After being read by the mind, my apprentice wanted to rebel

Bao Xiaowen carefully opened the lid of the potion. The liquid inside swayed slightly, as if it had a life of its own. Then, he gently threw the potion into the group of snakes outside.

As soon as the potion landed, the snakes outside reacted immediately. The snakes, previously circling quietly, suddenly became agitated and restless, twisting their bodies and hissing as if frightened. Then, the snakes began to retreat, as if they had encountered a formidable natural enemy.

This sudden change stunned everyone present, especially Lin Xian'er and the other two. They stared at Bao Xiaowen in amazement, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"Xiao Bao, what did you throw over there? It's so awesome!" Lin Xian'er couldn't help but exclaimed in amazement, with admiration flashing in her eyes. It was amazing. If she had this medicine, she would definitely sprinkle some everywhere in her house to prevent any snake invasion.

Bao Xiaowen pursed his lips slightly and said softly, "This is a special potion I accidentally made. I have experimented with it many times before, and it has a strong deterrent effect on snakes. I didn't expect it to come in handy today." Because this potion was of little use in Xiaoyun Sect, he almost forgot that he had it in his storage bag.

His tone was filled with both joy and worry. After all, they were still in danger, and they didn't know what troubles they would encounter next. But at least the snakes in front of them had been temporarily repelled, giving them some breathing space.

"Let's go," Bao Xiaowen said hurriedly, his tone filled with anxiety and unease, as if the snakes would surge in like a tide and devour them all in the next moment. He knew that the potion only temporarily suppressed the snakes' restlessness; once the effect wore off, there was no guarantee they would gather again. Every second was precious; they had to leave quickly without a moment's delay.

Yes, yes, yes. Lin Xian'er was indeed the one who wanted to leave this place the most. She had only one thought in mind: to flee this dangerous place as quickly as possible. So when Bao Xiaowen suggested leaving quickly, she didn't hesitate at all. She immediately removed the protective shield. Her movement was quick and decisive, as if she were throwing off a shackle that bound her. Then, in a flash, she disappeared from the spot, leaving only a trace of her afterimage.

However, they didn't notice that, just before they left, a small golden snake lay quietly in the grass not far away. Its cold eyes fixed on the group's backs, a faint, elusive light flickering in them. It seemed as if it had already sensed their intentions and understood their impending departure, but it didn't act immediately. Instead, it waited silently until the group had completely left. Then, it slowly slithered away, like a flash of golden lightning, instantly blending into its surroundings.

Only when they were completely away from the snake group did Lin Xian'er finally breathe a sigh of relief. She stopped, gasping for breath, and a look of joy on her face at having survived the disaster.

She turned to look at Bao Xiaowen, her eyes full of gratitude, and said softly: "Xiao Bao, thanks to you, otherwise we would probably have to stay there." It was scary to think about it. Fortunately, the second senior brother asked Bao Xiaowen to come in with him.

Bao Xiaowen smiled shyly, shook his head and said, "Junior Master, as long as we can leave safely, I'm happy that I'm useful." He originally thought that he was a drag, but now that he is of use, he is very happy.

The scene where Lin Xian'er and the others cautiously entered the mysterious forest was quite similar to those who had previously entered the forest. The other factions seemed to have also been cast under some kind of spell by the forest, encountering various obstacles, both large and small, and some even tragically lost their lives.

Faced with such a serious situation, a strong sense of crisis surged in everyone's hearts. They knew that they must not take this place lightly, so they had to be more focused and cautious as they carefully searched every corner in this deep forest.

Lin Xian'er, leading the four, continued their determined advance. This time, she placed special emphasis on the system, fully dedicating itself to exploring the route. Like a sharp eye, the system missed no sign of potential danger. With its powerful computing power and precise perception, it deftly avoided any impending danger. Although this inevitably led to a lengthy detour, they ultimately arrived safely at Zheng Yuanchang's location.

The four of them tacitly concealed themselves in the dense grass, silently observing the scene ahead. As far as their eyes could see, they could see over twenty men in black standing before them, each with a solemn expression, ready for battle. Zheng Yuanchang and the other cultivators were being mercilessly imprisoned nearby, their seemingly solid formations acting like invisible shackles, tightly isolating and imprisoning them.

"Third Brother, look, the magical weapon that's holding the head brother and the others captive seems to have a mysterious and strange aura entwined with it, emitting a faint sense of oppression that makes people feel fearful. What exactly does it look like, and why is it able to trap the head brother and the others so tightly?" Lin Xian'er's eyes flashed with confusion and worry. She gently tugged at the corner of He Yun's clothes and whispered, "Third Brother, do you have a way to unlock it?"

He Yun's expression at this moment looked increasingly strange, as if he was stumped by something indescribable. The muscles on his face twitched slightly, and his eyes were a little evasive. He looked as if he was constipated for a long time and was trying hard to squeeze something out, looking ahead hesitantly.

Lin Xian'er grew increasingly curious. She stared at He Yun intently, wondering, "When has Third Brother ever had this expression? He's usually so impatient. He might have already been talking about charging at a moment like this. Why is he like this now? Has he encountered some difficult problem?"

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask again, "Third Brother, are you...are you feeling unwell? Are you urgently needing to pee, or have diarrhea?"

As soon as these words left his mouth, He Yun nearly lost his breath. His chest felt like it was churning with a surge of heat. However, they were in extreme danger, still hiding in a secret place. They couldn't reveal their whereabouts or weaknesses. He suppressed his inner discomfort and tried desperately to suppress the urge. His face became even uglier, and after a long while, he managed to utter a few words with difficulty: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not."