After watching Scorpion Lady put the rest of the treasures back where they belonged, Chen Cheng rubbed his hands together and looked at the pile of Windspirit Crystals.
The number of Windspirit Crystals here was probably more than half of all those produced since the Land of Sin had formed into a world thousands of years ago.
This Green Snake King should not have been called the Green Snake King. He should have been called the Field Mouse King instead, considering how much he loved hoarding treasures.
Chen Cheng stepped forward and grabbed a handful of Windspirit Crystals. In an instant, incomparably pure wind-elemental power surged from his palm toward his body.
Just as Chen Cheng was about to block the invading power, a black shadow suddenly shot out from the pile of Windspirit Crystals.
Before Chen Cheng could react, there was a crack, and he heard the sound of his palm bones being bitten through.
Chen Cheng reached out to grab it, but the black shadow was truly swift as the wind. It released its bite and darted away again.
At that moment, Scorpion Lady's Soul-Locking Hook came down. With a smack, the black shadow knocked the hook aside.
"Damn it! You actually dare covet this Queen's Windspirit Crystals."
A remarkably childish voice spoke at that moment.
When Chen Cheng and the others looked closely, they saw a little green snake coiled atop the pile of Windspirit Crystals. Its body was covered in emerald scales, four tiny feet had grown beneath its belly, and a single horn sprouted from its head. The voice from just now had come from her.
"Young Master, are you all right?"
Scorpion Lady stepped forward anxiously.
The Green Snake King, meanwhile, laughed smugly.
"All right? He has been poisoned by this Queen's wind poison.