Chapter 18: Pioneering Serpent Martial Arts!

Huang Rong, overjoyed, led the way ahead.

Ning Chuan's massive snake body followed closely behind, like a silent and majestic guardian.

One person and one snake thus set foot on the land of Taohuadao.

Taohuadao truly lived up to its reputation as the Eastern Heretic's dojo; strange flowers and rare herbs covered the island, groves of peach trees stretched in patches, the scenery was exquisitely beautiful, like a fairyland.

A faint scent of peach blossoms permeated the air, refreshing and invigorating.

Ning Chuan silently marveled; the heavenly and earthly primordial energy of this place was indeed far more abundant than outside, greatly beneficial to his cultivation.

As they traveled, many servants of Taohuadao, seeing such a colossal creature following Huang Rong, were all terrified out of their wits, turning pale and hastily making way.

Some even cried out in alarm, thinking some beast from who-knows-where had broken into the island.

Seeing this, Huang Rong would always smile and step forward to explain, saying this was her new friend, the "Great Black Snake" that had saved her life, full of spirit and harmless.

Hearing this, those servants, though still trembling with fear, now looked at Brother Ning Chuan with a mixture of awe and curiosity.

After all, a strange beast valued so highly by their young mistress and permitted by the Island Master to stay on the island was Absolutely not an ordinary item.

Brother Ning Chuan paid no mind to the gazes of these common folk.

His attention was focused more on sensing the environment of Taohuadao and anticipating the Wu Xuezhi he was about to encounter.

Passing through several peach groves and winding around a few rockeries and flowing streams, Huang Rong brought Brother Ning Chuan to a relatively open flat area.

This seemed to be the area where disciples of Taohuadao practiced martial arts and lived daily, with several exquisite bamboo houses built there.

Before they even drew near, they heard a series of shouts and the crisp sound of weapons clashing.

Clearly, someone was sparring.

Huang Rong's eyes lit up; she gently patted Brother Ning Chuan's scales to signal him to be quiet, then whispered, "Ahead is where the Eldest Senior Brother and the others live; let's go take a look!"

She crept forward stealthily; Brother Ning Chuan likewise lightened his movements, his huge snake body gliding over the grass without making much noise.

In the center of the flat ground, two figures were engaged in fierce combat.

One figure was burly, his movements broad and sweeping; his legs swept out like whirlwinds, generating gusts of force—this was the Whirlwind Sweeping Leaves Leg, one of Taohuadao's supreme arts.

The other figure was slightly slender, yet held a jade-green flute in hand; the shadow of the flute fluttered, sometimes thrusting, sometimes blocking, the techniques exquisite—this was the Jade Flute Sword Technique.