"Its body bears seven colors, its eyes a hint of violet, its flesh a delicate fragrance, its power reaches the heavens... it really is a Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python."
Looking at the lively Seven-Colored Little Snake before him, Ling Feng extended his hand and called tentatively, "Your Majesty?"
He had no idea whether she was the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python or Queen Medusa at this moment.
The Seven-Colored Little Snake gave no response to his call. Yet she seemed remarkably intelligent, blinking her enchanting eyes as though considering something. A moment later, she tentatively slithered onto Ling Feng's hand.
"It looks like the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python's soul is in control right now. Queen Medusa's soul must have been affected by the tribulation and fallen into a temporary slumber."
Watching the Seven-Colored Little Snake, Ling Feng inwardly shook his head and silently muttered, Actually, I wanted to tell you that I could transform your bloodline directly, without that union of yin and yang you mentioned. Why are the women of your Snake-People Tribe all so impatient...?
Ling Feng was a textbook example of someone who pocketed the benefits and still played innocent.
An old lecher through and through.
But thick-skinned as he was, Ling Feng had no such self-awareness.
Just then, the Seven-Colored Little Snake coiled in his hand suddenly circled his palm twice before settling on his index finger. Her crystal-clear eyes held a trace of longing as she stared at the Storage Ring on that finger. Then she raised her head and let out several soft hisses toward Ling Feng, her gentle tone almost sounding as though she were wheedling.
"You're quite an interesting little thing. Do you want something? Oh, right, the companion amethyst source..."
Amused by the Seven-Colored Little Snake's adorable display, Ling Feng smiled. Suddenly