Reborn as a Snake: Many Children, Many Blessings, Only I, the Green Snake Immortal

"A true dragon?"

Xu Qing raised an eyebrow and subconsciously looked at the bloodstains on the furnace wall.

Just as he was about to ask again, the stove spoke up: "Don't ask now. I'm not feeling well either. Xiaoyue, help me out. We need to erase the effects of this blood."

Without delay, Leng Feiyue immediately focused her mind and activated the artifact control technique to begin cleaning the bloodstains on the furnace surface.

Xu Qing nodded, preparing to talk about it later.

The fact that this blood could damage the furnace to that extent suggests it must have some significant origins.

However, the furnace has only just regained consciousness, and I am covered in injuries, so I need to catch my breath first.

He changed his sitting position and led the group to continue their journey.

News of Kunqian Mountain had already spread with the departing cultivators.

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One grandmaster died, and nearly ten other grandmasters lost their lives!

When the news spread, countless cultivators in the Great Jin and Great Liang dynasties changed their expressions.

Many people had originally wanted to try their luck at Kunqian Mountain after hearing that a rare treasure had appeared there, but upon hearing about the casualties, they quickly gave up the idea.

Grandmasters are renowned figures everywhere, and nearly ten of them died at once, not to mention that Xiao Yu was among them!

This powerful figure from Liang, whom they hadn't seen for many years, finally reappeared, only to die in Kunqian Mountain.

"Who on earth did this? So many powerful figures went together, and they still managed to kill so many people?"

"A young demon, dressed in a refined blue robe, appears scholarly and elegant, but he is exceptionally ruthless. I heard he stole a celestial treasure, and even the combined efforts of several grandmasters couldn't stop him!"

"Young man? You must have misheard me?"

Soon, the portrait was being circulated among the cultivators.

The painting depicts a young man in blue robes, and it's hard to associate him with the bloody battle at Kunqian Mountain.

But those who have been to Kunming and Qianshan Mountain recognize this face.

There are more and more stories about the fight for the treasure. Some say he hid in the crowd and rushed into the sea of ​​fire first. Others say that after he obtained the celestial treasure, he went on a killing spree and chased several grandmasters so much that they dared not turn back.

As for who made the first move and how the group fought, few people bothered to find out.

The dead masters, the stolen magical treasures—it all had something to do with that young man in blue.

The name of the Green-Clad Demon King spread from then on.

Someone else recognized him as the new sect leader of the Yandao Sect, who was responsible for the massacre that occurred in the sect a few days ago!

With these two things combined, those who were still doubting the accuracy of the portrait fell silent.

They even have a place to stay, so it can't all be made up.

However, few people know the name of this new sect leader.

When the monks mentioned him, they mostly used only those four words, but the face in the portrait became more and more widely known.

Not only in the Great Jin and Great Liang, but even in the Great Wei, there were reports about the Green-Clad Demon.

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In a certain place in the Great Wei Dynasty, in a luxurious mansion.

The middle-aged man in the golden robe sat at the table, holding a copy of the official gazette in his hand. His gaze lingered on one of the portraits, and he didn't look away for a long time.

The casual look he had just given was gone; he stared at that face, a murderous glint slowly creeping into his eyes.

"Xu Qing..."

If others don't recognize him, how could he mistake him!

This person was none other than the Azure Roc King.

Peng Jingxiao died at Xu Qing's hands. He was a promising junior of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan, but in the past, Feng Tiannan protected him. Even though he wanted to crush the boy to death, he couldn't act rashly.

Now that we've arrived in this land, we finally have news of that little beast again.

Qingpeng King looked down and quickly found the three characters "Yandao Sect".

Killing the sect leader and taking that position for himself—what a prestigious position!

He chuckled softly.

In his eyes, even if this kid had made a name for himself, he was nothing more than an ant that had finally left its shelter.

His fingers paused for a moment as his gaze swept over the records at the back.

Xiao Yu, a second-rank Grandmaster, died by this man's sword.

King Qingpeng read this passage from beginning to end, and then flipped through the description of Kunqian Mountain next to it, not missing any words or sentences related to the fight.

The difference between a Grandmaster and a Great Grandmaster is not small.

Xu Qing's ability to kill a second-rank official was indeed more troublesome than he had originally anticipated.

But after seeing Xiao Yu's condition, his expression turned cold again.

A person who disappeared more than ten years ago and is now old and about to die!

How much skill can this old fellow, whose lifespan is about to end, still have left?

Others were terrified at the news of the death of a second-rank official, but Qingpeng King did not think so. He believed that killing Xiao Yu would prove that Xu Qing had the ability to contend with him.

Even though they are both of the second rank, it depends on who they are.

This place is devoid of spiritual energy, making it impossible to unleash many supernatural powers, which indeed gives those with strong physical bodies a considerable advantage.

Xu Qing was able to kill Xiao Yu with her demonic body, but she might not be able to use the same ability on him.

He is a second-rank member of the Golden-Winged Roc clan!

Even if one's supernatural powers are limited, one's bloodline and physique will not disappear into thin air.

If this kid thinks he can use the same methods he used to deal with an old local, he's asking for death.

King Qingpeng's gaze returned to the portrait.

The official gazette also contains records of several grandmasters who suffered setbacks and retreated, and the story of the immortal treasure is also described in a rather astonishing way.

He saw it all, but did not give up because of it.

Rumors are just rumors; when someone loses a battle for a treasure, they always try to exaggerate how powerful their opponent was.

Whether it was the kid's great skill or the strange treasure that helped, it's impossible to say for sure from just a few lines of text.

But Xiao Yu's old age and decline, compared to his own foundation, were undeniable.

He didn't believe that a young third-rank official could really climb over him just because he changed his territory!

The reason they couldn't touch Xu Qing in the past was because they were wary of the powerful figures protecting him, not because they were afraid of Xu Qing himself.

Now that the enemy's face and whereabouts are right in front of us, if we let him roam freely in the Yandao Sect, when will Jingxiao get his revenge?

Qingpeng King put down the official gazette, his fingertip landing right next to the portrait.

"Jingxiao, your fifth uncle will avenge you!"

……

In a restaurant in a large city called Daliang.

A young man with slightly reddish hair was sitting alone by the window, raising his glass to drink.

The building was noisy with people, and the monks at several tables were talking about things related to Kunqian Mountain.

Across two tables, people started arguing about the age of the new sect leader of the Yandao Sect, saying they simply couldn't believe there was such a young master in the world.

The red-haired man didn't pay much attention at first, but when he heard the words "demon in green" halfway through his drink, he slowed down.

The young man in green robes was ruthless and had even stolen treasures coveted by various sects…

Why does this sound so familiar?

He put down his wine glass and listened for a moment.

As the group was discussing the portrait, a monk asserted that he had seen it and that the person in the painting was definitely not an elderly man with white hair.

The red-haired man immediately waved and called to the passing servant.

"Do you have a portrait of that blue-robed demon you're talking about? Find me one."

The servant obeyed and left. Not long after, a portrait was delivered to the table.

He unfolded the paper and finally saw the face in the drawing; a smile immediately appeared on his lips.

It really was him!

The red-haired man was none other than Feng Chixiao.

He held the portrait in one hand, his smile growing wider as he looked at it, nodding repeatedly.

"As expected of Brother Xu!"

They had only been separated for a short time, yet he had already killed the grandmaster of this place and even became the head of a sect.

While others were uneasy about this demon's fearsome reputation, Feng Chixiao felt only pleasure.

He had already experienced firsthand how fierce Xu Qing was, and now seeing this familiar face in the portrait made him feel much more at ease than when he had only heard those rumors.

Finally, I have news from someone I know!

He glanced again at the words about the Yandao Sect next to the portrait and made a note of the place.

This place is unfamiliar to everyone and everyone, so finding someone to travel with is not easy.

Now that we know where Xu Qing is, why continue to search for him alone?

As for the so-called "Green-Clad Demon," let others call him whatever they want; it's not like they haven't seen him kill enemies before.

Feng Chixiao drank the wine in his cup in one gulp, put away the portrait, and made up his mind.

"I'm going to the Yandao Sect to seek refuge with Brother Xu!"