Starting as a Snake: Defying Heaven with Invincibility

Xiao Long moved with lightning speed, each flash claiming a life.

"You killed a level 8 wild beast, gaining 600 experience!"

"You killed a level 9 wild beast, gaining 960 experience! (20% bonus for challenging a higher level)!"

...

One by one, the wild beasts fell, turning into a wave of experience. Initially, Xiao Long had to go through some trouble to kill them, but now, as they only focused on escaping, it saved him a lot of hassle.

Unknowingly, the dozen or so people who came were all slaughtered, leaving only two of the strongest at the peak of the tenth level of the Body Refining Realm.

The two stood back to back, each holding a large blade, trembling as they looked at Xiao Long.

They knew that Xiao Long's speed was far superior to theirs, and escaping held no hope of survival.

"Senior, we were just passing by and meant no offense. Please forgive us!" Zhou Hong had no other choice. It was said that this snake could understand human speech, so he could only try his luck.

Xiao Long sneered, his inner Qi simulating a human voice that spread out: "Forgive you? Isn't your Fire Cloud Sect offering a bounty to kill me? If you want my life, you should be prepared to be killed!"

Zhou Hong's mouth twitched violently. As rumored, this snake not only understood human speech but could also speak it!

He gritted his teeth and said, "That was a foolish act by the Fire Cloud Sect, nothing to do with us!"

"I assure you, Senior, that once I return, I will leave the Fire Cloud Sect. I only ask for a chance to live." Liu Ming quickly added, though he was already planning to spread the word once he got back. The Beast Taming Sect had always been interested in strange demon beasts and would surely come to capture this one.

Xiao Long stared at the two: "In that case, I'll let you go."

The two were overjoyed, simultaneously breathing a sigh of relief.

But in the next moment, Xiao Long suddenly vanished from his spot, and Liu Ming's hair stood on end.

"Poof!"

"You killed a level 10 wild beast, gaining 1500 experience! (50% bonus for challenging a higher level)!"

System prompt: You picked up a "lower-grade storage spirit ring."

A cold gleam flashed, and Liu Ming spat a mouthful of blood skyward, his body collapsing powerlessly. Zhou Hong quickly retreated to a distance, staring intently at Xiao Long.

Xiao Long found it amusing; a casual remark had tricked them into letting their guard down. Were the disciples of the Fire Cloud Sect really so incompetent?

Zhou Hong gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, aren't you afraid of divine retribution for breaking your word like this?"

"Divine retribution? I am the heavens!"

Xiao Long couldn't be bothered to waste words, his figure shot forward again, enveloped in a violent inner Qi, his aura soaring into the sky.

Zhou Hong's face turned ashen, despair rising in his heart.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and shouted hoarsely, "Brother Song, save me!"

A silver arrow shot from the sky, tearing through the air, aimed straight at Xiao Long.

"Hmph!"

Xiao Long snorted coldly, his tail hooking Zhou Hong's leg, pulling him in front as a shield.

The silver arrow did not slow, seemingly accelerating, shooting straight ahead.

"No!" Zhou Hong screamed in despair.

Swoosh!

The arrow pierced through Zhou Hong's body, its momentum unabated, grazing Xiao Long's scales, causing a burst of blood light on Xiao Long's body.

"What ruthless tactics, willing to kill a fellow disciple just to injure me."

Xiao Long landed on the ground, quietly looking into the distance, where a young man with a silver longbow stood, staring back at him.

This was none other than Song Yu, a Qi Condensing Realm warrior, whom Xiao Long had encountered once before, known as the "Soul Chasing Arrow."

Beside Song Yu stood two others, both core disciples of the Fire Cloud Sect, one carrying a chain mace, the other wielding a mountain-splitting blade, both renowned figures.

"Three Qi Condensing Realm warriors, two at the first level, one at the third level."

Xiao Long's gaze grew serious. With his current strength, dealing with the three was quite challenging.

Song Yu, at the third level of the Qi Condensing Realm, couldn't be killed without the Midas Touch. The release range of the Midas Touch was ten meters, and they were over a kilometer apart now. He had to find a way to close the distance.

"This archer must die; leaving him alive would be a disaster," Xiao Long calculated in his mind.

Charging in head-on was unrealistic; the opponent wasn't foolish. Unless he could lure them...

At this moment, Xiao Long suddenly felt a tingling on his scalp. Turning his gaze, he saw three arrows carrying fiery inner Qi shooting toward him simultaneously.

He hadn't even noticed when Song Yu made his move!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

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Three explosions shook the ground, flames soaring, bricks flying, and amidst the smoke and dust, a black snake was blasted away, like a piece of charred coal.

In a single exchange, Xiao Long was severely injured!

"Brother Song, with those three explosive flame arrows, that snake should be nothing but charcoal by now," laughed Zhu Gang, the burly man carrying the chain mace.

"Brother Song's explosive flame arrows once killed a fifth-level Demon General; a mere eighth-level demon beast probably didn't even leave a trace," added Sun Ze, the young man with the large blade.

Song Yu shook his head slowly and said, "That snake is probably not dead yet."

"What!" The two were shocked.

Song Yu's expression was grave. The explosive flame arrows bore his soul imprint, allowing him to clearly sense the snake's life force, albeit very faint.

Since he was tricked last time, causing harm to the sect master's soul, he knew this snake was not to be underestimated.

An eighth-level demon beast surviving his three explosive flame arrows was, in itself, an incredible feat!

"Let's go! Check it out; it should only have one breath left." Song Yu was highly focused, cautiously moving forward, his steps extremely slow to prevent any sudden incidents.

The two exchanged glances, muttering to themselves, wasn't it just an eighth-level demon beast, was there really a need to be so cautious?

In their eyes, Song Yu's behavior seemed cowardly, and they secretly looked down on such timidity.

Song Yu offered no explanation for their contemptuous looks. Even a lion uses all its strength to catch a rabbit; he wouldn't allow himself to fail against this snake demon!

Xiao Long used the Breath Concealment Technique, burying himself in the sand, his aura completely hidden.

At this moment, his entire body was in tatters, most of it charred and carbonized. If not for wrapping his vital organs with Azure Dragon inner Qi, he might have perished from that attack.

Xiao Long guessed that the archer must be a genius capable of challenging higher levels, appearing to be at the third level of the Qi Condensing Realm, but actually possessing the strength to contend with the fifth level.

However, it was all meaningless, as the system still rated his level as 13, only five levels higher than Xiao Long.

No matter what kind of genius, under the power of the Midas Touch, even the most talented would meet the same fate—death.

Xiao Long knew that a soul imprint had been left on his body, but he didn't remove it, pretending not to notice. He didn't tend to his injuries, lying motionless in the soil, his aura lowered to the minimum, his heart temporarily ceasing to beat, as if he were dead.