"My name is Si Bing. I was cast out of my village as a child because of my impure bloodline and have been an Independent Cultivator ever since. I've lived a reclusive life, so I have no title to speak of. This time, I was tricked by those Demon Cultivators and fell for their treacherous plot. If it weren't for you, Little Crown Prince Si, who knows how many of our kin would have been slain."
Yang Jing put on a display of overwhelming gratitude.
He had honed his acting skills back in his days as an Independent Cultivator, and there wasn't a single flaw in his current performance.
Si Taizhen glanced at Yang Jing. After seeing him fight against many to avenge the fallen Snake Demons, he had no reason to doubt the story.
"Your bloodline is indeed rather impure."
To have reached the Foundation Establishment Realm and still be unable to transform away your snake tail... your bloodline is impure indeed.
