As the seven-colored light and shadow paused before Hun Changqing, it finally revealed its full form.
It was a small snake, only two centimeters long, its entire body covered in tiny, seven-colored scales. Its pale purple eyes exuded a faintly eerie aura, and a strange, refreshing fragrance lingered around its body.
Although it was merely a snake, it didn't evoke any ferocity; instead, it was excessively beautiful, radiating elegance and nobility.
The small snake had no obvious attack points, yet its tiny body contained an incredibly vast and terrifying amount of energy.
The snake's pale purple eyes appeared extremely pure and clean as it curiously observed Hun Changqing before it, gently flicking its small tail and tentatively moving forward a little.
As the snake approached, Hun Changqing withdrew his Taiyin True Qi, leaving only a few wisps of faint Yin Qi lingering around him.
Seeing Hun Changqing gather his terrifying Yin energy, the little snake blinked its crystal-clear eyes, flicked its tail, and slowly floated towards Hun Changqing.
Hun Changqing extended his palm, letting the little snake rest on it. The snake's clear eyes, filled with a hint of covetousness, were fixed on the wisps of Yin energy emanating from Hun Changqing. It raised its head and let out a few soft hissing sounds, as if it were pleading.
After all, snakes are associated with Yin and cold, and this seven-colored snake was an extremely Yin and cold demonic beast—the Seven-Colored Devouring Python!
The extreme Yin energy emanating from Hun Changqing held a fatal attraction for the Seven-Colored Devouring Python.
Seeing the little snake's reaction, Hun Changqing's heart stirred slightly. He slowly refined a wisp of Yin energy and sent it to the little snake. The snake's eyes lit up, greedily absorbing the purest Yin energy in the world before it. Its little tail swayed gently, and its eyes revealed excitement and satisfaction.
Hun Changqing gently stroked the slender body of the little snake. The snake slightly wriggled and rubbed its head against Hun Changqing's hand. A
smile played on Hun Changqing's lips as he channeled another surge of Yin True Qi into the snake. He then gestured for the snake to coil around his wrist, forming a bracelet. With a flash, Hun Changqing vanished from the heart of the snake-people tribe.
...
Back in Mo City, Hun Changqing found Hai Bodong and said,
"Pack your things, we should go."
Hai Bodong hesitated upon hearing Hun Changqing's words, struggling for a moment before finally gritting his teeth and saying,
"My lord, I wish to return to my family first. It won't take too long. I hope you will grant my request."
Hai Bodong was desperately homesick. He didn't know whether he would live or die if he went to that valley with Hun Changqing.
He was prepared to die—perhaps in that eerie canyon, or perhaps Hun Changqing would kill him to silence him after they emerged.
Therefore, he could only risk angering Hun Changqing at this moment to beg him to let him go home for a visit, so that even if he died later, he could die in peace.
Hun Changqing's expression shifted uncertainly after hearing Hai Bodong's words. After a moment's thought, he said,
"Alright, I'll go with you."
He had somewhat discerned Hai Bodong's thoughts. Hun Changqing didn't need to make things difficult for him in such a small matter. Hai Bodong's family wasn't far away, so what harm was there in letting him go back?
The main reason for going with Hai Bodong to the Mittel family was that he didn't have any immediate plans, and the distance to Hai Bodong's family was short. They
could also visit the Jinma Empire and have some fun there. Once Hai Bodong had settled his family, Hun Changqing could simply take him on his journey.
"Yes, sir,"
Hai Bodong replied eagerly, overjoyed.
"Let's go." After saying this, Hun Changqing turned and walked out of the shop, with Hai Bodong quickly following.
Just as they stepped outside, a series of deafening footsteps and shouts suddenly erupted from all directions.
Hundreds of figures rushed out from all sides, completely surrounding the shop with overwhelming force, crowding the area around it.
Hun Changqing narrowed his eyes, somewhat puzzled. These were mercenaries from Mo City, belonging to two powerful mercenary groups. Curious, he wanted to see what they were up to.
At that moment, a thick wall of people formed in front of the shop, and then the mercenaries in the middle of the wall parted to make way.
A handsome young man in magnificent clothes and a beautiful woman entered.
These two were the young alchemist who had been terrified when Hun Changqing entered the city earlier; the young man harbored resentment because of Hun Changqing's embarrassing behavior.
After learning that Hun Changqing had appeared at this shop, he used his status and the pills to persuade two powerful mercenary groups in Mo City to help him.
After waiting several days, Hun Changqing finally reappeared, and they eagerly surrounded the shop with their men.
At this moment, the girl saw Hun Changqing emerge from the shop. Recalling the scene she had witnessed at the city gate a few days ago, she couldn't help but feel fear again. She timidly tugged at the boy's hand and said,
"Senior brother, are you really sure? This person looks too terrifying!"
The boy, still somewhat afraid after seeing Hun Changqing again, felt confident seeing the hundreds of powerful figures behind him and spoke confidently to the girl.
"Junior sister, the more I think about it these past few days, the more suspicious I become. This person is definitely playing tricks, using some underhanded methods we don't know about to make us look so foolish. It's despicable! Now, the people behind us are all powerful mercenaries. He can't turn the tables on us alone!"
After speaking to the woman, the young man stepped forward and said mockingly to Hun Changqing,
"Boy, you dared to play tricks and use some low-level methods to scare us that day! You have some nerve! Do you know who we are? If you don't kneel down and beg for mercy today, then you can go to hell with your laughable sense of mystery!"
Hun Changqing's face showed a strange expression after hearing the young man's words. Seeing that the young man seemed to recognize him, Hun Changqing couldn't understand when he had crossed paths with these insignificant figures. He had absolutely no recollection of the two people in front of him.
However, he also found it somewhat amusing. He was always the one causing trouble for others, and now someone had come to cause trouble for him.
"Who are you two? Have I seen you before?"
Hun Changqing was curious about when he had seen these two low-level alchemists, so he asked directly. There was no need for probing with ants.
Hearing Hun Changqing's questioning tone, the boy's face twisted in disgust.
His hatred for Hun Changqing had reached its peak these past few days; he constantly thought about how to kill him. This was the first time someone had made him feel so humiliated.
Yet, despite his burning hatred, his enemy had absolutely no recollection of him. This deep sense of humiliation throbbed in his fragile and sensitive heart.