Chapter 395
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"What is this? Your soulmate? " The snake was not very thick. Wei Ziyao was thin and had a small skeleton. The thickest part of the snake was slightly narrower than her wrist, but it was very long. It looked to be about three meters long.
It was coiled up in the wardrobe. When Yi Qing opened the wardrobe door, it lazily opened its blood-red eyes and took a look. Then, it closed its eyes again, as if it did not see the person in front of it.
"Don't say that. I'm not worthy of this person. It's a holy relic of my lineage. Master passed it down to me. It used to ignore me. Now that I've left the Poison Immortal Cult and let it live a miserable life of hiding, it looks down on me even more."
"Holy relic? What's a holy relic? "Wei Ziyao was curious.
"Master said that the holy relic recognizes its master. Its master is the leader of the Sang Clan …"
After Yi Qing finished speaking, he had a bad feeling because he watched Wei Ziyao walk towards the snake.
"I'll take you back to Shenjing and guarantee you a good life. Follow me, how about it?"
"Sigh, you're still young. The holy relic is not as powerful as you think. It has been with me for more than thirty years. It will never …"
Before Yi Qing could finish her sentence, the snake opened its eyes.
It leaned forward seriously and poked its head out of the wardrobe. Looking at Wei Ziyao, it cautiously spat out its tongue, as if it was about to attack.
"See, I told you. Don't provoke it. I can't save you even if it bites you."
"Come home with me, proud little princess." Wei Ziyao said and reached out a hand.
"Hey! It's going to bite me! " Yiqing wanted to stop it, but it was too late. The black shadow rushed towards Wei Ziyao at lightning speed, and in the next second, it disappeared into Yiqing's sleeves.
Yi Qing was stunned and looked at Wei Ziyao in disbelief.
"The holy, holy artifact recognizes its master?" He felt goosebumps all over his body. "How is this possible? The sacred object hasn't recognized a master for more than three hundred years. Otherwise, we would be the sect master of the Five Immortals Sect. Just because the sacred object refuses to recognize a master, without the help of the sacred object, its strength is declining day by day. How can it recognize you as its master? "
"Don't bother about why. Just tell me if this is called recognizing a master or not."
As soon as Wei Ziyao finished speaking, Yiqing immediately knelt down.
"Clan Leader, please accept Sanger's bow."
'F * ck me … My identity has changed a little too quickly.'
"Your real name is Sanger?"
"That's right, Clan Leader. From today onwards, Sanger will do her best to teach Clan Leader the Gu Arts."
Wei Ziyao didn't expect that she would be able to pick up such a big bargain when she was just here to be an apprentice.
After a simple ceremony, Sanger brought Wei Ziyao to the back of the mountain.
"Clan Leader, there was a reason why I didn't want to teach you witchcraft at first.
Look, "Sanger said as she used a small knife to cut her finger.
Fresh blood dripped onto the ground. In an instant, the surrounding plants withered.
"This is too poisonous, you …"
"That's right. The reason why I can become the strongest expert in the Poison Immortal Sect is because of this. I have eighteen types of poison in my body, and I have to continuously use poison to nourish the Gu in my body. Only then can the Gu grow well. This process is also necessary to accommodate the Gu King."
At this point, Sanger shook her head regretfully. "But it seems like I'm not the chosen one. I didn't awaken the Gu King. Now, I think that Clan Leader might be the chosen one."
"I don't dare to accept this." She had already taken away a holy artifact, she couldn't possibly take away another Gu King.
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