Chapter 107: Disguises Even One Must Guard Against Among One's Own

It was a snake whose body was a full six meters long, yet its build was incomparably frail!

Moreover, it was still a Yanjingwangshe, of the same species as him in his earliest stage.

Besides that, coiled beside this snake were a great many three-meter snakes of various kinds.

Of course, there was nothing strange about that—at most those various snakes were all female, not worth mentioning.

But what was strange was that this six-meter-long snake actually had a pair of eagle-like sharp claws!

In an instant, Baichuan understood the whole cause and effect, and in a few steps came to this snake's side.

Ignoring this snake's fear toward him, Baichuan looked at this snake and for a moment didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

That's right, the snake before him was precisely that poor little fellow he had originally captured from Daze to bear his karmic burden.

However, compared to how it looked when he first saw it, it had grown quite a bit now.

It had already nearly reached the size limit of the Yanjingwangshe species, which was six meters.

If one only looked at size, then this little fellow's days were undoubtedly not bad.

But unfortunately, one couldn't look at it so one-sidedly.

Baichuan glanced at this little fellow's emaciated appearance and shook his head pitifully.

Apart from its size, everything else about this poor little fellow before him was truly too horrifying to look at.

Countless female snakes were simply piled up beside it, and the medicinal powder placed nearby seemed to be an aphrodisiac for snakes…

Now Baichuan was merely standing nearby, and because of his keen Xiuque, he already felt a bit strange himself—perhaps he hadn't fully shed the symbolism of a snake.

A flood dragon snake is, after all, still a kind of snake.

Even Baichuan standing so far away was somewhat affected by that medicinal powder, let alone this poor little fellow who was fed this stuff every day?

So, although saying this was a bit unkind of him, he really was just looking at this fellow, and its pitiful appearance made him want to laugh out of schadenfreude—this is probably what you'd call the conservation law of smiles.

A smile doesn't disappear, it just transfers.

Besides that, not far away were also placed a large number of blood-drawing and scale-stripping tools, as well as various precious medicinal materials and shed skins, and even various chunks of flesh and blood in the blood pool

Looking at this increasingly emaciated poor little fellow, drained dry by all kinds of female snakes and having its blood drawn and scales stripped by humans, Baichuan for a moment didn't know whether to feel sorrow or relief for it.

Should he feel sorrow that it was so unlucky as to be drained dry by female snakes and have its scales stripped and blood drawn? Or feel relieved that it was surrounded by female snakes draining it dry yet still being well fed and well cared for?

Baichuan wasn't it, so he didn't know its current feelings.

So what he felt more was relief that he himself hadn't been captured by humans back when he was weak, or else the plight of this poor little fellow before him would have befallen him.

For a moment, Baichuan thought that if he were the protagonist in this situation, it seemed like every scale on his body would stand on end.

Oh, my heavens, this really is a nightmare!

Amidst thick lingering fear, Baichuan couldn't help but praise his own good fortune!

Shaking his head, his mood turning cheerful, Baichuan also ignored this little snake and once again wandered toward other places.

Before long, he had completely surveyed this entire place. It was obvious that this blood pool should have been built for this little fellow whom that group of humans treated as a Dragon Species.

Because the grooves of these blood pools on the ground all ultimately flowed here, to this little snake's position.

They really did treat this snake as a Dragon Species whose power had not yet truly awakened!

The lavishness of its treatment was such that they even used various essence of flesh and blood supplemented with precious medicinal herbs to feed it and breed from it.

Of course, other uses couldn't be ruled out either. In any case, Baichuan saw that there were still some peculiar tools and medicines here that he couldn't understand.

Having understood everything, Baichuan slowly let out a sigh.

Sometimes, power really does drive people mad.

Unfortunately, what does that have to do with him?

He was just a little snake who wanted to become a dragon, unable to manage so many matters in the world.

Shaking his head, Baichuan then dismantled the Cage that restrained this little snake, then ignoring its wary appearance, tossed it out.

In an instant, the Yingzhua Yanwang had just landed when, terrified, it lay flat on the ground and swiftly scurried toward the cave entrance to escape, and in an instant, after a slight sound, it fell down.

Baichuan stared blankly—did this fellow perhaps still have some impression of him or something?

To escape from his side, it had even gone so far as to fall directly down the great hollow in the mountain. He had originally been thinking of taking it away later.

Speechless, Baichuan sighed and no longer paid attention to this little interlude.

He began slowly spraying thick high-temperature liquid at the surroundings of the blood pool and the small hills piled up from flesh and blood.

He prepared to burn it all clean, lest it remain here and pollute the air.

Before long, having completed all this, he directly scooped up those unintelligent group of snakes on the ground, not caring whether they would fall along the way, and just like that headed toward the cave entrance.

Then he spat out a fireball, and in an instant raging flames burned throughout the entire interior of the hollow.

For a moment, poisonous gas and the stench of burning, even the fragrance of meat, mingled together and spread out, giving people an incomparably bizarre and peculiar smell.

If Baichuan really had to describe it, it would be: fragrant and stinky at the same time, just like squatting in a toilet eating stinky tofu and durian.

That taste—don't even mention it!

At the same time, amidst this great 【fire】, Baichuan once again saw countless red Light Points fly up, following the hot air rising from the great fire, flying toward the heavens, gradually fading and disappearing.

"Sure enough, the humans of the Great Zhou are special!"

Watching this scene, Baichuan muttered to himself, then directly leaped outward, spread his wings, and glided down.

His wings truly couldn't flap for Flight for now, but that didn't mean he didn't even have the strength to spread them and glide.

A few breaths later, Baichuan, having returned to the ground, directly dropped the group of snakes.

Then he slowly looked toward the very center of Yingu, where there stood the most luxurious palace complex in the entire valley, and it was also located at the highest point of the entire valley.

Without a doubt, that place was precisely the most Core area of the entire Feitian Sect and Earth Dragon Gang. If there were any secrets or Strange Beasts, the overwhelming probability was that they would be kept there.

It was just unknown what that Strange Beast's abilities were like—whether strong or not, whether another battle would be needed?

Carrying such doubts, Baichuan slowly approached the palace complex; that was also the place he had wanted to go last time but hadn't been able to.

Three steps became two, and combined with Baichuan's slender and enormous body, he soon stepped onto the stairs of the palace complex.

Walking up that long staircase, Baichuan felt, for no apparent reason, as though he were making a pilgrimage—or paying homage to a saint.

It seemed to be a kind of psychological suggestion deliberately crafted by the true power-holder of the palace above, to proclaim his supreme authority.

That feeling drove him to leap across in just a few bounds.

As if he would joke around—one day to become a sovereign True Dragon soaring through the nine heavens—how could he possibly hold himself beneath another?

After a few steps he arrived directly before the great gate, when his expression suddenly turned puzzled.

Baichuan looked at the cluster of buildings before him, half-alarmed, half-doubtful.

That shouldn't be the case—why was there no trace of a Strange Beast?

Don't look at the fact that he hadn't gone in yet, but with his perception range now reaching a full three kilometers, there were very few things that could withstand his scanning.

In other words, before he even drew close, he could already sense the general surroundings.

But at this moment he couldn't detect a single living thing—this was not a normal situation.

His arrival had been sudden; logically, there shouldn't have been time for them to react and swiftly relocate the Strange Beast.

Unless this Strange Beast was also exceptionally small, like the Ice Silkworm, or there were still living people here who had taken the Strange Beast and hidden themselves away in advance, concealed inside a sealed chamber.

Only in that way could they evade his ultrasonic scanning.

Thinking of this, Baichuan steadied his mood and immediately began wrecking the buildings on a large scale. Since a sealed chamber could block his perception, he refused to believe he couldn't smash open these hidden chambers.

In an instant, the colossal beast began a wanton rampage of destruction across this fragile palace district.

From that moment on, boom after boom of tremendous crashes rang out across the entire valley; mingled with the rain, it was as if some terrifying monster had appeared in a wild mountain's Daze, running rampant!

Half an hour later, after seeing that nearly everything within sight had been wrecked, Baichuan finally noticed a clue.

It was the small waterfall near the deep pool at the rear of the valley that had been thundering all along!

Of course—a waterfall was inherently a place where the sound was loud and startling, and only a spot with such tremendous noise could easily obstruct a being equipped with Ultrasonic Positioning.

At the same time, because the water was rather icy and cold, it could also block the sight of any being that could see heat sources, and combined with the waterfall as a natural camouflage obstacle—

it would always make people subconsciously overlook this place.

In a certain sense, this camouflage could be called first-rate!

This was a measure they took even against their own people.

(End of this chapter)