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

Xu Qing's fingers slowly tightened.

A cracking sound came from the envoy's neck, his hands gripping Xu Qing's wrists tightened suddenly, his legs kicked wildly, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

That hand was still applying more pressure.

The messenger felt as if his neck would be snapped at any moment, his mouth opened even wider, and he could barely squeeze out the muffled sound he had made earlier.

Xu Qing stared at him, her hands not relaxing.

Huang Xin, who was standing next to him, finally came to his senses.

Xu Qing's sudden appearance startled even him.

Now, seeing the messenger being lifted into the air, the anxiety I felt finally subsided somewhat.

With the sect leader here, at least he doesn't have to shoulder the burden alone anymore.

Huang Xin wiped his forehead and turned his gaze from the envoy to Xu Qing's face.

The man who had just been using Zheng Wanjun to force him to make way was now struggling desperately and couldn't utter a single one of his tough words.

Huang Xin hesitated for a moment, then took half a step forward.

"Sect Master, should we vent our anger on him?"

Xu Qing then loosened his grip slightly.

The messenger's chest heaved violently as he took a deep breath and gasped for air several times.

He was still being lifted up, his feet not touching the ground, and he didn't dare to loosen his grip on Xu Qing's wrist.

The pressure on the neck could tighten again at any moment.

"I...we just came to offer our congratulations, just now..."

He was eager to explain, but before he could even begin, Xu Qing's fingers tightened around his.

click!

This time, the cervical vertebrae were truly fractured.

A sudden surge of pain made the messenger shudder, choking back his words, his eyes filled with terror.

Xu Qing waited until he stopped struggling before she regained enough strength to speak.

"You only need to answer this sect leader's question."

The messenger's lips trembled, and even breathing was painful.

Even though they now had a chance to speak, they dared not mention any congratulations or misunderstandings.

He knew that perfunctory words were useless, and Xu Qing didn't want to listen at all.

Those prepared arguments, which were hoped to ease the current situation, have now become deadly.

If he had said a few more words, he even doubted that he would have had a chance to catch his breath.

The other disciples of the Three Saints Sect who came with them stood nearby and turned pale when they heard the sound of bone cracking.

I had previously thought that with the reputation of the sect, I could at least say a few words.

But the person in front of him didn't even bother to listen; if he didn't like something, he would immediately resort to violence.

The words "Green-Clad Demon" suddenly sounded particularly jarring.

The messenger reluctantly raised his head and gestured in one direction.

"Lingfeng City...Chasing Moon Pavilion. Elder Zheng is at Chasing Moon Pavilion."

After he finished speaking, he stared at Xu Qing's hand, fearing that he would provoke him again, and hurriedly revealed his appearance as well.

"White robe, with a red mole at the corner of his eye."

It's not outside the mountain gate at all.

Previously, in order to bolster his reputation, he deliberately made the person seem very close, so that Huang Xin would feel that the grandmaster could come at any time.

Now he dared not continue to use those words as an excuse, fearing that if Xu Qing tightened his grip, his neck would be broken completely.

Xu Qing nodded.

The messenger's heart had just begun to relax when he saw the man raise his other hand and point a finger at his dantian.

A sharp pain suddenly exploded!

His hands lost their strength, and as Xu Qing let go, he fell to the ground, curled up, his face pale.

His cultivation was destroyed.

The moment the thought crossed his mind, he panicked, ignoring the pain in his neck and pressing hard on his abdomen.

That single finger strike looked effortless, but it took away the cultivation he relied on for his livelihood, leaving him feeling utterly helpless, something he hadn't felt even when he was struggling earlier.

He instinctively tried to muster his strength to support his body, but his body felt completely empty. The ability he had been able to use to struggle earlier was now utterly useless.

How could this happen?

I already told them everything—the location, their appearance—I dared not hide a single word anymore!

The messenger clutched his dantian with one hand and supported himself on the ground with the other, unable to lift his head due to the pain.

A hoarse gasp escaped his throat, and even his fear was shattered by the pain.

Xu Qing had already turned around.

A whistle rang out, and Zapdos flapped its wings and flew over.

He leaped onto the bird's back and gestured in the direction the messenger had pointed.

With a flap of its enormous wings, Xu Qing soared into the sky with the bird, heading straight for Lingfeng City.

......

Outside the Yandao Sect, all the gazes that had been fixed on the mountain gate suddenly turned upwards.

A streak of lightning flashed out from within the clan.

Only after the shadow passed over the mountain gate did everyone see clearly that the lightning was running along the feathers of a strange bird.

A person was standing on the bird's back, their blue clothes fluttering in the wind.

"It's Zapdos!"

Someone recognized him.

This strange bird is the mount of the new sect leader of the Yandao Sect, and many people already know this.

After waiting for so long, they finally saw the main creature leave the mountain, and some people immediately set off to chase after it in the direction the strange bird had flown.

Where did he go?

The person who asked the question received no answer, and the cultivator who was also gazing at the mountain gate beside him had already left.

The branches swayed, and the footsteps quickly faded into the distance. He looked up again and saw that the strange bird had flown even further away.

The figures, who had been hiding, were drawn out by a bolt of lightning.

The commotion in the forest drew the attention of others.

The bolt of lightning moved further and further away from the Yandao Sect, neither lingering near the mountain gate nor circling back.

Before long, another figure left the original hiding place and followed.

Xu Qing ignored the commotion behind her.

Lingfeng City is located near the Yandao Sect. It was precisely because the sect was located there that the city gradually rose to prominence.

Zapdos flapped its wings repeatedly, and the forests below quickly receded, revealing city walls and rows of houses in front.

It did not land outside the city, but carried Xu Qing straight over the city wall.

Xu Qing stood on the bird's back, looking down to search for the Moon Chasing Tower.

From a high vantage point, the streets and alleys divide the houses in the city.

Zapdos swept over a row of rooftops and looked down at the buildings below, soon spotting the sign for Chasing Moon Pavilion.

"there."

He gestured for Zapdos to turn around, and his gaze fell on the upper floor.

An elderly man in a white robe sat by the window, raising his wine cup to drink.

Xu Qing observed him from a distance. Once the bird's back had passed over the eaves that were blocking his view, the old man's face was revealed, and sure enough, there was a red mole at the corner of his eye.

White robe, red mole, and the location matches perfectly.

Zheng Wanjun!

The envoy, using the elder's name as a pretext, kept offering him face at the mountain gate, and then calmly drank his wine there.

Xu Qing looked down, her gaze turning colder.

Almost simultaneously, several birds took flight in the city.

On the back of the bird stood the cultivators of the Great Jin Dynasty stationed in Lingfeng City. They looked up at the lightning bird that had already flown into the city, and someone shouted a question.

"Who goes there?"

The sound came from afar, followed by another shout.

"Aren't you aware that flying is prohibited over Lingfeng City?"

Xu Qing glanced at it sideways.

Several birds were rising from below and to the side, and the cultivator on their backs was looking in their direction, waiting for his reply.

One of the birds spread its wings and circled around the top of the building.

The person on the bird's back held onto the bird's back, looked up at Xu Qing, and his sleeves fluttered in the wind.

He didn't speak.

He couldn't be bothered with the city's rules at the moment.

If the Three Saints Sect wants to see him and wants him to give face to the elders, then they should come in person and see if Elder Zheng can handle it.

The Moon Chasing Tower below is almost there.

Xu Qing leaped off the bird's back, his feet leaving the feathers, his blue robes billowing in the wind from above.

Zapdos landed above, and the city streets and buildings rapidly magnified before their eyes.

He plummeted straight toward the Moon Chasing Tower, his speed increasing rapidly, like a meteorite falling from the sky.

The wind whistled past his ears as Xu Qing stared at his target, his eyes cold.

Since they all call me the Green-Clad Demon, then I'll show them what a demon I am!