Su Zhou's expression twisted, but he played along. "Then you're my grandpa."
Yara: "Aye."
"Well, are you going to tell me or not?!"
Su Zhou instantly flew into a rage. He shot his hand out, lunging toward the Snake Spirit's back with the speed of a thunderclap—and then gently stroked the little red snake's spine.
The texture was smooth, the scales weren't hard, and it felt a little cool to the touch. It was also extremely supple; petting it was surprisingly stress-relieving.
"Mmm, not bad. Put a little more force into it right there!"
Enjoying Su Zhou's massage, Yara nodded in satisfaction. After guiding Su Zhou's kneading for a few minutes, it slowly began to speak. "This Divine Technique, in terms of Desire Power and Curses, will indeed conflict a bit with your original Evil-Devouring Demon Lord—but if you can fully analyze it, its essence can greatly increase your strength."
"Oh?"
Su Zhou's hands didn't stop moving. He asked, somewhat puzzled, "How so?"
