Transmigration: A person in a martial arts world, cultivating to ascend to immortality

The sudden disappearance of the white snake and the giant snake surprised and terrified everyone.

They were terrified of being chosen as the next target.

But the next moment, something unexpected happened!

The white serpent did not appear, but the group was tightly bound by vines that suddenly sprouted from the ground, making it impossible for them to move an inch.

The vines binding everyone's hands and feet were only about the thickness of two fingers, but they were exceptionally tough. No matter how much internal energy these bound experts used, they could not break them.

"What the hell are these vines?! Why are they so troublesome?!"

"I've never heard of such a strange plant in this forbidden area of ​​the Hundred Thousand Mountains before!"

"Could these vines be another trick of that giant white snake?"

……

Just as screams of terror and outrage continued to rise, Chengxi's gaze, fixed on a certain direction, suddenly narrowed.

What did he see? !

The white snake that had just defeated these martial arts masters and sent them fleeing in terror now shrank in size and coiled around a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in a blue robe, appearing docile and approachable.

The way the two interacted resembled that of a master and his beloved pet.

The moment this thought crossed his mind, Chengxi was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Such a terrifying and wondrous white serpent actually has a master!

Just how terrifying must this young man in the blue robe be!

—Grandmaster?

Chengxi quickly refuted this speculation.

Having witnessed firsthand the power of even a Grandmaster in action, he did not believe that Guangping, a Grandmaster, could possibly defeat this giant white serpent.

Since this young man was able to make the white snake show such obedience and affection, his strength must be several levels higher than that of the white snake!

Then, thinking about the legend of the White Snake Lady, Chengxi suddenly had a bold and absurd guess!

Perhaps—this young man in the blue robe isn't even human!

Rather, it is the true mountain god of these 100,000 mountains!

Just as Chengxi had this thought, the young man in blue robes who resembled a mountain god looked in his direction.

In the blink of an eye, Cong Chengxi was shocked to find that the young man had appeared directly in front of him from a distance of tens of feet.

This teleportation-like technique, which is not something that human martial artists could perform, further convinced Cong Chengxi of his earlier conjecture.

Just as Chengxi was about to say something, he suddenly saw the boy slowly raise his arm and extend it towards him.

When the boy's hand covered his head, Cong Chengxi felt his mind go blank for a moment, as if something was being pulled out of his body. Then his vision went black and he lost consciousness.

A moment later, Jiang Yuchuan withdrew his hand.

"The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant."

Jiang Yuchuan patted Xiaoqing's outstretched head, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Now that we know who the mastermind is, this grudge must be avenged. Whether mortal or cultivator, everyone must pay the price for their actions."

Jiang Yuchuan didn't even glance at the martial artists whose hands and feet were bound by his vines again. He directly ascended into the sky, carrying Xiao Qing towards Yucheng.

Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief after seeing the mysterious boy fly away with the white snake, they suddenly discovered that the vines that had been tightly binding them had begun to wriggle again.

As the vines wriggled, everyone quickly felt an overwhelming sense of fatigue and weakness wash over them.

Within a few breaths, all the martial artists entangled by the vines turned into aged, desiccated corpses as their life force was completely drained.

……

As dusk fell, lights came on in every household in Yucheng, with the city lord's mansion being the most magnificent and brightly lit.

At this moment, Tang Zhenghao was sitting in the hall with his wife, Ding Lin.

Tang Zhenghao glanced at the sky outside, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly. He stood up and began pacing on the ground.

"Sir, could you please stop waving around in front of me like that? It's making me dizzy."

Ding Lin pouted and looked at Tang Zhenghao, saying something in a slightly coquettish tone.

Tang Zhenghao didn't stop there. Instead, he replied in a deep voice, "I don't know why, but tonight I have this uneasy feeling. It's like—something bad is about to happen!"

Ding Lin didn't take Tang Zhenghao's words seriously. She got up and walked to his side, gently comforting him, "You must have been worrying about Mingxuan's affairs lately and were too tired, which is why you have such a misconception. This is the City Lord's Mansion, what bad thing could happen here?"

"I hope I'm just overthinking it..."

Tang Zhenghao glanced at Ding Lin, but the unease in his heart did not dissipate because of her safety; on the contrary, it grew stronger.

"I wonder what the situation is like with the guards, whether they have encountered the White Snake Lady."

Perhaps influenced by Tang Zhenghao's emotions, Ding Lin muttered a worried remark.

Although Ding Lin's voice was very soft, there were only the two of them in the lobby at the moment, so Tang Zhenghao could still hear her very clearly.

It was Ding Lin's unintentional remark that made Tang Zhenghao instantly realize the source of his unease.

Right now, the only thing he's not absolutely certain about is hunting down the White Snake Lady, and he has no way of predicting the consequences of the event!

"Could something have gone wrong over there?"

While Tang Zhenghao was puzzled, he suddenly heard Ding Lin beside him ask a question:

"Master, look over there in the courtyard, isn't there a person standing there?"

Tang Zhenghao looked in the direction Ding Lin pointed—

Under the lush, large tree in the dimly lit courtyard.

"Where is anyone?"

Tang Zhenghao withdrew his gaze and shook his head, saying, "You said I worry too much and have misconceptions, but I don't think you're much better than me."

Ding Lin's gaze remained fixed on the tree, and she replied with a mixture of certainty and fear, "There's a person standing there, a person in green clothes! Sir, you really didn't see him?"

Tang Zhenghao frowned deeply and looked at the big tree again. He was quite certain that there was no one there!

However, his wife Ding Lin's tone and expression clearly did not seem like she was joking.

"Somebody come!"

Realizing something was wrong, Tang Zhenghao immediately called out sternly.

The city lord's mansion is filled with guards, making it impossible for anyone to sneak in unnoticed!

A moment later, no guards appeared.

The only response Tang Zhenghao received was the darkness of the night.

Tang Zhenghao raised his voice and shouted again, seemingly angrily.

There was still no response.

Even though he was unwilling to admit it, Tang Zhenghao had to believe that something had really happened at the City Lord's Mansion!

Just then, Ding Lin suddenly jumped up in terror, exclaiming in a daze:

"Master! The person under the tree has transformed into a giant white snake! The snake is crawling towards us!—Run!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ding Lin, her face pale, grabbed Tang Zhenghao's arm without saying another word and began to flee towards the back door of the hall.