Chapter 451: Chapter 299: Ghost Peak’s Hidden Weapon, Ghost Python Silver Spear, Green Snake Leaves the Island, The Lady Arrives

"Crack!" Several large trees were smashed down. The ghost python hissed, and two trunks, broken off, pierced into its body like long spears.

Li Xian thought to himself: "What a great opportunity!" He immediately exerted force with his toes, grabbed the gunshaft with his bent abdomen, and pressed his feet against the rock wall, seizing the moment to pull the spear. The gunshaft rubbed against the crevice in the rock, emitting a piercing screech.

The ghost python twisted its snake body; it was huge, yet capable of clinging to the rock wall, rapidly closing in on Li Xian. Li Xian remained unhurried, standing on the silver spear, drawing his bow and shooting arrows. In an instant, he shot seven arrows in succession, each striking the ghost python’s head with pinpoint accuracy.

However, the "wooden arrows" were not sharp enough, combined with the ghost python’s thick, heavy skin armor, making it difficult to inflict real damage. But Li Xian’s strength was formidable; each arrow crushed into powder as soon as it landed.

At the same time, the body of the climbing ghost python was shaken back over ten yards. The successive seven arrows caused the ghost python to fall to the bottom of the cliff again. Li Xian immediately attempted to pull out the spear.

He snorted coldly, exerting force with both hands and feet simultaneously. With a "boom," the rock shattered into fragments, dust flying. Li Xian fiercely pulled out the silver spear.

The gunshaft length matched his height, extremely heavy. But it was covered in moss and strange rust... Li Xian felt slightly disappointed but realized it was superior to the "Peach Blossom Spear". He thought: "This silver spear will be mine. There’s no use for the Peach Blossom Spear, so I’ll just leave it here."

He kicked the Peach Blossom Spear.

The gunshaft shot out fiercely, striking at the ghost python’s vertical pupil. The ghost python twisted its snake body, avoiding a vital spot, but being hit by the Peach Blossom Spear still caused it to howl in pain and anger.

After landing, Li Xian quickly fled, refusing to linger in battle. But the ghost python relentlessly pursued him, its snake body rolling in pursuit, toppling trees along the way, carving furrows in the ground. Li Xian suddenly thought: "This mere beast, with its large size, why should I fear it? Since it pursues me relentlessly, I’ll use it to test the sharpness of my silver spear!"

He immediately stood firm with both feet, brandishing the silver spear. Turning to attack the ghost python, as the spear thrusted out, the wind and clouds fell silent, with unstoppable force. This move had no technique or angle, only a straightforward lethal intent. The ghost python opened its mouth to bite, refusing to retreat, determined to decide victory with one strike.

Li Xian’s spear was imposing. It completely tore apart the ghost python, snake blood splattering everywhere. The silver spear in his hand was drenched in snake blood, emitting a faint glow.

Suddenly, he felt the gunshaft scorchingly hot.

The strange rust and moss fell off, revealing the true appearance of the gunshaft, silver light flowing, sharp and heavy, remarkably magnificent. Within the gunshaft, it seemed as if a python beast was swimming, vividly lifelike. In a moment, an additional ghost python pattern appeared on the gunshaft.

Li Xian stood holding the long spear, which enhanced his formidable and imposing presence, ferocious like a prison, exceptionally magnificent.

It turns out...

This ghost python is extremely special. It is neither tangible nor intangible. This spear was originally named "Ghost Python Spear". After it was left here, its spiritual essence dissipated. The ghost python emerged from the spear, and over time, it gradually became as if tangible yet intangible.

This matter sounds mysterious, yet it is not mere fantasy.

It is very secretive.

Shi Yufei, despite his not insignificant cultivation, also attempted to extract the "Ghost Python Spear". But he did not practice spear techniques. When investigating the ghost python spear back then, although attacked by the ghost python, he did not entangle with it and merely left, hence unaware of this spear’s mystery.

Bathed in snake blood, Li Xian felt a resonance with the Ghost Python Spear, a sudden sense of closeness. He felt the gunshaft was crafted from a special material, able to be as heavy as a thousand pounds yet as supple as a ribbon, able to wrap around the arm, concealed by the sleeve, making it easy to carry.

This Ghost Python Spear was indeed an unexpected delight, quite to his satisfaction.

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Meanwhile, on the other side.

Hao Qingshe was expelled by Shi Yufei and boarded a flower boat to leave the Water Altar Island. Her temperament was eccentric and she did not care about gains or losses, thus she left without any nostalgia.

After leaving the island smoothly, she predicted that Li Xian had already perished. She soon put the matter out of her mind. She had three disciples with her, all female, taught by her and practicing poison skills for many years.

In her early years, relying on her poison skills, she roamed the seas, rarely encountering experts who could subdue her. Consequently, she became increasingly arrogant, ascended the Red List early, causing such a stir that she was hunted by various factions, and thus hid in the Water Altar. Over the years in seclusion at the Water Altar, her poison skills improved greatly, and upon emerging this time, she felt like a fish entering the open sea, experiencing boundless freedom.

She was capricious, her actions even more unpredictable, with no regard for human life. But she always avenged grudges, seeking out her enemies from years past to poison them in revenge.

During this period, she randomly poisoned and killed several Jianghu masters without any apparent cause, making her notorious.

Little did she know that evildoers always face consequences, and danger was already approaching.

That night, Hao Qingshe stayed at an inn. As soon as she pushed open the door, she heard a childish voice: "Madam, please have some tea."

The voice came from a young girl, her hair tied into two high braids, about seven or eight years old, her eyes lively and innocent. She was serving tea to a woman dressed in white.

The lady was indescribably charming, her makeup exquisite, with silver hairpins and step-shaking ornaments, and pearls gently clinking together.

She accepted the teacup gracefully, her red lips lightly sipping the tea, leaving a faint rouge mark on the cup.

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