He longed to become a Great General who could command mighty troops and become famous under the heavens!
After listening, the Giant Python coiled once, pondered for a while, and actually nodded in agreement!
It promised that the Great General could become a prominent general in his next life, wielding great power and become famous under the heavens.
Just as the Taoist was about to put forward his own request, he never expected that the damned General would steal a march on him. Feeling that the rare opportunity he had painstakingly worked for most of his life had been snatched away by someone else, he flew into a rage of shame and resentment, drew his sword and charged suddenly from behind, plunging it into the General's heart while the latter was caught up in his excitement, killing him on the spot.
Indeed, blessings and misfortunes rely on each other; the moment of joy had just arrived on his front foot when death knocked on his back foot.