As Dang Xiangjun's thoughts raced, he noticed that over on Spirit Nurturing Peak, several Spirit Nurturing Masters had strange expressions on their faces. They looked shocked, yet there was a hint of pleasant surprise.
He paused. Instead of immediately asking about the Technique, he said, "The little one?"
Elder Huang chuckled. "Hah, just a troublesome beast I've raised for a few years. It just refuses to grow."
As he spoke, a small, jade-green snake slithered out from his sleeve.
Its body was as thick as a faucet pipe and about two feet long. It was a translucent, brilliant green, like a piece of jade, and it radiated the aura of a Primordial Alien Species.
The little snake slithered out of the sleeve, wound its way up Elder Huang's arm, and came to rest on his shoulder. It coiled its body, raised its head to look at Dang Xiangjun, flicked its forked tongue, and then spoke in a human voice.
