"Are you back? I knew you'd return safely, Zilong." Hearing this, Meng Yiran felt much more at ease. Over the past three years, she had trained on Divine Dragon Island. Especially when she had first arrived, she had possessed almost no immunity to the venom of those highly poisonous snakes, and she had nearly died countless times while cultivating the Hundred Poisons Body.
Back then, absorbing snake venom to forge the Hundred Poisons Body had subjected both her body and mind to double torment. It could be said that Zhao Zilong had been the spiritual support that kept her going.
Just when she had been about to give up, her conviction had finally allowed her soul to break through. At that very moment, she had gained the favor of a god.
The legendary Medusa, the Snake God.
At the thought of Zhao Zilong, a blissful smile appeared on Meng Yiran's lips. "How are you now, Zilong? I can finally see you again."
However, Meng Yiran lowered her head to look at her hands. They had long lost the fair complexion they had possessed three years ago. Due to cultivating poison arts, purple-black scales had grown from her wrists across the backs of her hands and fingers. Her palms had turned purple-black as well, while her veins and capillaries had become a horrifying dark shade from the toxins. Her once fair and lovely hands now looked as terrifying as a demon's claws.
At the sight of her hands, Meng Yiran herself felt deeply disgusted. After all, a woman's hands were like another face. Now that her hands had become like this, would he hate them?
"Yiran, are you worried Zhao Zilong will see your hands?" Meng Shu looked at her and said, "Yiran! You must know that you are now the