Chapter 294: Movements of the Serpent People
Chapter 294: Movements of the Serpent People
"Master, are you alright...?"
Xiao Yan was desperately trying to communicate with Yao Lao through the ring, but there was no response at all.
"Master..."
Seeing no response, Xiao Yan's expression became extremely grave, and he continued to try communicating numerous times in his mind.
Just as Xiao Yan was about to give up, Yao Lao's somewhat weathered voice finally sounded in his mind.
"Xiao Yan, why are you shouting so loudly? Are you mourning something?"
Hearing this voice, Xiao Yan's face, which had been somewhat sorrowful, instantly brightened.
"Master, you're alright, you scared me to death!" Xiao Yan communicated with intense relief.
"I almost didn't wake up. That transformative demon beast's last punch hit you, and I used my soul power desperately to protect you from death. Because of this, my soul also nearly slipped into a deep sleep," Yao Lao's voice was weak.
Hearing Yao Lao's explanation, Xiao Yan felt extremely ashamed: "I was wondering why I only felt pain like falling from the sky. It turns out, Master, you blocked that lethal attack from the transformative demon beast for me."
"Xiao Yan, after this time, for a long while I can only grant you the strength of a Dou King for short periods. If I were to boost you to Dou Ancestor strength again, my soul would immediately collapse into exhaustion and sleep. However, if you can obtain some heavenly materials and earthly treasures that restore soul power, my soul can recover," Yao Lao explained gravely.
"Heavenly materials and earthly treasures to restore soul power!" After hearing Yao Lao's words, Xiao Yan muttered to himself, then continued to inquire about their next steps.
"So, Master, are we still going into the deeper parts of the desert to search for the Strange Fire?"
Hearing Xiao Yan's question, Yao Lao fell into a brief silence.
While Xiao Yan was fully focused on communicating with Yao Lao, his many facial expressions did not go unnoticed by Xiao Ding and Xiao Li.
Seeing Xiao Yan's fluctuating expressions, Xiao Ding and the others were puzzled.
"Why are Third Brother's facial expressions changing so frequently?"
"Could it be that the fall from the sky damaged his brain?"
"It's very likely because of the injuries he suffered this time. Let’s take Third Brother to a supply point in the desert to rest!"
After speaking, they prepared to carry Xiao Yan onto a stretcher.
"Big brother, Second Brother, I'm fine!"
Just as they were about to move him, Xiao Yan suddenly propped himself up on the sand and slowly stood up.
"Third Brother, are you really alright?" Seeing Xiao Yan suddenly stand up, Xiao Ding was a bit concerned.
"Don't worry! I'm fine!"
To prove his words, Xiao Yan even thumped his chest a couple of times.
"If you're fine, then come with Second Brother for now. The three Xiao brothers can finally be together," Xiao Li patted Xiao Yan's shoulder, happy.
"No, Big Brother, Second Brother, you go ahead and settle down the Mo Tie Mercenary Group. I still want to go deeper into the desert to search for something."
Hearing Xiao Li's words, Xiao Yan refused without a second thought.
"Still going deeper into the desert? Isn't that where the Serpent People are?" Xiao Ding said, surprised.
"No worries, I'm not going there to fight the Serpent People!"
Xiao Yan smiled and waved his hand dismissively, then walked over to the black ruler, pulling it from the sand.
...
Meanwhile, deep in the Tagore Desert, outside an ancient palace.
Eight powerful Serpent People, leaders of the eight major tribes of their kind, were nearly side by side as they approached the palace. These leaders, both male and female, usually did not interact much with each other and even had some rivalries among themselves.
However, with the Serpent People's Great Elder and Queen Medusa achieving breakthroughs to become Dou Ancestor powerhouses, the chiefs of the eight tribes began to contact each other more frequently.
For countless years, the Serpent People had been at a disadvantage in their struggles against humans, their living space continually shrinking until they were confined to the vast Tagore Desert. But now, with two Dou Ancestors among them, their power surpassed many human nations of the Northwestern Continent, sparking voices within the tribe calling for a counterattack to reclaim lands beyond the Tagore Desert.
"Ha ha, Yuemei, the Great Elder said that our queen is attempting to break through to a five-star Dou Ancestor," a burly, bearded male Serpent Person said with a hearty laugh to a female Serpent Person walking beside him.
The female, named Yuemei, was strikingly voluptuous, her long hair cascading down her pale shoulders to her hips, revealing a sinuous waist that was rare in the world.
"Yes, Mobas, it's about time we left this barren desert," Yuemei responded with a smile.
"And those humans like to take our females as slaves, right? When we break through their cities, we'll take them as our slaves, ha ha..." Another burly and shirtless male Serpent Person in the group laughed loudly as he spoke.
As his words faded, the grand doors of the ancient palace suddenly opened, and a majestic and vast aura spread from within.
"All hail the Queen!"
Feeling this presence, the eight chiefs, who had been chatting and laughing, instantly turned serious and bowed deeply toward the door.
"Come in!"
A cold yet regal voice then called from inside the palace.
Hearing this, the eight Serpent People chiefs quickened their pace toward the grand hall.
As they entered the spacious and luxurious palace, a majestic figure in a purple crystal throne suddenly appeared at the front of the hall. The figure was a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a resplendent red robe that accentuated her voluptuous figure, reminiscent of a ripe peach, exuding a subtle allure. Her long black hair casually draped over her shoulders, down her slender waist. Underneath the red robe, her white, tender legs were casually crossed, sparking endless fantasies.
At this moment, several male Serpent People entering the hall dared not look directly at the seductive figure, fearing they might disrespect the dignified woman on the throne.
However, Yuemei didn't seem to care about such formalities. Looking up at the regal woman above, she straightened her waist slightly, highlighting her attractive contours.
"Your Majesty, the forces of our eight tribes are assembled. We await your command to fully attack the human cities!"
(End of Chapter)
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