Chapter 38: Yun Yun Appears 

"The High Priest wasn't wrong. Your Majesty the Queen indeed didn't perish so easily."

"But how did Her Majesty end up like this?"

"There might have been a mishap during her evolution."

"A mishap?" Yan Ci recalled the sudden disappearance of energy fluctuations in the city earlier. Perhaps that was the case. He then said coldly, "Since it's Her Majesty, we can't let this brat off."

"Brat, hand over Her Majesty immediately, and I might spare you a whole corpse," Yan Ci said icily.

The other tribal leaders, seeing that Her Majesty wasn't dead and had successfully evolved, exchanged glances before bursting into ecstatic joy. Heaven has blessed our Snake-People clan.

Thus, when the brat before them threatened them with Her Majesty, their Dou Qi surged, and they glared at Chen Mo, "Hand over Her Majesty now!"

Once we retrieve Her Majesty, it will be time for our Snake-People clan to take revenge on the humans.

This was the thought in their hearts.

The roars of the few awakened the Seven-Colored Tiny Snake from its slumber.

Seeing the clearly hostile faces around it, the tiny snake's body suddenly straightened, and a vast, terrifying aura erupted from its small frame.

At an astonishing speed, it enveloped everyone.

The flame mark on its forehead flickered, and its snake mouth opened, spewing a azure flame towards Yan Ci.

"This is a Strange Fire," Yue Mei thought in shock. Not only had Her Majesty successfully evolved, but she had also refined a Strange Fire.

"Watch out, Yan Ci, retreat!" Yue Mei exclaimed in panic.

The suddenness of the event, coupled with Yan Ci's disbelief that Her Majesty would attack him, left him defenseless.

The Azure Lotus Core Flame instantly engulfed Yan Ci, the fierce flames burning on his body. Soon, the unpleasant smell of roasted meat emanated from him.

But as a Dou King, with the help of the seven others nearby, he quickly extinguished the flames. However, his body was left with severe burn scars.

"Brat, I'm going to kill you," Yan Ci blamed Chen Mo for all this.

"You..." Chen Mo, seeing him open his eyes and shift the blame onto him, couldn't help but feel speechless.

At the same time, he marveled in his heart, "Her Majesty is indeed Her Majesty. Even turned into a tiny thing, she's still so fierce."

"Brat, what exactly did you do to Her Majesty? She would never attack us," the group tightened their encirclement.

"Don't act recklessly, or I'll have Her Majesty give you another taste."

Chen Mo quickly positioned the Seven-Colored Tiny Snake in front of him as a talisman.

The tiny snake seemed to understand Chen Mo's words, and the flame mark on its forehead flickered again.

Seeing this, the eight hastily retreated.

The snake's mouth opened, and another azure flame shot out. This time, however, the flame only traveled less than half a meter before fizzling out.

The tiny snake turned its head to look at Chen Mo, its watery eyes filled with a hint of grievance.

The grievance of hunger.

"You..."

Awkward, extremely awkward.

Couldn't even finish the act.

Chen Mo had no time to feed it. Seizing the moment as the eight retreated, he stuffed the tiny snake back into his embrace and made a quick escape.

The not-asleep tiny snake, feeling stifled, poked its head out from his embrace.

"Chase him." The eight leaders hadn't expected this kid to be so cunning, slipping away so quickly.

The gap in strength between a Dou Master and a Dou King was immense.

Before long, the distance between the two sides began to close rapidly.

Attacks from behind continued, but likely out of consideration for Queen Medusa, who was with him, none of them were fatal.

Sensing the sound of something cutting through the air behind him, Chen Mo stomped the ground fiercely, and the phantom of a swimming dragon appeared, propelling him forward.

"Zzz" The attack missed, and the grass where it landed withered into dead grass in an instant.

The attack was not only fierce but also poisonous.

"Huh, this kid has some tricks up his sleeve." Seeing that none of their attacks had hit, Yue Mei frowned, flapped her wings, and under the moonlight, a long snake shadow suddenly slashed across the sky.

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When she reappeared, she was right in front of Chen Mo.

The snake shadow descended, and the immense wind pressure generated by the high speed created a massive sand pit stretching hundreds of meters in the desert.

The sandstorm it kicked up made it impossible for Chen Mo to keep his eyes open, and he stopped in his tracks with a leap.

The eight of them surrounded Chen Mo once again.

"Little one, hand over Her Majesty the Queen obediently, and perhaps this sister might consider sparing your life," Yue Mei said with a charming smile, looking at the disheveled boy who was panting heavily from the chase.

"Phew, really? You should have said so earlier. I would have handed her over right away," Chen Mo gasped, taking the small snake out from his chest and placing it on the sand, as if he really intended to hand it over.

"Hehe, don't play tricks. I'm taking both Her Majesty and you," Yue Mei had figured out that something must have gone wrong during Her Majesty's evolution, causing her memory to be damaged. She no longer remembered them and instead had grown close to this boy.

"Oh? Didn't you just say you'd spare my life? Changing your mind so quickly?" Chen Mo laughed.

"This sister hasn't gone back on her word. I said I'd spare your life, but I didn't say I'd let you go," Yue Mei covered her red lips with her jade-like hand and smiled charmingly. "This sister happens to be short of a robe attendant. Would you be willing?"

"Forget it. That tail of yours seems to have lost a lot of its charm," Chen Mo exhaled slowly, part of his consciousness lingering on the system store. The experience cards for Dou Ancestor and Dou Emperor were too expensive, so he planned to spend a little over a thousand Luck Points to exchange for a Dou King experience card to escape.

Seeing that her words not only failed to entice the boy but also elicited a slightly mocking response, Yue Mei's pretty face turned cold. "You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Then you'll stay in this desert today."

"The leaders of the eight great tribes, bullying a boy with the cultivation of a Dou Master—aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the world if this gets out?"

A green wind blade shot towards Yue Mei, who sensed the danger and instantly dodged. The wind blade struck the sand pit, erupting with a thunderous explosion and kicking up a storm of sand.

As the sandstorm dissipated, under the moonlight, a black figure flew in from the distance, holding a strange sword glowing with green light, and landed right in front of Chen Mo.

"Sister Yun Yun," Chen Mo said softly.

Under the black robe, a pair of beautiful eyes glanced back at Chen Mo. Yun Yun's voice carried a hint of reproach. "Shouldn't you be at the sect? What are you doing here?"

"This..." Chen Mo scratched his head, wondering how to explain it.

"The mysterious Dou Emperor from before," Yue Mei's expression was filled with surprise, but even more so with deep apprehension.

"So what if he's a Dou Emperor? If you don't hand over Her Majesty the Queen, we'll settle both old and new scores. No one is leaving," Yan Ci shouted fiercely. "Form the seal. Even without the High Priest, the eight of us are more than enough to keep them here."

(End of Chapter)