Ways to handle this little demon

Yang Zhiqiang already had his eyes closed, ready to face his own death. Just in the next second, Ming Zixin's grip on his neck grew extremely tightened, making him grimace both from pain and suffocation. It seemed like he was going to get a quick death though.

Right now, there's almost nothing for Yang Zhiqiang to feel attached even if he was going to die right in the next second. Yang Zhiqiang was not sure whether his dad would even bother to shed tears for him after he died. His elder sis would cry for sure but maybe only fake tears. As to his eldest brother, he might be both angered and sad. But, as a young general, his brother was naturally good at controlling his emotions. He'll be fine just in a few days.

But, as for his little Xiang....would he really be fine? Despite possessing such a pretty body with silvery scales, his little demonic beast was so troublesome and naughty. It wouldn't be that easy for his little snake to find a new master after he died. 

Right now they were in Tian Forest. Yang Zhiqiang was not even sure if his little Xiang would be able to survive just by itself after his death. He really was such a brainess owner to bring his little Xiang to such a remote place, wasn't he? Even if it was in imperial city, it would still be possible for his little Xiang to survive. But here, in Tian forest, under the danger of several high-level demonic beasts, his little Xiang, which had no ability other than understanding human language.....would he really be okay just like that?

As Yang Zhiqiang's mind was filled with all those questions, the grip of Ming Zixin on his neck also grew really tight. Though it was going to be a quick death, the pain was so brutal. Just as Yang Zhiqiang thought he really was dying, the tight grip on his neck was suddenly loosened. 

"Argh!"

Ming Zixin gasped lightly due to pain. Looking down now, the prince could see two small puncture wounds on his wrist. A mild yet stinging pain lingered there for a while . That damn snake was so fast and mischievous. Even he himself failed to sense its presence on the young cultivator's body. He was even thinking this youth had some guts to dare to die in his hand just like that. But it turned out he had a hidden alive weapon on his body. With mild irritation, Ming Zixing reached out to grab the little white snake on Yang Zhiqiang's shoulder.

Yang Zhiqiang was confused for a moment as to why Ming Zixin chose to spare him. After the tight grip was let loose from his neck, Yang Zhiqiang huffed and puffed frantically. He wanted to reach out and touch reddish bruises on his neck. But his hands were restrained in giant rocks. With a grimace, Yang Zhiqiang raised his head to look at Ming Zixin only to see his little Xiang in the the prince's grip. 

"You dare to bite me.....How dare you! You must be seeking for a real death wish. 

This is your hidden weapon, huh? It's such a quick demonic beast. But this snake didn't even seem to be venomous like an average one."

The little white snake in his hand constantly kept hissing at Ming Zixin. It constantly tried to escape. But since the prince was holding it so tight by the neck, the little snake couldn't make his escape no matter what. Despite being a demonic beast, it was small and frustratingly fragile at the same time. Right now, the irritated prince was choking it so hard. And it really was so painful to bear with its little body. If only snakes could cry, by now, its eyes should have been brimming with tears already. 

" No!....Don't!!...Don't you dare touch my baby!.....Let him go right away otherwise I'm gonna..."

" What are you gonna do? You can't even free yourself from there. You talk too big.

By the way, this is your baby?....you didn't even act that panic when your own life was in danger. But now, you're almost crying. Should I let this your baby suffer a bit more?"

Seeing the young man went frozen at his words, Ming Zixin let out a smirk. It seemed like he finally found this youth's weakness. The prince even found it hard to believe how this young brat was calling such a useless demonic beast his baby. He had heard some cultivators raising spirit gathering demonic beasts to enhance their own cultivation.

But the hissing snake in his clutch didn't even seem to be from such a species. Other than wriggling, this good-for-nothing snake couldn't even fight him back at all. Wasn't this just a crappy snake which had nothing but its beautiful body? Who would have thought such a crappy beast would be this young cultivator's weakness?

"How dare you hurt my baby right in front of me!!....."

Ming Zixin was a bit distracted inspecting what's so special about the little white snake that he failed to realize Yang Zhiqiang had already made his escape from his "earth prison". A punch came from behind out of the blue. But since the youth's punch was too weak and slow, Ming Zixin managed to avoid it with ease.

Ming Zixin was slightly surprised to learn that Yang Zhiqiang really managed to escape from his "earth prison". This youth's cultivation was too low and weak to break his prison with his power, so how did he escape? Only after turning back and looking at the young cultivator carefully, Ming Zixin finally understood.

This young lad was such an absolute lunatic. Without using any power, he foolishly attempted to escape from the earth prison just by struggling and wriggling, hurting and earning himself serious injuries in the process.

Right now, there were many scratches and deep wounds all over Yang Zhiqiang's body. Even his steps were wobbly due to excessive blood loss. But, even in that state, this young cultivator could still came and punch him to get this crappy demonic beast back? What a stupid thing to do.....But, since this youth wanna take his little snake back that much, they should also be playing along with him, of course.

" Jingyi...."

Calling out his princess, Ming Zixin immediately threw the little snake to his princess. Yang Zhiqiang who was struggling to snatch his little Xiang back from Ming Zixin, now had to run over to He Jingyi again with his bleeding legs.

His little Xiang was small and fragile to begin with. If he let the two of them proceed to toy with his little Xiang just like this, it was going to die in next to no time. Yang Zhiqiang couldn't let this happen. As long as he was here alive, no one was allowed to hurt his little Xiang......no one!