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Demonic Cultivator Reincarnated as a Snake

Once known as the most feared demonic cultivator in the Immortal World, San Meili met his end and does not know how he died or who killed him. Helpless with his fate, San Meili thought his Dao had come to an end, but it was far from that. "Am I still alive?! And I'm reincarnated as a snake?! How the hell am I supposed to live like this?!!!" -------- My first language is not English, and I speak it very poorly. Good reading! Support me on Patreon, and receive exclusive benefits!! https://www.patreon.com/DearDukkha

DearDukkha · Fantasy
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We Need a Wall and a Door to Our Cave

Well, I was in a complicated situation right now. At times like this, I think about what mistake I made, and why I ended up in such a situation. Maybe the biggest mistake was being born... twice. I mean, how did I end up with claws, a tail, and two pale hands inside my mouth?

This green-haired girl was crazy! Even though I didn't understand a word she was saying, she sounded completely crazy! One moment, she was crying about the guy that Jorge beat up. Then it was as if she had completely forgotten about him and was now opening my mouth as wide as she could, as if she was searching even my soul! My mother said that vampire cores are usually poisonous. It doesn't kill you, but it weakens you.

But I didn't get weaker, on the contrary, I got much stronger, I almost broke through a minor kingdom. My mother, who was holding back from investigating my stomach, couldn't take it anymore and started to open my mouth to see what was inside. For some reason, the girl with the green hair also started to investigate what was inside my mouth. And even Jorge came along! Hell, since when did my mouth become public property?

I struggled, my tail rattle rattling like crazy, to make clear all my dissatisfaction for this moment. I even used my lineage ability to show all the indignation I am feeling at this humiliating situation.

While my stomach was being thoroughly studied by these three ... people? I kept thinking. A way to avoid embarrassment. I always thought that the joy I felt before... no, not joy, but satisfaction, was true happiness. Don't get me wrong, I was happy once, but so many millennia had passed in the normal world, and for me, who every time I slept I ended up in the Dark Dimension for centuries every night, sometimes even millennia, the meaning of joy was lost with time.

When I adopted my daughter, I thought my joy came from having the power to protect her against everything and everyone. The power to be able to satisfy her every need and desire. But since reincarnating, I have remembered where the real joy I felt came from. It was from her company. Just as now, I have no power to protect my mother or even Jorge, but still, yes, I am happy. Happy to know that they are with me, happy to know that they love me...or in Lu Bao Shi's case, support me.

I know this is cliché, ok?! But you are not the one who has lived so long with your feelings numb! And you are also not the one with one hand inside your own stomach... Argh! Enough of this!

Nature's judgment!

Bang!

The hand that was in my mouth retreated quickly, but shortly after, the hand shattered into pieces. The green-haired girl was still swearing, I presume, since I don't understand her language, and my mother scolded me for being insensitive. Yes, I only attacked because Jorge and my mother were far enough away from me. I would never attack either of them, not even if my existence depended on it. I have to learn this girl's language. The techniques she uses resemble the use of Ki. Ki, unlike spiritual energy, has no fixed element, anyone can use it, but those with elemental affinity do better with it. For example, those who have an affinity for fire can extract more from the Fist of Growing Flames technique than those who have the Wood element. It's more like a greater understanding of the Law of Fire than affinity per se.

Lost in thought, only then did I notice something. I had used Nature's Judgment! And it took me less than a minute to be able to use it. And to top it all off, her hand shattered into pieces! How did I do that? Is there a trick? Must something be done before I can use it? So many doubts! Worst of all, my mother doesn't have an answer, believe me, I tried. If even the one who created it doesn't know about it, who else would?

Once again disappointed, I began to think of some way to become more powerful before this war of the magical beasts began. I should be strong enough to at least protect myself and George, and not be a burden to my mother.

While I was thinking, I saw something that until now I considered impossible. My mother spoke!

"Vampire, who was the insect that died, and what are you doing in my territory. If your answer is not good, know that with a war on our doorstep or not, I will do massacre on your marquis' land!"

My mother's voice was incredibly soft, in stark contrast to her words. Haha! Teach that girl that blood stinks, mom! Damn, I can't understand the answer. I wonder if there is some technique I can use to understand all the languages of the universe.

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Maybe I'm dreaming too big...

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"Lady Amanda, we have come at the behest of his excellency the marquis himself. We bring information about the main battlefield against the Eternals, and also a personal request from his excellency the marquis." Hellen spoke in a respectful tone, although her brow was frowning. Her hand had already healed, but it hurt like hell.

Opening her big mouth, a soft voice sounded from Amanda, "Go on. But you better know, no matter what happens, you will not leave here alive. My territory-"

Before she could continue, a sound of sound being cut off was heard outside the cave, and soon afterwards an impact sounded. Soon after, a figure was seen entering the cave. Before anyone could know who it was, a thick killing intent was felt, the air became heavy and red.

Everyone turned around at the same time, and even the entering figure stopped his steps. San Meili was the source of this killing intent. He stood with half of his body erect off the ground, his whole body overflowing with killing intent and his spiritual energy overflowing. Black roots were coming out of the ground, even without any movement from San Meili or any order from him, as if even without his master's order, the roots were willing to fight to the death.

Their blood-red eyes glowed with madness and promise of a fight to the death. But before he could move, a soft, gentle aura left

Amanda, and she said in a gentle tone, "Calm down my child, he is not an enemy."

As if by magic, all the phenomena around San Meili calmed down in the same instant, and he returned to a calm state after looking at his mother. He curled up in his own body, while Jorge stroked his horns in an attempt to calm him.

Only then did the figure walk again. He had spent so much time with vampires that he had forgotten how dangerous it was to enter the space of another magical beast. He knew that Amanda sensed him, and so he stopped talking. But he didn't take into account that Amanda's cub would react so violently. He for a second hesitated whether to keep walking, as if his instincts urged him to back off. It was not his power, he could kill this black snake with a sneeze. His killing intent was powerful, but that wouldn't make him back down after facing the Eternals for so long. It was something else... something more... primordial.

Leaving that issue aside for now, he arrived where Amanda and the others were, and everyone finally saw him. He was 7 feet (2.13 m) tall. His hair was red and short. His face had well-marked masculine facial features, like an experienced general returning from the battlefield. With green eyes matching the wings that replaced his arms. His wings were beautiful, a brilliant green that contrasted with this dark cave. Its legs were like the feet of a bird, with sharp and deadly claws. His name was Flugel.

Stopping in front of Amanda, he said in a calm tone and a nostalgic look, "Amanda, I come sent by the matriarch. How are you?"

Not long after he finished speaking, that murderous intent threatened to arise again. Even without understanding a word, San Meili knew that this fellow was acting as if he was intimate with Amanda, something that did not please him one bit. Not even Jorge's caresses were able to calm him down.

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I apologize, but I will only be able to post this chapter today. And I have some hot news! The end of volume 1 is not far away, and I hope you are looking forward to it, because in volume 2 we will have romance! Yes, romance, finally! I've held back a lot so as not to spoil it by rushing it, but it's finally around the corner! Anyway, I hope you all have a good read and a great weekend!!

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