"The real shackles are gone. That truly makes this snake happy."
The white snake tail, its spine sprouting tiny bone spurs, swished back and forth in immense excitement. The golden talisman on the dragon mural behind the throne radiated golden light.
She raised her arm, glanced at the Green Lotus Wristband on her wrist, and smiled.
Two sharp venomous fangs peeked from her cherry-red lips...
Li Xiangyan's departure meant no one would ever stop White Snake from escaping again. From the time she was suppressed until Swindler Yuan's final days, more than twenty years had passed, and now another hundred seventy years had gone by. She had been suppressed within True Dragon Hall for a full two hundred years!
Two hundred years!
Who could understand what it felt like to be imprisoned in such a tiny room?
A beast yearned to roam the heavens and earth unfettered, yet she was trapped beneath Daming Palace, unable to leave! She loved rivers, lakes, and playing in water, yet all she had left was this tiny pool before her! She could not even do what she loved most—climb to a mountaintop at dawn and practice Swallowing Clouds and Exhaling Mist!
She could only stand at the doorway on rainy days and play by controlling the wind and rain. Pitifully, that little rainwater could only be used to water flowers.
Perhaps the greatest benefit of being pressed beneath the imperial dragon vein for two hundred years was that she could calm down and cultivate seriously. The surging, pure Earth Vein Dragon Qi had thoroughly cleansed her flesh, blood, and bones, washing her marrow and remaking her body. Most importantly, even her soul, which had not been perfectly improved when she cultivated within the earth vein before, had undergone enormous changes.
The wristband's suppression had