Stewing My Own Brother in a Large Pot, Unbeatable Flavor

"No... no! Father... I don’t want to die!"

Chi Nai had a nightmare. In the dream... her father sent her to assassinate a target, demanding she kill the enemy by self-destructing. His cold-bloodedness terrified even her.

Then she woke up with a start.

She bolted upright in bed, her delicate face filled with fear.

"What... what’s happening to me? Where am I?"

After waking, Chi Nai’s expression grew even more bewildered. She looked down at her small hands.

She remembered now—she had failed to assassinate Jiang Che and was instead corroded by the Crimson Gold-Melting Python’s venomous domain. Could it be... she was already dead? Was this hell?

But soon, she noticed someone beside her.

Jiang Che???

Her entire body instantly went on high alert.

"You... you died too? No... you’re alive, and so am I!"

Chi Nai’s not-so-bright brain finally started working.

[Why? I was corroded by Nirvana-stage venom. I should be dead by now—there’s no way I survived.]

[Unless... he saved me?]

Chi Nai shrank back slightly, eyeing Jiang Che warily. She kept her thoughts to herself, not uttering a word.

"What? Not going to thank your savior? If it weren’t for me... you’d be long dead!"

"Ah, but who can blame me? Young Master Jiang is just too kind-hearted. Even though you tried to kill me... I still repaid malice with virtue."

Jiang Che sighed, then brought over a bowl of snake and crab meat porridge.

The aroma was intoxicating. The already top-tier ingredients, combined with Jiang Che’s godlike culinary skills, made it even more delicious.

Chi Nai’s taste buds were hooked. She swallowed hard. Logically, she had already reached the stage of fasting and shouldn’t feel hunger, but after suffering severe energy depletion, her body desperately needed nourishment.

"What? Want some? Here, eat up..."

Jiang Che didn’t tease her further, simply placing the porridge in front of her.

Chi Nai didn’t move, instead curling up under the blanket. She had already noticed she wasn’t wearing any clothes—and as for who undressed her... well, that was obvious.

"Eating or not? It’ll get cold!" Jiang Che wasn’t in a hurry, sitting down on a small stool with the patience of a falconer taming a hawk.

Chi Nai still didn’t budge.

Ten minutes later.

"Grrr~~~" A loud stomach growl echoed, but the girl kept her eyes fixed on Jiang Che.

Thirty minutes later.

"Grrrrrr~~~~" The growling was almost drum-like now, and Chi Nai seemed visibly restless.

An hour later.

The girl finally gave in. Her small hand shot out, grabbing the bowl, and she began eating in small, delicate bites. Her unusual vertical pupils flickered with surprise—it really was delicious, the best thing she’d ever tasted.

"Oh, by the way, this is snake and crab meat porridge. Crab meat, snake meat, and a bunch of medicinal herbs stewed together..."

At the mention of "snake meat," Chi Nai froze for two seconds... then kept eating.

Jiang Che: "......" What a glutton!

"Ahem, Miss Chi Nai, don’t you want to know where the snake meat came from? A while back, I killed two giant snakes from the Upper Realm—something about Crimson Gold-Melting Pythons? The meat was incredibly sweet..." Jiang Che smirked.

Chi Nai: "......."

This time, the girl paused for nearly eight seconds. But after glancing down at the fragrant porridge, she hesitated no longer... and resumed eating.

Wasting food was a disgraceful act!

Jiang Che: "???"

Holy shit, this Chi Nai really is as cold-blooded as they come!

"Family stew, tastes like heaven," huh?

"Alright, fine, I lied. The snake meat isn’t from Crimson Gold-Melting Pythons—just regular snake meat." Jiang Che shrugged.

Chi Nai heard this, then set the bowl down and wiped her mouth.

"???" What the hell?

Only eats relatives, is that it?

"Thank you."

After a long struggle, Chi Nai finally squeezed out two words.

"So? Made up your mind?"

Chi Nai tilted her head, confused. Made up her mind about what?

Jiang Che: "......"

About becoming mine, obviously! What else?

"Don’t you resent your clan? They treated you like cannon fodder—they knew using that artifact would corrode you, yet they still sent you to kill me!"

Jiang Che wasn’t in a rush, taking it step by step.

Chi Nai lowered her eyes in thought, then shook her head. "It hurts... but I don’t hate them. My life was given by my father. I can’t hate him..."

Jiang Che was speechless. This girl was seriously brainwashed.

"How about this? Become my woman. No one will dare bully you after that."

Jiang Che skipped the roundabout talk and went straight to the point.

Chi Nai’s pupils constricted slightly, as if shocked. "Become your woman?"

Honestly, she couldn’t follow Jiang Che’s logic.

She had tried to assassinate him—by all accounts, they should be mortal enemies. Yet not only did this man save her, but he also wanted her as his woman?

Chi Nai had heard of Jiang Che’s notorious reputation—his lustful nature was well-known. But she never expected it to be this extreme.

"You... aren’t afraid I’ll try to kill you?" she ventured.

"Heh, you’re not capable. I could stand here and let you try—you still wouldn’t succeed." Jiang Che radiated confidence.

Even Yu Wan'er was protected by layers of divine artifacts—Nirvana-stage poison couldn’t touch her, let alone Jiang Che himself.

A proper schemer always prioritized absolute safety.

Chi Nai fell silent again, seemingly crushed by his words.

"What? Not willing? Young Master Jiang is a dual-immortal-body prodigy! If not for Wan'er’s recommendation, I wouldn’t even glance your way."

The young master had his pride too—a tsundere through and through.

"Wan'er? That girl from before?" Chi Nai asked.

"Mn."

"Oh..." Chi Nai lowered her head, sulking at the memory of being tricked by Yu Wan'er.

"I agree. I’ll be your woman... but there’s a serious condition." She looked up, meeting Jiang Che’s gaze firmly.

"Name it. Heavenly treasures, spiritual resources—ask for anything. Once you’re mine, you’ll lack for nothing!"

"No, that’s not it." Chi Nai shook her head.

"The Crimson Gold-Melting Python clan has a unique trait. Once a female begins mating... she enters a state of constant heat until pregnancy."

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