first, not me. I'm just giving them a taste of their own medicine. The main purpose is to tell the Three Realms that there are no cowards among our demon race!"

Both demons and monsters know that it is much faster for evil cultivators to kill others and take them for themselves than to cultivate diligently day by day.

They didn't go around looting, partly out of restraint, and partly because every family has a few old men, and they were afraid that killing the younger ones would provoke the old men to fight back and kill them.

However, if someone provokes you first, you can retaliate in kind and be in the right. If you provoke someone else's elders, you can also invite your own elders to join in!

Chongming agreed with her: "The demon race is indeed without any cowards. It's just that you want to eat the second princess of the demon realm, but you probably can't. Eating Yun Yujing, on the other hand, is possible."

Jiang Chacha's eyes lit up: "You think eating Yun Yujing is okay?"

Chongming replied, "Unsurprisingly, he can't keep up the act anymore. He's threatening humanity and refusing to cooperate. You can kill him and eat him while you're at it."

"But there's one thing you need to know clearly: you're not the only one eyeing Yun Yujing. Zun Yin is sealed by him, with a sealing sword stuck in her heart. She's unhappy about it and is sending demons everywhere to hunt him down, hoping to devour her own kind!"

Jiang Chacha's eyes shone like stars as she rubbed her hands together, eager to see who was more skilled and faster!

Chongming corrected him: "It's not just about who is more skilled and faster, but also about whether Yun Yujing will make mistakes."

“If he doesn’t make a mistake, according to the Three Realms Agreement, none of you can touch him. In fact, the Three Realms Special Office of the Great Dao will recruit him into its staff in order to expand its scale.”

Jiang Chacha nodded and said, "I understand. I hope he will stick to his principles and not make any mistakes, so as to avoid a fight between Zun Yin and me. Now let's deal with Jiang Xiaocao and Ou Ke's matter first."

Chongming agreed and followed Jiang Xiaocao invisibly with Jiang Chacha.

Jiang Xiaocao ran nonstop all the way home, and when she got back, her mouth was agape, her chest heaving, and she went into the bedroom, pulling out a large, old-looking wooden box from under the bed.

She stared at the large wooden box for a long time before opening it. Inside the box was a snow-white sheepskin mat with two carved wooden figures on it. One figure looked exactly like Ouk, while the other was pitch black, with only the patterns on the carving visible.

Jiang Chacha appeared beside Jiang Xiaocao: "The art of witchcraft, also known as sorcery, Jiang Xiaocao, do you know sorcery?"

The art of cursing is a traditional folk witchcraft in ancient China. It can bring prosperity to livestock, peace to homes, fulfillment of wishes, peace and joy, and exorcise evil spirits and harm. It can also curse a person to die a terrible death, be torn apart by five horses, or be unable to obtain their loved ones.

Jiang Xiaocao picked up the small wooden figurine that looked just like Ouk, hugged it to her chest, and said in a choked voice, "I did not use any witchcraft. My family has worshipped Lord Hei for generations. Lord Hei has blessed my family with many children and grandchildren, prosperous descendants, wealth and honor, and good health and peace."

“My husband, Oak, is tall and handsome, a good student, and ambitious. He was my college classmate. It’s just that his family is poor, and my parents have always been against me being with him.”

"But I believe in him. I believe his poverty is temporary. I believe that with his hard work and intelligence, he will definitely be able to make money, buy me a house and a car, support me, and make my parents look at me with new eyes."

“But I believed it was no use. My parents didn’t want me to marry him. They disapproved of him. I loved him. For him, I broke with my parents and secretly registered my marriage with him using my ID card.”

"When my parents found out, they were furious and beat me, kicked me out, and said they wouldn't help me or him in any way."

“I don’t think it’s a problem. Oak is smart and capable. Even without their help, Oak will still give me everything I want.”

“I stayed with Ouke in a rented room of about 20 square meters. He went to work, and I cleaned the house and made it very cozy.”

“In our second-tier city in J province, Ouke earns seven or eight thousand yuan a month. We eat, drink, have fun, and save some money. We are very happy every day.”

"It's a pity, it's a pity that Oak got into a car accident and went to the emergency room. The doctor said that even if he is saved, he will become a vegetable and will not be like a normal person."

“I love him, I’m not reconciled, so I secretly went home, stole the Black God that my family worshipped, and made a deal with the Black God, selling my soul and body, hoping that the Black God could bless me to earn 200 to 1000 yuan a day, enough to support Oak, and bless Oak to wake up in the emergency room like a normal person, able to jump, drink, and walk!”

"The Black Lord promised me that someone called me during Oak's rescue and asked me to go to work."

“I’ve never worked before, I’ve never earned money before. The first time, the first day, I earned 500 yuan.”

“Oak was also brought back from the emergency room. The 500 yuan I earned just covered his medical expenses. He woke up and began to recover miraculously, visibly.”

"But...but, after he recovered, his personality changed drastically. He was no longer as ambitious, caring, or loving as before."

Jiang Chacha squatted down and reached out to take the Black Master from the large wooden box. As soon as her hand touched the Black Master, it emitted a burst of fire.

Ignoring the firelight, she grabbed the Black Lord and pulled him out of the box.

The dark wooden carving of the Black Master is at least several hundred to a thousand years old. Apart from the patterns and designs, it is perfectly preserved and looks brand new.

Jiang Chacha fiddled with the wooden carving known as "Lord Black": "Besides not caring about you and not being ambitious, he also hits you and scolds you?"

Jiang Xiaocao's eyes were crying, but her mouth was smiling: "Yes, he's like a different person. It's become commonplace for him to scold and beat me. We also moved from a small one-bedroom apartment of about 20 square meters to this almost deserted house."

“I go out to earn money every day, while he lies at home. He used to be such a clean person, but now he doesn’t wash his face or brush his teeth. He lies down from morning till night until I come back with my money and then goes out to have fun.”

“I begged him, I told him about our past, our love story. He called me a slut, he said I shouldn’t have run away with him and married him, that I owed him money and that I should earn money for him to spend. He hit me and cursed me, that I deserved it.”

The wooden carving that Jiang Xiaocao called "Master Black" was the hiding place of the demon, but the demon is not currently on this black wooden carving.

Jiang Chacha looked at Jiang Xiaocao, who was in tears and in great pain, and asked, "Have you never thought about divorcing him and separating from him?"

Jiang Xiaocao's eyes flashed with resentment, and her voice suddenly rose: "I don't want to divorce him, I don't want to separate from him."

“My parents didn’t agree to my marriage with him, but I secretly got a marriage certificate with him. I told my parents, ‘Don’t underestimate a young man’s potential. I will marry him and I will not regret it. Even if I have to beg for food with him in the future, I will not beg until I reach my doorstep.’”

She didn't want to divorce him, she didn't want to separate from him; she had placed all her bets on him.

He also promised to make her happy, to achieve something great, and to return home with her so that her parents would be impressed.

His beatings and scoldings towards her and his lack of ambition are just aftereffects of the car accident. He'll come to his senses over time, and they can go back to the way things were.

If he could go back to how he used to earn, 8000 a month, she could earn 6000 to 30000 a month. Together, they could earn an average of 20,000 to 30,000 a month. Although it wouldn't be as much as her family's daily meal of yellow croaker, it would still be better than 90% of ordinary people.

Jiang Chacha tossed the black-clad man into the box and asked, "How long has it been since he was in the car accident?"

Jiang Xiaocao replied, "One year and three months!" Jiang Chacha mocked, "He beat and scolded you, spent your money for one year and three months, and you didn't want to divorce him, didn't want to go home for help, thought it was a sequela of the car accident, and hoped that one day he would recover?"

Jiang Xiaocao said firmly, "He will definitely recover."

Jiang Chacha laughed out loud: "Are you sure he can recover, or is this just wishful thinking on your part?"

Jiang Xiaocao's grip on the wooden carving tightened suddenly, and her resolute voice softened slightly: "He will definitely recover..."

Jiang Chacha laughed a little louder: "No, he can't recover."

Jiang Xiaocao retorted sharply, "Impossible..."

Jiang Chacha interrupted her: "Why is it impossible? The Black Lord who made the agreement with you is currently on him. He is being controlled by the Black Lord."

Jiang Xiaocao was taken aback, but then her eyes lit up with immense joy: "Miss Jiang Chacha, are you saying that my husband became like this not because of the aftereffects of the car accident, but because of Master Hei?"

"If I just get rid of that black man from my husband, will he be as ambitious as before and cherish me like a treasure?"

Jiang Chacha's eyes flashed, and she turned to look at Chongming, who was hiding his figure.

Chongming shook his head at her. Facts are facts. Don't use deceptive words to give people hope only to disappoint them.

Jiang Chacha replied to Jiang Xiaocao, "To be specific, I still need to get in touch with your husband."

Jiang Xiaocao, as if grasping at a lifeline, hurriedly said to Jiang Chacha, "Miss Jiang Chacha, I'll go and call my husband back. Please examine him. If it's the Black Lord possessing him and causing his personality to change drastically, please help drive the Black Lord away and return my husband to me."

That's great, that's great! She now knows that her husband loves her, and that there's a reason for his drastic change in temperament.

Once her husband recovers, her suffering will be over, and they can love each other again as before, working together to make their lives better.

Jiang Chacha was about to speak to remind her, but Jiang Xiaocao stopped her from opening her mouth at all: "Miss Jiang Chacha, wait for me, wait for me here, I'll go call him now, I'll be back soon."

Jiang Xiaocao was afraid that Jiang Chacha wouldn't wait for her. After finishing her sentence, without waiting for her reply, she grabbed the small wooden figurine of Ouke and ran out quickly.

About half an hour later, Ou Ke's voice, cursing Jiang Xiaocao, came from outside: "You useless piece of trash, you only give me a few hundred yuan a day, and when I go out for a massage to relax, you call me back."

"Why did you call me back? Did your parents, who were against our marriage, finally see how good I am and realize I'm an outstanding person, and now they're willing to let you be with me?"

Jiang Xiaocao wanted him to go home quickly so she could meet Jiang Chacha, so she said in a flattering tone, "Come home with me first. There are people waiting for you at home. You'll see when you get there."

Oak scoffed dismissively: "Such a secretive way. If I see someone I don't like, I'll beat you to death."

Jiang Xiaocao immediately assured her, "I guarantee you'll be satisfied when you see her. Hurry up and go, don't keep her waiting."

Ouke's massage was interrupted, and he was extremely aroused. Jiang Xiaocao had to drag him back and lure him with money before he finally returned.

He was physically abusive and rude the whole way, never saying a kind word, and his hands and feet never stopped moving.

When he went upstairs, he saw the stunningly beautiful Jiang Chacha, and his eyes lit up with a lewd gleam: "Jiang Xiaocao, is this your relative? You have such a beautiful relative? Why didn't you tell me before?"

Jiang Xiaocao nervously introduced, "This is my friend, Miss Jiang Chacha."

"Jiang Chacha is a nice name." Ouke immediately praised her, extending his hand to Jiang Chacha: "Hello, Miss Jiang Chacha, my name is Ouke, I am the husband of your relative Jiang Xiaocao, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Jiang Chacha grasped Ou Ke's hand, her gaze passing over him to Jiang Xiaocao: "Jiang Xiaocao, do you want your husband to go back to the way he was before?"

Jiang Xiaocao nodded hurriedly: "Yes!"

Jiang Chacha responded crisply, "Okay, you wait."

As she finished speaking, a click sounded.

Jiang Chacha broke Ouke's hand bone with her grip, making a cracking sound.

"what!"

Oak let out a bloodcurdling scream, which echoed deafeningly in the pitch-black night.

Jiang Xiaocao said nervously, "Miss Jiang Chacha..."

"Shh!"

Yun Yujing appeared and gestured for Jiang Xiaocao to be quiet.

Jiang Xiaocao's expression changed drastically when she saw the person who suddenly appeared. Her heart pounded, and she finally realized that Jiang Chacha was a special agent from the Three Realms.

Jiang Chacha held Ou Ke's broken hand and asked him lightly, "Why did you lie to Jiang Xiaocao?"

Ouk was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely and his face was deathly pale. He opened his mouth but stubbornly insisted, "What did you say? I don't understand?"

Jiang Chacha smirked: "I can break your hand bones with just a little force, and I can break your leg bones in the next moment."

"I'll ask you one more time, why did you lie to Jiang Xiaocao?"

"I don't know what you're talking about..."

"Crack! Crack!"

Two sounds of breaking shinbones rang out simultaneously.

Before Oak could finish speaking, he was cut off abruptly and fell to the ground with a thud. His hands and legs ached, but he couldn't faint.

He was in so much pain that he was covered in cold sweat, and he cursed Jiang Xiaocao: "Jiang Xiaocao, you cheap goods that cost me nothing, I've slept with you until you're worn out, and you still dare to have someone break my hand bones and my legs?"