The Little Snake That Can't Be Killed

"You! You pervert!!!"

Looking at the scene before her.

Even as innocent as Xiaobai was, she realized what was going on.

"Your master Danxia's body isn't even cold yet, and you, you huge pervert, are actually... actually playing with a snake here!!!"

"Do you have any conscience left?!"

Seeing this, Ye Shu didn't bother to hide it.

Holding the snake in one hand, he said calmly, "Do you think I wanted to? This little guy ambushed me when I wasn't looking."

He exchanged a somewhat innocent look with the little snake.

"Was it you who sneaked a bite?"

"Hiss, hiss~" The little snake flicked its tongue and nodded its small head.

"You Hachi-rat."

Xiaobai was stunned by his shamelessness.

How could there be such a brazenly shameless person in this world, not even sparing a snake.

"Hiss, hiss..."

The little snake flicked its tongue, let out a satisfied burp, slowly coiled around Ye Shu's finger a few times, and affectionately rubbed against the pad of his finger.

"Is this?"

Xiaobai only just noticed that this snake looked very familiar.

It seemed to be... Medusa!

That's right, it was Medusa's infant form!

There was absolutely no mistake!

"How can she be so intimate with you? She, she, she should be dying to bite you to death!" Xiaobai was puzzled.

"I don't know either."

Ye Shu shook his head, then crouched down, placed the little snake on the floor, and straightened its body under the snake's bewildered gaze. With a flash of silver light in his right hand, a broken longsword suddenly appeared in his grasp.

"What are you trying to do?"

Xiaobai froze.

"Chop it to death, of course," Ye Shu looked at her as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "What else? Keep it around to use as a fleshlight? Though it is indeed quite nice to use."

"But this is Medusa's infant form."

"Although her divine soul is currently dormant, who knows when she might awaken and suddenly take a bite out of me."

"No, you guy..."

Xiaobai's head was spinning.

She really couldn't figure out the guy in front of her. If you said he was ruthless, back in the Snake-Man City's holy temple, he was kissing and licking Medusa, and now he was playing with a snake.

If you said he wasn't ruthless...

After he was done playing, he'd pull up his pants and turn his back on her, ready to chop her up without hesitation.

Ye Shu, however, didn't care in the slightest.

He had a scale in his heart. He wasn't the type of person to let his little head control his big head and throw things out of balance. But as long as the situation was under control, he'd use his big head to control his little head.

And right now, the threat this little snake posed was too great.

Medusa was the same kind of person as him: rational and calculating. Even in a desperate situation, she still managed to play him. If it weren't for his master, he would probably be dead and his cultivation erased by now.

Just now was merely a tiny bit of revenge.

Now, she could not be kept alive.

Thinking this, Ye Shu's eyes flickered, and the broken Xiongyuan Sword gleamed with a cold light in the morning sun.

"Hiss, hiss~"

The little snake seemed to sense his killing intent and looked at him with pitiful eyes, as if begging for mercy.

"Begging is useless. My mind is made up."

Ye Shu's eyes turned ruthless, and he slashed down with the sword.

Crack—

Split into two.

Clang!

The Xiongyuan Sword snapped cleanly in two, bouncing twice on the ground with a crisp sound.

Ye Shu: "..."

Xiaobai: "..."

The little snake flicked its tail, its round eyes full of innocence. "Hiss, hiss?"

Looking at the little snake's innocent eyes and the Xiongyuan Sword broken in two on the ground, Xiaobai couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"Ahahahahaha!"

"I'm dying of laughter, you huge idiot!" She clutched her stomach, rolling around on the floor. "You actually tried to use a rotten sword to chop a Void Return Realm great demon! Even if she regressed to an infant form, she's still in the Void Return Realm. Her physical body is comparable to an Earth-grade spiritual weapon. What are you going to chop her with using that shattered spiritual sword?"

Ye Shu's face darkened.

He snatched the little snake up from the ground, tugged at it forcefully, and even bit it with his teeth. The little snake's body was very soft but possessed a tough resilience; he couldn't bite through it at all.

The little snake was made dizzy by his rough handling, looking extremely wronged.

"Damn it, it's so hard."

Ye Shu spat. Beside him, Xiaobai was already laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight. "Just stop tossing it around. With your current strength, you can't do anything to it."

"Hiss, hiss~"

The little snake was still innocently flicking its tongue.

Holding it, Ye Shu didn't know whether to let it go or keep it. Finally, he just glared at it fiercely.

"Hmph! I'll keep you around for now. Once I find a way, I'll kill you!"

The little snake shrank its neck, the tip of its tail gently hooking around his finger as if trying to curry favor. Its pitiful little appearance was enough to melt anyone's heart.

"Since things have come to this, let's think about the future first."

Ye Shu rubbed the bridge of his nose, stuffed the little snake into his pants, and fiercely warned it.

"Without my permission, no sneaking bites!"

"Hiss, hiss~" The little snake nodded with great intelligence.

"So..."

Xiaobai suddenly realized something and stared at Ye Shu suspiciously. "Your master has fallen into a deep slumber, so how come you don't look sad at all?"

"Will being sad wake my master up?" Ye Shu asked in return.

"No."

"Then there you have it."

Ye Shu spread his hands. "Besides, I remember this was part of your original plotline, right? Since it was expected and there will definitely be a way for her to recover in the future, what is there for me to be sad about? It's not like she's dead."

"I just need to figure out a solution later, right?"

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Xiaobai was dumbfounded.

It seemed to make some sense.

No, no, wait.

She shook her head and pointed at his nose, scolding, "Do you think this Heavenly Dao doesn't know? I've been watching you the whole time! Last night in the sea of consciousness space, you were chasing after Danxia's soul body and crying non-stop. What was that all about?"

Hearing this, Ye Shu merely shrugged.

"That was obviously an act."

"I couldn't exactly stand there expressionless while my master was looking all sorrowful and melancholic, and say something like, 'Master, actually this was all within my expectations, so just go in peace.'"

"If I did that, she would probably cry again and scold me for being a bad disciple."

"It's like mourning at a funeral. Even if you don't feel much sadness inside, you can't show it."

"I am an adult now."

Ye Shu said very seriously, using a tone full of worldly experience, "One must learn to take care of other people's emotions."

"You Hachi-rat."

Xiaobai was completely stunned.

It was exactly as she had expected. This detestable guy was completely two-faced—pure on the outside, but pitch-black on the inside.

He was a demon who toyed with people's hearts!

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