Good and Evil in the Human Heart (2)

As Xu Ershao spoke, his gaze casually swept over the injured left arm of the gray-robed young man before flicking toward the depths of the passage. His tone naturally shifted the subject. "Seeing that your injuries are rather severe, why not rest here and regulate your breathing for a while? We happen to need a brief rest ourselves."

No sooner had he finished than Su Qing crouched beside the corpse of a Three-Headed Dark Snake. He casually picked up a dry branch and poked through the snake carcasses a few times before speaking bluntly. "Friends, we contributed quite a bit to that battle just now. You take this one, and the other two are ours. How about it?"

As he spoke, the branch precisely pointed at the smallest snake corpse, while the thickest Dark Snake—the one Shen Yuxi had slain—was unceremoniously claimed for their side.

As the rescued party, the three naturally had no room to bargain. Upon hearing this, the gray-robed young man hurriedly piled on a smile and nodded repeatedly. "What are you saying, fellow cultivator? If not for your rescue, we would not have even kept our lives. Forget two snakes—even if all three went to you, that would only be right!"

The female cultivator behind him echoed his words. Yet the blue-robed sword cultivator standing at the very back quietly clenched the hand hanging by his side, lowering his head even further as the tips of his ears faintly reddened.

Though the Blackwater Mystic Serpent looked fierce, its actual value was limited. Its flesh contained potent venom and could not be eaten at all; while its scales were reasonably tough, they too carried toxins. Their material was somewhat better than ordinary Black Iron and Cold Copper, but removing the poison placed exceedingly high demands on artifact