Snake, Laying an Egg?

Tang San: ∑(O_O;)

Ye Hao: (Д)

Mandala Snake: (..)

This person stank, and the taste was terrible too.

Grandmaster: "..."

Ye Hao said speechlessly, "Grandmaster, does this count as being done for?"

Tang San suddenly flew into a rage. Looking at the Mandala Snake before him, his eyes immediately filled with killing intent.

By now, he no longer hid anything.

With a single stride, Tang San rushed forward. Under Ye Hao's watchful gaze, his hands turned jade-colored as he forcibly pried open the Mandala Snake's jaws.

Tang San was undoubtedly at his most terrifying right now.

He had just parted from his father and finally managed to find a teacher, only for him to end up in a snake's belly less than a few days later.

Generally speaking, the ones who talked the most also died the fastest. Ye Hao had always firmly believed that.

If you were going to fight, then fight. What was there to analyze?

Ye Hao shook his head and sighed helplessly at Grandmaster.

Then he unleashed the Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul. The Death Spider Emperor possessed him, and the First Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up.

Ye Hao watched the Mandala Snake before him, waiting for an opening. He had only just obtained his first Soul Ring yesterday, so he would start with this one!

"First Soul Skill, Spider Stab."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Hao's hands transformed into two enormous spider spears, with dark-green Death Spider Emperor Poison dripping continuously from them.

On the other side, Tang San naturally saw everything clearly. Sure enough, Ye Hao had already obtained a Soul Ring before him. But his most urgent task was to save his teacher.

Tang San listened closely and vaguely heard muffled "woo woo" sounds coming from inside the Mandala Snake's mouth. They belonged to his teacher. Tang San was overjoyed. His teacher was still alive—nothing mattered more than that.

Ye Hao: "..."

Look, this Mandala Snake was about four meters long. Around the middle of its body, a huge figure was constantly wriggling. That was undoubtedly Grandmaster.

As time passed, Grandmaster's resistance gradually weakened until it was barely noticeable. In another moment, he might even be corroded away. After all, the Mandala Snake was highly venomous—or at least, that was how Ye Hao and Tang San saw it.

"San, move aside."

Ye Hao shouted. Tang San froze slightly, then nodded. Before leaving, he did not forget to break off one of the Mandala Snake's teeth, making it writhe madly across the ground as blood immediately poured from its mouth.

Ye Hao stepped forward, wind rising beneath his feet. Under Tang San's gaze, he swung the two enormous spider spears in his hands and stabbed them straight into the Mandala Snake.

Honestly, Ye Hao really wanted to give Grandmaster a stab right then.

Afterward, he could just say he was nearsighted and had aimed at the wrong spot.

The next second, a crisp crack rang out—the sound of a sharp blade slicing through flesh. A red horizontal line appeared across the Mandala Snake's throat.

After a while, the Mandala Snake suddenly collapsed, its head severed from its body. Yet its body still writhed frantically, clearly not completely dead.

Even after a snake died, its head could still attack.

Ye Hao stepped forward, used the spider spear in his hand to lift the Mandala Snake's head, gave it a disdainful glance, and tossed it away.

"San, give it the final blow."

Tang San paid no mind to anything else. He lightly brushed Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlight Night with his finger, and an ornately decorated dagger appeared in his hand. Grandmaster had prepared it earlier—for hunting soul beasts, delivering the final blow, and finally absorbing the Soul Ring.

At this moment, the Mandala Snake before them had only its last breath left. Ye Hao had severed its head, but its vitality remained tenacious.

In an instant, the dagger in Tang San's hand turned into a streak of white light and fell. The Mandala Snake trembled wildly, its entire body shaking uncontrollably.

Then something insane and completely unexpected happened.

Grandmaster's position began rapidly shifting backward. Under Tang San and Ye Hao's gaze, the Mandala Snake's rear suddenly swelled, and Grandmaster's head actually emerged!

Tang San: (°°)

Ye Hao: ()()

"Grandmaster's head is out! San, put some more strength into it!"

Ye Hao was visibly excited. Faced with this scene, he no longer knew what words to use.

Tang San's mouth twitched wildly. Why did this scene make him feel so creeped out?

Whatever. For his teacher's safety, Tang San would go all out.

The dagger clenched in his hand stabbed down swiftly. The Mandala Snake's body shook even more violently. Visible to the naked eye, Grandmaster was curled into the shape of an "egg" and was "laid" by the Mandala Snake.

Moreover, a layer of bloody membrane clung around Grandmaster's body, just like an egg-laying scene. The only flaw was the lack of an eggshell; otherwise, the image would have been unbelievably vivid.

Tang San was at a loss for words. He glanced at Grandmaster curled up inside the "egg." Being alive mattered more than anything. The manner of it was all superficial.

At the same time, after "laying" Grandmaster, the Mandala Snake finally died with regret. Before Tang San's eyes, a Hundred-Year Soul Ring slowly began to form.

Grandmaster was safe and sound, and the Soul Ring had been obtained successfully. At last, a long-awaited smile appeared on Tang San's face.

Ye Hao withdrew the Death Spider Emperor possession and looked at Grandmaster curled up inside the "egg." What were they supposed to do now?

Poke open the "egg" and let the "Grandmaster" out?

Tang San and Ye Hao exchanged a look. Neither could make up their minds, so they simply left it as it was and waited to see what happened next.

After placing the Grandmaster's "egg" beneath the tree, Tang San wiped the sweat from his brow and sat cross-legged on the ground. Drawn by Tang San's Soul Power, the Mandala Snake's Soul Ring firmly encircled the Blue Silver Grass. His aura began surging wildly, exactly like Ye Hao's had the night before. With nothing else to do, Ye Hao simply lay down.

At noon, when the sun was at its fiercest, the blazing sunlight pierced through the clouds. Lying beneath the tree, Ye Hao watched Tang San continue absorbing the Soul Ring, as well as the "Grandmaster," who had begun to stir slightly. He reckoned that before long, the Grandmaster would break out of his shell.

Unfortunately, Snake Mom had already left ahead of them. Do not miss her...

Just then, Tang San and the Grandmaster opened their eyes at the same time. These master and disciple were truly in sync.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass had grown from its former frailty to the width of a finger, its blades noticeably thicker than before. This Mandala Snake Soul Ring had brought Tang San tremendous benefits. His Mysterious Heaven Skill had broken through as well, just as he had expected.

The Grandmaster opened his eyes groggily, only to discover that he was curled up inside an "egg." The looks Tang San and Ye Hao gave him were rather strange as well. As a teacher, what exactly had he done?

In his panic, the Grandmaster hurriedly broke open the "eggshell." His entire body was covered in slime, streaked with quite a bit of blood. Faintly, Ye Hao and Tang San could smell a trace of fishy stench.

The Grandmaster looked embarrassed. He coughed, glanced at the headless Mandala Snake beside them, then looked at Tang San.

"Xiao San, did you succeed?"