Child of Luck

"Sir, I've stitched him up." A moment later, Wang Tie Zhu said to Qin He.

"Has it grown back?" Qin He asked casually. At that moment, he was studying Pills that could repair the dantian. This was not something ordinary Pills could handle.

Wang Tie Zhu raised his brows. "It's grown back. He'll definitely be pleasantly surprised when he wakes up."

"Send him back." Qin He waved a hand.

"Right away." Wang Tie Zhu glanced around guiltily, hoisted Wu Hansan onto his shoulder, and fled out the door as though escaping for his life.

At the same time, inside the Purple Gold Gourd.

The last fragment of the Green Snake King's bones turned to ashes beneath the fire dragon's scorching flames.

Qin He's gaze gradually blurred. A massive gray-white curtain slowly descended, while the clack of wooden beaters pierced through the dim yellow lamplight, swaying with graceful rhythm.

The Shadow Play Performance was dreamlike yet real. This was the Green Snake King's life.

If the Green Snake King's life had to be summed up in four words, they would be: child of luck.

It had been born into a declining Azure Snake Clan. The clan had fallen so low that most of its members remained in beast form their entire lives, constantly bullied by the surrounding tribes and barely surviving from one day to the next.

The Green Snake King had been one of the few young shapeshifters in the tribe. By a stroke of fortune, it had swallowed a drop of Earth Milk washed out from the Dark River World.

This was an exceedingly rare heavenly treasure.

Outside, it would have been enough to trigger a war between clans.

Yet all it had done was go out for a swim, and it had picked one up.

That was fortune.