CHAPTER 661: CHAPTER 661 SUPPRESSING THE SNAKE SPIRITS

Isn’t this the standard coquettish behavior of the Golden Silkworm Gu, Xiao Yuanyuan?

How come it’s Xiao Honghong’s turn to act spoiled?

I even doubted for a moment whether I was still in an illusion, as I grabbed the little Xiao Honghong on my face into the palm of my hand, "Uh, are you sure you didn’t take the wrong medicine or something?"

This little critter is usually all about freedom, opposed to being claimed by someone, isn’t it?

"You think I took the wrong medicine!" Xiao Honghong indignantly rubbed her head against my fingers while protesting, "After I acknowledge you as my master, no other insects will even think about targeting you."

"Fine, I’ll let you become my Life-bound Gu, but now’s not the time." I looked around, "Let’s wait until we reach a safe place before discussing this."

Xiao Honghong grumbled dissatisfiedly, "They’re just a bunch of weaklings, all under my control now, there’s no danger left."

"Yes, Master Hong, you’re the mightiest." I flattered her in agreement, "You’ve got these people under control, now make them go to a place."

As I spoke, I showed Xiao Honghong a map.

Zhang Zidao folded one arm behind his back, lost in thought for a while before speaking, "Dear disciple, you took my sword and summoned the gu, all just to save their lives?"

"I’m saving myself; they all have horseshoe crab eggs in their brains. Once a person dies, it would hatch and attack us." I explained.

Stroking his chin, Zhang Zidao looked even more skeptical, "Neither Lin Huan nor Long Xiangkui might know about horseshoe crabs, so how does a young girl like you know about this thing? And you know that these people from Ten Thousand Poison Hall... all have this inside their heads??"

Indeed, these doubts are not without reason.

If I were Zhang Zidao, I’d have my suspicions too.

"Heh, I had a dream where you wielded a bronze sword and chopped off their heads, then we were chased by the hatched horseshoe crabs." I tossed the sword in my hand back to him, unable to describe everything that had happened in the Illusion Realm, so I simply put it down as a dream.

What had just occurred was like Zhuang Sheng dreaming of butterflies in the morning mist.

Was it Zhuang Sheng who dreamt of the butterfly, or the butterfly that encountered Zhuang Sheng in its dream?

I couldn’t even distinguish whether I was dreaming at the moment, being converted by the monk and a young Lin Huan with the Azarhan Sutra.

Forever trapped in slumber, and then having this dream.

Actually, everything that happened after I fell into the cave was what was real.

This thought was too terrifying, so I quickly suppressed it, refusing to scare myself further with such thoughts...

Zhang Zidao glanced at me, "Who are you trying to fool? Can you dream of things you’ve never seen before??"

"Putting aside whether dreams can show new species, let’s say, did my dream reveal everything you wanted to do, Master?" I pulled a compass out of my cross-body bag, "Master, we can’t leave just yet, I need to find a few things first."

Otherwise, we might not be able to leave at all.

Zhang Zidao asked, "What are you planning to find?"

"I don’t even know if this thing exists, I just have a hunch. Let’s try looking for it," I said, aligning the compass several times based on my understanding of the Fuxi sixty-four hexagrams’ directions.

Zhang Zidao handed over his Brass Compass to me, "Use this, it’s more professional."

"Thanks." With the Brass Compass, I could control my direction more precisely and slowly made my way to a patch of grass.

Crouching down, I searched bit by bit for any possible items that might appear on the ground.

Zhang Zidao murmured as he followed me, "The... Snake Devouring Stele!! Ten Thousand Poison Hall actually came up with this thing to kill you, they really are shameless."

"This thing is called the Snake Devouring Stele? What’s it for?"

Following Zhang Zidao’s gaze, I saw the Snake Devouring Stele on the ground. I pulled out the flower hairpin from my hair and stabbed fiercely at the stele.

Zhang Zidao stopped me, "Don’t waste your Spiritual Power, let me do it."

Crack, as Zhang Zidao’s Bronze Sword came down, the entire Snake Devouring Stele, including the White Python, was shattered to pieces.

The head of the White Python was the last to break apart, and green liquid actually flowed out of its eyes.

Only then did it turn into small fragments of stone.

"The Snake Devouring Stele is used to suppress Snake Spirits and evil spirits, as well as demon snakes that have fallen into madness. Moreover, there’s usually not just one, but many steles that serve as the corners of a Formation, forming the eye of the array and facilitating the entire Formation,"