"Master."
The Snake Sovereign moved closer to Ye Fan, reverence and a trace of heat flickering in those emerald vertical pupils.
"Heh... very good.
But remember your place."
Ye Fan extended a finger and gently lifted the Five-Colored Snake Sovereign's chin, his tone carrying a hint of warning.
"Yes."
Hearing this, the Five-Colored Snake Sovereign's heart jolted in fear, and she hurriedly lowered her head.
She buried that trace of heat deep in the depths of her eyes.
"Whew..."
Ye Fan waved his hand.
He and the Five-Colored Snake Sovereign were completely shrouded in thick mist.
This was to prevent anyone from discovering the state he and the Five-Colored Snake Sovereign were in at this moment.
"Master is quite thoughtful," the Five-Colored Snake Sovereign sighed inwardly.
"All right. First, introduce me to the overall situation in the Ancient Chaos Ruins, as well as the situation at Three Demon Ridge," Ye Fan said.
After all, although he had obtained some information about the Ancient Chaos Ruins from Sister Sheng Lian, when compared to the local power who had operated here for who knew how many years—the Five-Colored Snake Sovereign—it was definitely not worth mentioning.
"Mm. With Master's heroic bearing, you are absolutely determined to obtain that Concentration Dharma Fruit.
With Master's monstrous talent, if you obtain the aid of this fruit, I imagine you may even have hope of condensing an epic-level golden Godhead."
The Five-Colored Snake Sovereign looked at Ye Fan with a trace of envy and flattery as she spoke.
A golden Godhead?
Heh.
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally.
Perhaps, in the Five-Colored Snake Sovereign's eyes, even if he condensed an epic-level golden Godhead, he would merely have hope.
But
what she did not know was that Ye Fan's ambition was great.
What he wanted to condense was the Purple