Just as Silver Ring cried for help, a wild fruit, accompanied by a gust of wind, suddenly fell from the treetop and hit the snake keeper on the head.

The first fruit fell, and then the second wild fruit also fell from the tree.

Two fruits, like a valve that had been opened, fell one after another onto the snake breeder.

The snake keeper was taken aback when a wild fruit fell on him. He looked up at the spot where the fruit had fallen.

Just as he was distracted, the silver ring he was holding suddenly exerted force.

Despite the pressure on her small head, Silver Ring suddenly opened her mouth. The moment she could move her mouth, she eagerly sprayed a stream of venom at the large hand in front of her.

"ah--"

When the venom came into contact with the snake farmer's skin, the snake farmer cried out in pain.

His eyes narrowed, and he immediately tossed aside the silver ring in his hand. He picked up a wooden stick and quickly tapped it several times on his injured hand.

Silver Ring regained her freedom and immediately plunged into the grass.

"Squeak squeak squeak—"

On the treetop, the blue monkey squeaked a few times, threw a few fruits at the snake keeper on the ground, and then leaped off in the direction where the silver ring had disappeared.

——

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the river flowed, its surface shimmering. Under the shade of a tree on the bank, a middle-aged man leaned quietly against a large tree root. His once robust body now appeared extremely weak, and fine mist covered his forehead. After a long while, he let out a deep shout and abruptly opened his eyes. Then, his lips parted slightly, and a wisp of white smoke billowed from his mouth.

White smoke swirled around his face before being blown away by the wind.

The middle-aged man looked up, his dark eyes shining. His previous weakness seemed like an illusion. At this moment, he looked energetic and radiant, without a trace of illness.

The man stood up, brushed the grass clippings off his clothes, and looked up at the green grass in front of him.

His eyes flickered, his face full of meaning. He thought to himself: I never expected her to reappear in the form of a highly venomous silver ringed snake.

I don't know if this is good or bad for her.

Hopefully, she'll listen to what he says and not spew poison at the drop of a hat. Her poison is the essence of her being; not a single drop can be wasted.

But it's strange... Judging from her appearance, she seems to have been born for two or three hundred years, so why is the spiritual power surrounding her so weak?

That's fine, but why is there something like demonic energy on her body? According to her bloodline, shouldn't what she cultivates be demonic energy?

Could it be that she has encountered a problem in her cultivation?

No, we still need to find a way to bring her back. Her demonic energy is still very weak, so there should be time to reverse it.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then looked down at the small patch of black skin on the back of his hand. A hint of relief flashed in his eyes: Luckily, the little thing used a spray; if she had bitten him directly... he might have lost his life here.

However, it can be both a curse and a blessing.

Although he was poisoned by her, he also refined the contents of the venom... This substance was a rare treasure in the world, and just a little bit was enough to restore his gradually depleted dantian.

The man looked up and glanced in the direction where the silver ring had disappeared. With a wave of his hand, he picked up a stick that looked like dry firewood from beside his feet, then strode towards the national highway above the riverbank.

——

Silver Ring fled for her life, and when she reached a place she thought was safe, her snake body went limp and she collapsed to the ground.

She flicked her tongue, her large snake eyes flashing with a mixture of relief at surviving a calamity and apprehension at the impending doom.

She's doomed, doomed... She's killed again.

And this time, the person killed was a single individual.

I wonder how much pain she'll feel after that person is poisoned to death.

No, I need to find a place to settle down first, and continue my journey after the punishment for killing has passed.

A few "squeak squeak squeak" sounds rang out from above Silver Ring's head.

Silver Ring looked up and let out two weak hiss in response.

Hearing Silver Ring's voice, the blue monkey leaped a few times and landed behind Silver Ring. It stared at Silver Ring with its bright, watery eyes for a few moments, then grabbed the fruit in its hand and started to eat it.

Silver Ring glanced at it, swished its tail twice in dejection, and then slowly climbed onto it.

"Hiss hiss hiss—Blue Monkey, let's find a place to stay first, and we'll leave in a few days."

The pain that comes from killing is too profound for Yin Huan to bear for many years. In her memory, there is nothing but pain, so much so that she rolls on the ground in agony.

It's unclear whether the blue monkey understood Silver Ring's words. After Silver Ring climbed onto its back, it habitually carried Silver Ring and jumped up into the tree.

The night was deep and still. In a small grove of trees not far from Fuding Mountain, Yinhuan stretched out her body and clung tightly to a branch halfway up a large tree.

She was waiting, waiting for the punishment that was about to come.

As they waited, Silver Ring gradually became dumbfounded.

She looked up and glanced at the moon in the sky. Her green eyes were filled with doubt: Strange, it's been almost half a day, how come the person she sprayed with poison is still not dead?

Her poison, a single drop of which could kill an elephant, how come it hasn't killed a mortal after so long?

Silver Ring was somewhat bewildered. Could it be that her poison was no longer effective against humans?