Refusing to Be Anything Other Than the Tang Sect's Eldest Senior Brother

The Datura Snake was originally bound by the Blue Silver Grass.

The next moment, it secreted mucus, its body becoming slippery. With a few tremors, it broke free from the control, gliding along the ground and darting more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Oh no, it's going for Yuhao!" Bei Bei cried out in shock.

This snake was incomparably cunning. Taking advantage of the two of them lowering their guard, it suddenly burst into extreme speed, killing toward two children who didn't even have spirit rings.

Huo Yuhao's face turned pale, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Right on time." Wang Xiao felt no fear; instead, he was somewhat excited.

On the ground, one golden vine after another stretched out, covering the earth.

When the Datura Snake reached a distance of five meters, all the Blue Silver Grass burst upward, resembling a flower bud converging toward the center.

Bang, bang, bang!

The Datura Snake was trapped within the golden cage, constantly charging and attempting to bash its way out with brute force.

"Little thing, I could tell long ago that you were up to no good."

Wang Xiao wasn't worried. What he had awakened was the Blue Silver Emperor, not the Blue Silver Grass; their hardness was not on the same level, so it wouldn't be getting out anytime soon.

Of course, the Datura Snake was also famous for its venom and speed; if it were replaced by a fierce tiger or a giant bear, it might not even last a single second.

"Wow, little friend, your Martial Soul is also Blue Silver Grass? That is so amazing." In the distance, Tang Ya wore a look of pleasant surprise.

However, Wang Xiao still underestimated the destructive power of the Datura Snake's venom.

A mouthful of venom spat onto a weak spot melted a gap, and the snake's head squeezed out first.

"Little thing."

Wang Xiao showed no fear, meeting it head-on instead. Bubble-like red chakra surged from his right fist, and he struck the snake's head with a single punch.

With a loud bang, the Datura Snake rolled its eyes, its head bobbing up and down before it finally passed out cold.

"So this is the power of the Nine-Tails? It really is strong. No wonder the entire Ninja World wants to capture it to act as a Jinchūriki," he sighed with emotion.

Tang Ya and Bei Bei rushed over, arriving just in time to catch the scene of him knocking out a Millennium Soul Beast with a single punch.

Huo Yuhao witnessed everything, his mouth wide enough to fit an egg. It was too shocking.

"Brother Wang is simply a superman!"

Tang Ya and Bei Bei stared at Wang Xiao as if looking at a monster. They had tangled with the Datura Snake for a long time and still hadn't managed to capture it.

Yet it had been knocked out cold with a single punch by this youth after a minor trick.

Wang Xiao looked completely calm, saying, "You guys are planning to hunt this Datura Snake, right? It's only unconscious for now—to be safe, you should deliver the finishing blow as soon as possible."

"Little brother, are you really willing to give this to Big Sis?" Tang Ya's pretty face was written full of bewilderment.

A Millennium Soul Beast, just like that, given away to others?

"It's not suitable for me to absorb anyway. Take it, don't stand on ceremony." Wang Xiao didn't care in the least.

He had already awakened the Blue Silver Emperor; was he really going to be as foolish as Tang San and run off to absorb virulent poison and paralysis?

"Wow! Little brother, you're really a good person. Thank you so much."

Tang Ya was overjoyed, pulling Wang Xiao into her embrace and exclaiming excitedly, "Little brother, once Big Sis finishes absorbing the spirit ring, I'll definitely give you a gift."

Cough, cough...

At that moment, Wang Xiao experienced what it meant to suffocate; pain and happiness coexisted, and the tactile sensation was super soft.

Tang Ya didn't care at all. She released Wang Xiao, stood up, and went to absorb the Datura Snake spirit ring.

Bei Bei, meanwhile, stood guard on the side.

"What a perverted little brat. The Uchiha Clan really is naturally evil."

The voice of the Nine-Tails echoed disdainfully within his sea of consciousness.

Wang Xiao snorted coldly, not caring in the least and simply treating it as sour grapes.

A few black lines appeared on the Nine-Tails' forehead; this brat lacked respect for the Tailed Beasts and was truly asking for a beating.