The four great elders of the Snake-People Tribe had long stopped involving themselves in the tribe's affairs. They were the tribe's foundation, and unless the race itself faced extinction, they would not appear.
But now that Queen Medusa had "failed her evolution," the Snake-People Tribe was leaderless, so they had no choice but to step forward and take charge.
Of course, none of that had anything to do with Xiao Ce. Nor could he possibly take the initiative to tell them that Queen Medusa had evolved into the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python. Otherwise, the Snake-People Tribe would never allow him to take the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python away.
If he did not take the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python with him, how was he supposed to build a relationship with Her Majesty?
Surely he could not wait until he advanced to Dou Zong, or even Douzun, and make a special trip back to the Tagor Desert.
As for how the Snake-People Tribe would deal with Yan Shi, Feng Li, and Gu He, he did not concern himself with it. He only collected the spoils that belonged to him.
However, Xiao Ce guessed that among the three of them, Gu He's situation might be a little better.
After all, Gu He was not merely a Dou Wang. He was also a sixth-tier alchemist.
High-level alchemists had wide networks of friends. Even the Snake-People Tribe would not offend one too thoroughly.
Especially now that the Snake-People Tribe no longer had the queen holding the fort, it was not suitable for them to make too many powerful enemies. Most likely, they would treat Gu He as an important bargaining chip and exchange him for resources.
Of course, the Snake-People Tribe would not dare imprison Gu He and use him as an alchemy tool. Otherwise,