Simp Snake, Yellow Spring Dew

The two women were completely dumbfounded.

Th-this... what was going on?

It had looked ready to tear someone apart just moments ago, so how had it suddenly become so... docile?

It even seemed a little... fawning?

They could actually see an expression akin to "walking on eggshells" on a snake's face?

Xiao Yin was stunned as well. Then understanding dawned on him, and he found it somewhat amusing.

It seemed that, as beings within the same "primordial" category, Taotie, as one of the Four Fiends, possessed a bloodline rank that naturally suppressed exotic beasts like the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent.

It was like vermin encountering the king of cats, or sheep meeting lions and tigers—something engraved into their genes.

He reined in Taotie's aura and tried using his powerful spiritual power to make contact with the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent's chaotic yet blazing consciousness.

The process was somewhat difficult, because its way of "thinking" differed from that of humans. Still, Xiao Yin barely managed to grasp the general meaning it wanted to convey.

"Your... Your Excellency... aura... same kind... ancient... powerful... follow... serve... don't want... forever... darkness... here..."

The fragmented thoughts came intermittently, filled with reverence, longing, and deep weariness toward this sunless Hell Road.

It had recognized the aura of Taotie on Xiao Yin and regarded him as a king among its kind, even as the continuation of a legendary ancient bloodline.

Instinctively, it wanted to follow him and submit to that aura. It longed to leave this prison-like hellhole and follow a powerful being into a broader world.

It had gained intelligence, but not much.

Most of its actions were driven by bloodline instinct and a simple desire to survive.

Xiao Yin stroked his chin as he examined this primordial exotic beast before him. Its strength