Chapter 711: The Identity of Venerable Zhengyang

Chapter 711: Chapter 339: The Identity of Venerable Zhengyang

A raging storm, lightning and thunder.

The sudden appearance of a girl in a purple dress left Ji Xueruo shocked—how could someone silently approach her before the Snake Ancestor?

Ji Xueruo found it hard to describe the feeling this girl brought; she was quite beautiful, her purple hair shimmering in the firelight, though the roots remained silky black, indicating it was dyed purple.

Right and wrong intertwined on her left and right half faces, creating a unique beauty with her mixed aura of righteousness and evil.

Ji Xueruo had no time to admire others’ looks; she was suffocating and couldn’t speak.

The brief shock couldn’t stop the power surging within her, making her feel as if her blood was boiling in pain.

The girl in the purple dress leaned forward and placed her hands on Ji Xueruo’s snake head.

“If you accept the blood of sin, then you are a sinner!”

The girl in the purple dress lost her calm, evidently anxious.

Ji Xueruo didn’t care about this—behind the girl, You Su was once again knocked away by the massive snake’s head.

“I know you want to save him! I want to, too! But doing this will only lead to your own doom!”

In the palm of the girl in purple appeared an Array, sending a cooling sensation into Ji Xueruo’s snake head.

But what calmed Ji Xueruo wasn’t the insignificant Heart Calming Spell, but the girl’s words—’I want to, too’.

Ji Xueruo’s eyes fixed on the small figure before her, the girl in purple read the meaning in her eyes and pursed her lips:

“You don’t need to know who I am, just know I’m here to help you.”

The girl’s voice was like a clear spring, flowing gently.

Ji Xueruo, however, didn’t believe her words, thinking it was more to help You Su than herself.

The girl in purple seemed to understand Ji Xueruo’s meaning and frankly admitted:

“Of course it’s to help him!”

The girl resolutely withdrew her hand, giving Ji Xueruo no time to react before she continued:

“The ancient serpent is forcing out the Dragon Blood within you! She’s pinned here because of that thing! She has lain dormant for thousands of years to reclaim it! The power you feel now comes at a price!”

Ji Xueruo was momentarily stunned, her body calmed for an instant after hearing the nameless girl’s reminder, but more intense struggles quickly followed.

“Are you insane!” the girl in purple watched her incredulously, “Do you think sacrificing yourself will be heroic? It’s foolish!”

Ji Xueruo directly moved her gaze away from the girl, her pale snake eyes staring at the ancient serpent above, head raised and tongue flicking.

This defiant appearance seemed to say: “Are you not going to devour me? Then do it!”

The girl in purple seemed lost, staring at the white snake, then suddenly her gloomy expression turned into a smile:

“One after another… it seems he’s fond of crazies!”

She also raised her head, her voice suddenly expansive:

“I wasn’t here to help you; I was here to kill you! My master’s task was to stop the ancient serpent from awakening. If I kill you now, your Dragon Blood will rot in your marrow, and the ancient serpent will never obtain her long-desired thing! But I’ve changed my mind—no matter what, the task must be completed, and I have a more exciting plan—”

Ji Xueruo lowered her snake eyes; she heard the girl’s words.

“Before she devours you, you will devour her!!”

Ji Xueruo’s pale snake eyes suddenly covered in a layer of shining golden light, something sprang forth from her forehead like bamboo shoots breaking soil.

The storm seemed never-ending, the mournful whale calls echoed throughout, akin to an ancient ballad, fitting for the ultimate battle that could overturn the Five Continents.

The ancient serpent noticed the transformation of the prey within her cage, yet her onyx-like snake eyes showed no fear, only the joy of impending harvest.

Ji Xueruo’s snake body began to swell, astonishingly forcing open the restraints of the ancient serpent, while the girl in purple had somehow moved to a high tree unnoticed.

The firelight flickered momentarily, beside her was a man with a twisted, indistinguishable face, standing with hands behind.

“Master.”

The girl performed a respectful bow, but could not help feeling anxious over her autonomous decision.

The act of letting Ji Xueruo counter the ancient serpent was akin to a gamble, almost certain to lose.

In her heart, she sighed once again; the master’s face defied words in describing its horror—even the most mischievous children would cease crying upon seeing it.

The disfigured man nodded slowly, “Mm, you did well.”

Zi Yiyi was evidently surprised, always clever and smart before the master she took on half a year ago, but still showed some confusion:

“The master wants her to survive?”

“I never wished for her death.”

The disfigured man’s voice was a gentle male tone that belied his appearance, always enveloping like a spring breeze, seemingly untroubled by the surrounding fires of war.

“But if she were devoured by the ancient serpent, a big trouble would arise for the Five Continents.”

Zi Yiyi couldn’t understand the master’s calm, as if believing that the weak Ji Xueruo could indeed counter such a powerful ancient Snake God.

“No, as long as she dares, she can do it.” The disfigured man replied confidently.

Zi Yiyi raised her delicate eyebrow: “Why?”

“Because there are some people in this world who, whatever they wish to do, are certain to succeed.” The disfigured man answered softly.