Chapter 117 Afraid of Getting Beaten

When Lord Zhao woke up, he found a python coiled in front of him and almost fainted from fright.

"You...you...you..." Lord Zhao stammered, "Are you Han Qingfeng?"

"Yes." The next moment, Master Han transformed into human form, sat upright at the tea table, picked up a cup and handed it to him, "Drink this morning tea, and then decide whether or not to stay and form a pact with that python."

"Huh?" Lord Zhao looked visibly resistant. "What do you mean?"

"The snake that bit you yesterday is willing to be your mount."

"He almost poisoned me to death, and he was still willing to be my mount? Who said that? Was he deliberately trying to harm me?"

“Wuyou said so,” Master Han said, turning the teacup upside down on the table. “Get up and go outside to take a look. He’s sitting on the stone pillar below and hasn’t left.”

"I feel dizzy. You and Master can deal with it for me. I feel uncomfortable whenever I see snakes."

Master Han stood by the bed with great interest. "Then I'll take more of your cases in the future to help you build your courage."

"No, there's no need for that. You should put on some clothes. We can afford to wear clothes now."

Master Han sneered, "Cowardly behavior."

"So what? You've forgotten I almost died?"

"Then you should deal with it yourself. Once a python has chosen a master, it's hard for it to give up."

Lord Zhao stood up. "So, you've transformed into your original form and are guarding this place?"

He got off the ground, barefoot, and bowed respectfully, saying in a serious tone, "Please, Uncle-Master, save my life and get rid of that snake. My mount, my mount, how am I supposed to ride a snake?"

"..." Master Han glanced at him indifferently, unwilling to say anything more.

"What's more, those slippery, icy scales are enough to make my hair stand on end. Uncle-Master, please have mercy on me."

The next moment, Master Han took a step forward and transformed into his original form in front of him.

"..." Zhao Jin gritted his teeth, almost feeling his soul leave his body, and his blood ran cold.

That scoundrel, why did you have to test him like this?

"You think I'm scary?"

“You are not only my mount, but you also like to transform into human form, which are two different things.” Lord Zhao smiled. “Besides, your cultivation is so high, unlike that python.”

"But I also have poison, and I can kill you at any time. Aren't you afraid?"

"..." Zhao Jin thought to himself, he didn't know that before.

Logically speaking, someone at his level should be able to control poisons at will; he's just deliberately trying to scare people.

Zhao Jin smiled and said, "What's there to be afraid of? If my master wants to poison me that day, he must have his reasons. I'll still be a hero eighteen years from now."

“But once you’ve been poisoned by me, you’ll never be poisoned by me again.” Master Han pointed to the door. “That’s exactly what that python was planning, which is why it bit you.”

Zhao Jin was practically stomping her feet in frustration.

"Knock knock knock".

"Come in." Lord Zhao stepped past Taoist Han and saw Zhang Chengxuan enter through the door. "Is there any way to drive away that snake?"

Zhang Chengxuan glanced at Master Han, "Yes, but Master and Third Uncle think it's best to accept a spirit beast since it's rare for one to recognize you."

"No need, absolutely no need." Lord Zhao grabbed his hair with both hands. "No matter what method you use, let that snake know that I will not choose it as my mount."

"Let Wuyou do the talking." Zhang Chengxuan turned around and took a bowl of soup from Song Chunxue's hands. "Senior Brother was frightened, this is a calming soup."

"Alright, thank you both, junior brothers." Lord Zhao accepted the porcelain bowl. "Where's Master? Did you find a mount later?"

Zhang Chengxuan looked at Master Han and said, "My master has obtained a snow lion."

"Congratulations, Uncle-Master! We must celebrate when we get back." Lord Zhao sat on the stool, his heels on the ground, and sipped his soup spoonful by spoonful.

Zhang Chengxuan noticed his uncle's gaze and tossed his senior brother's shoe to his feet.

Something seems off about my martial uncle today.

"Your junior brother also got a mount." Master Han turned to look at Lord Zhao. "Are you really not going to take that python?"

"What, Uncle-Master also suggested I take that python?" Lord Zhao looked at Zhang Chengxuan, "What mount did you acquire, Junior Brother?"

"The white phoenix is ​​quite majestic. It has already been put into the storage ring given to it by Master by Junior Brother." Mentioning this, Zhang Chengxuan couldn't help but sigh, he might have really benefited from Junior Brother's good luck.

However, although the eldest brother was bitten, he now had a mount, even though he didn't want it.

Lord Zhao laughed, "Alright, she just has this knack for infuriating people, I'm used to it. What about the others?"

"The other senior brothers also received them. Since they already had better ones, two of them were not satisfied with their new ones and, like the eldest brother, chose to give them up."

Zhang Chengxuan stood up. "I'll go tell Wuyou."

"Okay."

Stepping out of the room, Zhang Chengxuan saw Song Chunxue and Wuyou standing not far away, waiting.

"How about it?"

"Lord Zhao asked you to tell the python that he has chosen to give up."

"Tsk tsk, poor snake, I knew he would give up."

"Oh? What's your basis for that?" Zhang Chengxuan looked at Wuyou curiously.

"Tsk, it's something that can only be understood, not explained. I'll go find that snake now." Wuyou vanished in an instant.

Song Chunxue stood at the door, tiptoeing to try and peek inside.

"Why don't you go in?"

"Afraid of getting beaten up."

"Why?" Zhang Chengxuan asked, puzzled. "It wasn't you who caused my senior brother to be bitten."

"But I'm afraid my eyes can't hide anything."

Zhang Chengxuan laughed, "Then let's find another place to talk, so you don't get beaten up."

Song Chunxue laughed and ran away.

Once they were far away, Song Chunxue began to feel melancholy.

"I wonder if our medicinal herbs can restore Xie Zheng's health."

"Qingxuan is awake, go check on him." Zhang Chengxuan weighed the lychee in his hand. "We're leaving tomorrow, maybe we can still plunder some more."

"Okay!"

They walked around the corridor, making several turns, until they arrived at Qingxuan's residence.

Before I even got to the door, I could hear people arguing inside.

"Senior brother, that woman beat you up like this, why are you still going to do it? It wasn't that you deliberately tried to hurt Lord Xie, but she deliberately wanted to tease you."

It was Qingyun's voice.

Song Chunxue stood in the corridor with her arms crossed.

"So what if it is? The whole thing started because of me. Even if it wasn't intentional, it was still my fault. I can't pretend nothing happened just because of my mistake. Even if she intended to kill me, I have nothing to say."

Qingyun was furious. "But that's not what you said before. Did she knock your brains out? That old woman who's had children and been married before, are you all out of your minds to be bewitched by that woman?"

"So what? She wouldn't slander people like you do. All beings are equal. To have cultivated to this level, and with half the cultivation time of us, no matter what she was like in the past, she is still better than the two of us."

Zhang Chengxuan nodded and said in a low voice, "Yes, it looks much better than before."

"Senior brother, don't you like me?" Qingxuan's voice softened. "Knowing that I don't like her, why do you still insist on seeing her?"