Bai Yujun's fingers twitched slightly. She turned and drifted down from the wall, leading the plump tiger, which kept looking back, outside the main gate. She admired the lotus leaves swaying in the wind and rain with her back to the grudges within the residence, deepening her cultivation insights through the Karma Entanglement between the great snake and Xiao Xiong.
Within the residence, the divine pressure suppressing Xiao Xiong weakened. Though he could not move as freely as usual, he gritted his teeth and struggled to shakily rise to his feet.
Xiao Xiong did not notice the change. He ignored the state of the middle-aged cultivator in purple, a dignified cultivator lying in mud, his limbs twitching like a dead fish rolling up its white belly. His heart held only concern for his family's safety. No one knew whether he now understood the great snake's despair of thirty-five years, much less whether he regretted what he had done.
His family and descendants lay amid the ruins on both sides of the courtyard, lightning illuminating their deathly pale faces again and again.
Opposite him, the Black-striped Great Snake's resentment and Killing Intent blazed like black flames in its blood-red eyes.
Then he heard that familiar hoarse, rough voice again.
"Xiao Xiong... known in the Jianghu as One Blade Red... Thirty-five years. You enjoyed wealth and glory, wives and concubines in droves, children and grandchildren filling your halls..."
The black resentment grew ever denser.
"Do you know how I lived through those thirty-five years..."
Lightning flashed and thunder roared. The great snake raised its enormous head and looked down upon Xiao Xiong. Bloody tears flowed from its scarlet eyes, mingling with rainwater as they streamed down its scales.
The aged Xiao Xiong knew he would not survive this day, but he still