Datura Snake

Lin Mo quickly shook his hands, trying to flick off as much of the red and white gore as possible.

However, some residue still remained.

After glancing around, he saw Luo Sanpao approaching and beckoned to it with a smile.

Luo Sanpao looked puzzled, but once it reached Lin Mo's side, it found itself being manhandled by him.

By the time it realized what Lin Mo was up to and tried to pull away, it was already too late.

Lin Mo had already used its head as a towel to wipe his hands clean.

It had only come to provide support under Yu Xiaogang's orders; it never expected its own sleek, soft fur to be used as a rag by Lin Mo.

Its small blue eyes widened into perfect circles, and it snorted two puffs of air from its nostrils, clearly quite dissatisfied with Lin Mo's behavior.

Yet, intimidated by Lin Mo's previous display of savagery, it dared not show too much resistance.

It could only let out a few soft whimpers to express its grievance.

Feeling the gazes of Tang San and Yu Xiaogang fixed upon him, Lin Mo couldn't help but smile and say, "Why are you looking at me like that? Didn't I tell you before? I have innate divine strength!"

Hearing this, the corner of Yu Xiaogang's mouth twitched.

Innate divine strength?

Was this really something that could be explained by mere innate strength?

To be able to slaughter so many ten-year Nether Wolves so easily and in such a short time, relying solely on brute force and hand-to-hand combat?

Yu Xiaogang didn't believe it.

He looked at Lin Mo's calm, composed face, feeling certain that there must be something about Lin Mo's mysterious martial soul that he didn't yet know.

After all, if one wanted to achieve such a feat as easily as Lin Mo...

Even those Power Attack System Battle Soul Masters with beast martial souls would find it difficult to do so using only brute force without the aid of soul skills.

Yet, Lin Mo was still just a mere level ten soul apprentice who hadn't even formally obtained his first soul ring.

Tang San stood by in silence for a moment, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the corpses of the Nether Wolves on the ground and Lin Mo.

"Lin Mo, since you killed these soul beasts, that means you could absorb the soul rings they produce. Do you intend to absorb one?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo subconsciously shook his head: "No, they are too weak."

He spoke crisply and cleanly, without a hint of hesitation.

The Nether Wolf had never been on the list of candidates for Lin Mo's first soul ring from the very beginning.

The reason was simple.

The Nether Wolf was too weak!

Not only was its strength lacking, but its bloodline was also inferior!

If he were to truly absorb the soul ring of a ten-year Nether Wolf as his first, he would be cutting off his own future!

Even looking at the Soul Hunting Forest as a whole, the Nether Wolf sat at the lower-middle level of the food chain.

They were the type that couldn't eat enough of anything and couldn't accomplish anything!

The range of soul rings that a Body Martial Soul could absorb was quite broad, and compared to a soul beast like the Nether Wolf that excelled at nothing...

Lin Mo preferred to choose soul beasts with decent bloodlines that leaned toward power.

Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly at Lin Mo's words, his eyes showing a touch of approval.

Suddenly, however, the surroundings became deathly quiet.

The silence arrived abruptly; even the chirping of insects vanished, leaving only the sound of breathing from the three humans and one beast.

The air seemed to grow heavy with a fishy scent, accompanied by a faint sweetness and the fragrance of tea.

Realizing this, Tang San's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively shouted: "Teacher, Lin Mo, be careful! There is a poisonous creature nearby!"

Having dealt with countless poisonous creatures in his past life, he was all too familiar with this scent.

Yu Xiaogang immediately waved his right hand, and the two yellow soul rings on his body settled directly onto Luo Sanpao.

Luo Sanpao stared vigilantly at a cluster of bushes not far away, its nose twitching incessantly as a low growl rumbled in its throat.

Lin Mo followed Tang San's gaze, and thanks to the advantages of his Body Martial Soul, he clearly saw the figure hidden beneath the brush.

A dark green, triangular snake head rose from the bushes, with small, ruby-like eyes embedded on either side.

A forked tongue flicked out from the slit of its mouth, vibrating rapidly.

A Datura Snake.

Lin Mo identified the snake, but once he recognized it, his brow furrowed slightly.

They had scattered realgar powder around their campsite, which was supposed to repel snakes; even for a Datura Snake, it should have had some restrictive effect.

His gaze swept rapidly across the ground, and he soon found the answer.

The yellow powder on the ground around the Datura Snake had been trampled into a mess, mixed indistinguishably into the soil and blades of grass.

These realgar powders had been ruined by the few Nether Wolves that had just run past.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo felt a chill in his heart.

Could those wolves from earlier have been driven here by this Datura Snake?

Was its goal to have them destroy the surrounding realgar powder?

If that were truly the case, then this Datura Snake was terrifyingly intelligent!

Before Lin Mo could dwell on it further, the Datura Snake's body carved a dark green arc through the grass, moving with such speed that it left behind a blur.

It lunged toward the position where Lin Mo and the others were standing.

Having received Yu Xiaogang's command, Luo Sanpao met the Datura Snake head-on, its two spirit rings flashing in succession.

The first yellow spirit ring lit up first; as the light pulsed, Luo Sanpao took a deep breath, its belly visibly swelling.

"Farts like thunder, earth-shattering Luo Sanpao!"

A dull, explosive sound erupted from behind Luo Sanpao, and a cloud of yellow gas, carrying a powerful shockwave, blasted straight toward the Datura Snake.

Immediately following, the second spirit ring lit up as well.

"Farts like mist, hypnotic slumber Luo Sanpao!"

Another burst of yellow gas sprayed out from Luo Sanpao's chubby backside.

This time, the gas was even denser, slowly enveloping the area where the Datura Snake was located.

The two successive clouds of yellow gas spread out, making the surrounding air grow somewhat murky.

Yet, the next moment, Yu Xiaogang's heart sank.

The Datura Snake passed through the two clouds of yellow mist in an instant, its figure bursting out from the haze with its speed barely diminished.

The Datura Snake had not been successfully hypnotized.

Of course! It was a master among venomous creatures; its resistance to toxins was far superior to that of ordinary spirit beasts!

Whether it was Luo Sanpao's thunderous blast or the hypnotic gas, both had only managed to slow the Datura Snake's pace by a fraction.

Yu Xiaogang's expression turned grim.

He quickly calculated the current situation.

Luo Sanpao's offensive methods had minimal effect on this Datura Snake.

With Tang San and Lin Mo's martial spirits yet to have spirit rings attached, retreat seemed to be their only option.

However, before Yu Xiaogang could order Luo Sanpao to stall the Datura Snake and buy them time to escape, Lin Mo, currently in his state of regression, had appeared behind Luo Sanpao.

When had he moved? He hadn't even noticed.