"Many thanks, Lord Yama!" the gray little snake said gratefully.
Although it had lost all its cultivation, the Karma Fire Serpent bloodline had been preserved.
So long as it cultivated diligently, there would eventually come a day for it to rise.
Of course, without a heaven-defying opportunity, ascending to godhood was but a distant hope!
But ascending to Sagehood would not be much of a problem.
"I made an exception and saved you only for Young Master's sake," Liu Sanji murmured.
"Little Friend Xiao Chen truly is Little Grey's lucky star!"
Before Lord Yama, the Snake Ancestor still habitually referred to itself as Little Grey.
"Heh, you heard what Young Master said just now. He said that once his cultivation succeeds, he would overturn yin and yang and come to my Netherworld to snatch someone away. What a headache!"
Liu Sanji looked toward Black Cloud City. His ghostly green gaze pierced through every obstacle and landed on Xiao Chen, who was sleeping like a dead pig on the floor of a great hall, lying flat on his back with his face to the sky. He gave a bitter smile.
To overturn yin and yang—Xiao Chen truly had a big mouth!
But if that day really came, he truly would not know what to do!
If Xiao Chen came to his Netherworld to snatch someone away, could he really go to war with him?
"Lord Yama, why did you not explain your identity to Little Friend Xiao Chen?" the Snake Ancestor asked.
"The time is not right. A world-shaking battle between the Martial God Hall and me is inevitable. If I made it clear, given Young Master's temperament, he would certainly step in to help me. He is still too weak now. I do not want him dragged into this turmoil,"