The giant snake was already shedding its skin quite quickly, and with its own "active" actions, soon only one-third of its skin remained on its body.
On the remaining two-thirds, the scarlet flesh throbbed with life, first growing soft snake scales, then slowly hardening.
The snakeskin that was thrown away contained the last vestiges of the world's secrets; even a piece the size of a palm was enough to be called a treasure.
Moreover, these fallen snakeskins varied in size, some large enough to cover a palace, others as small as a fingernail. At this moment, these "treasures" were discarded by the crazed Ling Xiao.
The energy materialized on the snakeskin, and the world consciousness could no longer be taken back.
Opportunities will fall randomly, and those who are destined for them will soar to great heights.
And so—the person who was lucky enough to be hit by the snakeskin experienced a strange phenomenon in full view of everyone.
Some people find themselves able to breathe fire or water when their throats itch; some have their bodies mutate and grow wings; and some suddenly gain immense strength.
There are countless varieties.
These people only get a tiny fraction of what they need, so their abilities are limited. For example, they can only manage to light a wood-burning stove with their fire, and they don't even have the stamina to grill properly.
Of course, that's all you can do with small pieces, but it's different with extra-large pieces, especially snakeskin with flesh and blood still attached.
In this degenerate age, it could be considered a national treasure, and it is not something that humans can easily absorb.
How can a river be poured into a small cup?
Divine objects conceal themselves; they are not discovered on the spot. They almost always change their shape and hide, waiting for the destined person.
Ling Xiao's actions can be described as "selling his father's land without a care," or rather, "hurting the enemy three thousand while losing eight hundred of his own."
After all, apart from the alien energy that was supposed to be eliminated, the rest of the flesh and blood had already been domesticated.
The host, driven to madness, didn't care, but was heartbroken, watching others take advantage of the host as if they were tearing flesh from the system.
"No way! Even if we're going to be taken advantage of, we have to make sure the benefits don't go to outsiders!"
Once the decision is made, the gaze becomes unwavering.
A giant serpent in the sky was tearing itself apart, blood and flesh flying everywhere, while one of the orbs of light reached out and began to manipulate things behind the scenes...
Inside the palace, Zhu Yuanzhang stared wide-eyed at "Liu Xian's" primitive and barbaric actions.
Suddenly, more than a dozen enormous pieces of snakeskin flew toward him with a whooshing sound.
Old Zhu was terrified, his face turned ashen, "I'm doomed..."
Suddenly, Princess Nongyu raised her hand lightly, and the silver snakeskin was piled up perfectly to the side with a loud sound.
"Thank you, Princess Xie Nongyu, for your help." A bead of cold sweat rolled down Zhu Yuanzhang's forehead, his heart pounding.
Nongyu did not answer. Zhu Yuanzhang followed her gaze and saw that the flowers and plants were nourished at the edge of the pile of snakeskin.
In an instant, it grew, sprouted, and mutated. Several peony plants bloomed as large as pots, their fragrance rich and alluring, and their branches moved volcanically even without wind.
The orchid is crystal clear, with clouds and mist seemingly swirling within its roots and stems...
Old Zhu's eyes burned with fervor as he looked at the snakeskin. "Heavens above! Immortal Liu really heard what I said."
Inside Liuxian Palace.
Bai Susu gazed at the mountain of snakeskins piled around her, her expression complex, as a familiar voice reached her ears:
"Susu, there's no time to say more. Anyway, Liu Xian is leaving this time no matter what. Consider these her parting gifts to you, her disciple."
"And listen carefully, these are all good things..."
Fearing the village girl might not take it seriously, he kept emphasizing the importance of the snakeskin.
Sigh, if I don't worry about it, who will? That scumbag host, the system is just being self-righteous, trying to maintain its host's image.
It left as soon as it finished speaking, unaware that the usually sweet and obedient Susu hadn't said a word.
a long time.
Beside the pile of bloody, mangled snakeskin, Bai Susu gently sat down, tilted her head and leaned against it, her cheek touching the cold snake scales and rubbing them a couple of times.
"I also want to ask, why was I named Bai Susu? Is it because you are a white snake?"
The ethereal sound vanished into the air in an instant, unnoticed by anyone.
After focusing on two key areas, the system began to let loose and do as it pleased.
I have a good impression of it. Hehe, send one over.
For example, the Prince of Yan's residence, the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace, and believers who were once chosen to "manifest their divine power".
Here, the giant snake was also nearing the end of its molting process, with only a layer of white scales remaining on the tip of its tail.
The world consciousness was also getting anxious. If it failed this time, it would lose everything and might even face a major disaster.
The final bolt of lightning was white to purple, with smaller bolts constantly being thrown into it from the surrounding area.
The giant snake was already on its last breath and should not have been able to escape the lightning. The white snake had turned into a blood snake.
Just then, the snake's tail fell into its mouth, and with a frantic thud, flesh and bone flew everywhere, and the snake's tail was bitten off!
The giant snake tilted its head back and swallowed the snake tail whole.
"You're too green to kill me."
Ling Xiao spoke as softly as a mosquito's buzz; her blood was still flowing, but her breath was slowly returning. Gazing at the rapidly dissipating lightning, she coldly asked:
"System, contact the Supreme God. He should be dealing with these disobedient lackeys."
They obeyed without hesitation and discovered that the main god, whom they had previously been unable to contact, responded almost instantly this time.
In a flash, the poor system's mind raced with a multitude of possibilities, and its scalp tingled, if it could.
…………
A moment later, a "unparalleled" gem floated in front of Ling Xiao, every inch of its light seemingly showing the cycle of a civilization.
"You're so arrogant, aren't you? Now show me how arrogant you can be!"
Squatting on the "gem," hands on hips, laughing loudly, rolling the "gem" around.
Ling Xiao was not satisfied and sneered:
"The Supreme God is definitely a master of manipulation, isn't he happy to kill two birds with one stone? He's been wanting to get rid of this traitor for a long time, taking advantage of my labor and then trying to fool me with what I rightfully deserve."
The air distorted, and a line of text appeared:
"The mission taker has the necessary items to leave this world at any time."
Then, as if adding a note, he said, "A sharp sword is forged through tempering, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. Keep going!"
After a suffocating silence, the host's faint command was heard:
"You've recorded it all, right? Go post it on your favorite gossip section, and you'll become famous overnight."
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