Feasibility of Mermaids Infiltrating Qilin

It was a huge white snake; the mere sight of its head was enough to send shivers down one's spine.

The white snake's scales gleamed with a warm, jade-like luster, and its blood-red eyes, like the most expensive rubies, were dazzling and captivating, making it impossible to look away.

What's most surprising is that the white snake actually has a dragon horn growing on its head. Although it hasn't fully formed yet, its shape definitely resembles a dragon horn.

This is actually a snake ancestor that has partially transformed into a dragon!

It's over! It's over!

Zhang Haike couldn't help but feel a little desperate. If it were an ordinary giant snake, he could still struggle to escape, but it was a half-dragon. Who knew just how powerful the white snake, which was associated with such a legendary divine creature, was?

Zhang Shenglin remained calm and looked up at the sky, a faint worry appearing in his clear and indifferent eyes.

The little mermaid doesn't seem to be in a good state.

Zhang Haike noticed that his gaze wasn't fixed on the white snake, and he felt a little curious.

Strange, what's in that direction?

Even when the white snake appeared, Zhang Shenglin did not look away.

Su Xingze's current situation is indeed not good. He had already exhausted too much power due to the long-distance teleportation. After reuniting with the little Qilin, his power did recover to some extent, but it was not enough for him to contend with this half-dragon.

This doesn't mean he lacks the ability to deal with this half-dragon. If this half-dragon really wants to attack the little Qilin, he can tear away the normal facade and reveal its strange nature.

Thinking this, a strange glint flashed in Su Xingze's eyes.

The white snake could vaguely sense the threat posed by the mermaid. In fact, she could not see the mermaid in mid-air clearly, but only a vague phantom.

The white snake raised its head and looked at Su Xingze with a hint of fear in its eyes.

The aura emanating from this merman was subtly strange; although it seemed somewhat weak, it also gave the observer a strong sense of threat.

Its ruby-like snake eyes swept over the humanoid monster on the ground, and it lowered its head slightly to indicate that it had no hostility.

'I have no intention of being your enemy.'

Zhang Haike opened his eyes wide in shock when he heard a woman's voice inexplicably ringing in his mind.

The snake spoke!

As expected of the Snake Ancestor! What did the Snake Ancestor just say? He doesn't want to be their enemy?

"I know why you're here. You can take what you need, as long as you spare his life."

The snake head lowered its head to look at the monster on the ground, its eyes filled with complex emotions.

Su Xingze saw that the white snake truly had no hostility, and that its current condition might not be better than his own.

Having confirmed there was no threat, he withdrew his pent-up power, shrunk his size, and slowly landed on the little Qilin's shoulder. He looked at the weak monster on the ground, then at the half-dragon that had grown a dragon horn, his green eyes shining brightly.

He could recognize that the humanoid monster on the ground had once been a person, but it had been completely mutated, and even a half-dragon could not reverse this mutation.

I'm a little curious about the story of this half-dragon and the human.

His expression was so clear that the White Snake had no interest in telling her stories to others.

He tilted his head, and an invisible force appeared, lifting the monster on the ground and carrying him slowly back into the cave.

Before the white snake completely disappeared into the cave, a faint sigh fell into their ears.

"Resurrection is a forbidden art; anyone who attempts to tamper with the realm of life and death will pay an unbearably heavy price."

The moment the half-dragon completely disappeared, the invisible force binding Zhang Haike vanished abruptly.

Too sudden, Zhang Haike was not prepared and stumbled, almost falling.

He moved his body and felt as if he had come back to life.

When I relaxed, the pain in my back became more pronounced.

"Ouch! That really hurts." He turned his back to Zhang Shenglin. "Look, is that monster poisonous? I feel like this pain isn't normal."

Zhang Haike's clothes had two long tears on the back, the edges of which were soaked with blood. Through the two tears, one could see his swollen, purple wounds.

“It’s poisonous.” Zhang Shenglin took out a packet of powder and warned, “It will hurt a bit, bear with it.”

Before Zhang Haike could even ask what was causing the pain, Zhang Shenglin poured the packet of powder directly onto the wound.

"what!!!"

The moment the powder came into contact with the wound, the intense pain caused Zhang Haike to scream in agony.

After a while, the pain gradually subsided, but he was almost exhausted from the pain.

Zhang Shenglin looked down at Zhang Haike's wound. The antidote powder made by the little mermaid took effect quickly. The purplish-black color at the edge of Zhang Haike's wound had faded, and the oozing blood beads returned to their normal blood red color.

He nodded in satisfaction: "Alright, it's all right now."

"Thank you!" Zhang Haike leaned against the wall, his face covered in sweat, and looked back at Zhang Shenglin with a resentful gaze.

They had already obtained what they wanted, and even though they knew there was something fishy about the snake ancestor letting them go, Zhang Haike didn't have the strong curiosity to investigate further.

Whatever the reason, they got what Lin Fushang wanted.

Once the two emerged from the cave, looking at the sunset that had painted half the sky red, Zhang Haike finally felt a sense of relief, as if he had escaped from danger.

The main problem is that the serpent ancestor in the cave is too terrifying. Even though it did nothing, the sense of oppression it gave people was still overwhelming.

"Hey! This snake ancestor must be the snake immortal that Master Lin was talking about."

A large, pure white snake with dragon horns—if it's not a snake deity, then who is?

Zhang Haike was also surprised by Zhang Shenglin's answer. He looked down at the road down the mountain and immediately felt a wave of dizziness.

It was fine going up, but the slope going down gave him the feeling that he could roll down it any minute.

"Let's go back and give the things to Master Lin. We can still make it in time for a late-night snack."

After descending the tower, the two swam across the small lake that surrounded the tower. This time, as they crossed the lake, the snakes showed no sign of attacking them and simply watched them quietly.

Zhang Haike still felt a chill; snake eyes naturally give people a cold feeling, not to mention having so many snakes watching you.

Zhang Haike silently increased his swimming speed.

While passing through the swamp, Zhang Shenglin took advantage of Zhang Haike's inattention and put the breeding box left by the little mermaid into his space.

As the two climbed up the sinkhole and were retrieving the rope, Zhang Haike couldn't help but look back at the towering peak standing in the sinkhole.

"Tell me, what exactly did the snake ancestor mean by his last words?"

Zhang Shenglin lowered his head and put the brocade box he had brought from the tower into his cloth bag. He did not answer Zhang Haike's question because the answer was obvious.

Master Lin specifically requested the contents of the brocade box in the Tower Peak Cave, and the White Snake left behind this statement, making the purpose of the strange object in the brocade box quite clear.

The wealthy merchant's wife was probably already dead, or on the verge of death, which is why he went to great lengths to find someone to retrieve the treasure for him.

Zhang Shenglin doesn't care what price the wealthy businessman will pay; what he cares about now is the little mermaid.

After emerging from the cave, the little mermaid was unusually quiet.

It nestled quietly against his neck, unresponsive even to its often wagging tail, and gave no answer to his telepathic messages.

Zhang Shenglin was extremely worried.