Journey to the Holy City

Lu Heng did not respond and listened quietly.

"I am a Peak Dou Emperor."

Medusa set down her wine bowl.

"This realm may sound powerful, but in the Jia Ma Empire, there is more than one person capable of matching me. If I cannot break through to the Dou Zong realm, the Snake-People Tribe will be left to cower in the desert and await death forever."

"So even knowing that devouring a Heavenly Flame means nine chances of death out of ten, you still have to try." Lu Heng finished her thought for her.

Medusa did not answer.

She did not need to. The answer was already obvious.

Lu Heng lifted his wine bowl and gently swirled the liquid inside.

Lu Heng knew the Snake-People Tribe's predicament from the original novel. That was why Medusa wanted to devour a Heavenly Flame and lead her people out of the desert. After all, a mere Peak Dou Emperor could hardly suppress the surrounding factions.

In the original novel, Medusa had devoured the Green Lotus Core Flame, survived a near-death ordeal, and ultimately become a Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python before Xiao Yan took her away. But now, he would be the one setting all this in motion.

He wanted both Queen Medusa and the Green Lotus Core Flame!

Just then, Queen Medusa across from him spoke.

"What about you?"

Medusa did not look up. She merely rested her thumb lightly against the rim of her wine bowl.

"Why do you seek strength?"

The plaza fell quiet for a moment.

Yue Mei stopped pouring herself wine, while Hua She'er slightly turned her head.

It was a strange question.

Medusa was not a queen who took an interest in humans.

Hua She'er had followed her for over a decade, yet she had never seen her