Chapter 11

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As the black-striped python was about to release its venom, the old Taoist was trembling with fear. Now, seeing that the black-striped python couldn't break through his protective shield, his heart, which had been hanging, relaxed a bit. However, he was still somewhat uneasy and decided to spray another mouthful of essence blood onto the disk in his hand.

With this mouthful of essence blood sprayed out, the old Taoist's ruddy face lost all its color, turning pale and listless, clearly indicating that his vital energy had been injured.

A hint of annoyance flashed in the black-striped python's triangular eyes. It opened its mouth and consecutively spat out the third and fourth mouthfuls of highly toxic snake venom.

Under the corrosion of the two mouthfuls of venom, the protective shield clearly became much thinner, but it did not waver and remained stable.

The old Taoist burst into laughter, saying, "Even a top-tier first-level black-striped python can only spit out four mouthfuls of venom at most. You've used up all four, so how are you going to break through my protective shield?"

Before the old Taoist's laughter had even faded, the black-striped python opened its mouth again. A snow-white cold light flashed in its mouth and shot out like an arrow, landing on the already thinned protective shield.

With a splash, as if a stone had struck a piece of glass, the protective shield shattered, creating a large hole. This time, the black-striped python did not give the old Taoist another chance, and its body, moving with great agility, slipped through the large hole and entered the threshing ground.

"Ice Spike?!" The old Taoist wanted to slap himself. "I should have thought of it earlier. How could a first-level monster only have the ability to spit venom?"

After the black-striped python entered the threshing ground, it did not even glance at the old Taoist. It stared intently at the Changchun Silk hovering above the sixth star. Although Li Wenjun's early escape from the Jade Balance Star's Kan Palace had greatly reduced the effectiveness of the Seven Stars and Nine Palaces Array, it was undeniable that the essence blood contained in the Changchun Silk was still of great use to both the old Taoist and the black-striped python.

When the black-striped python entered the threshing ground, Li Wenjun quickly hid far away. He had wanted to seize the opportunity to escape through the hole the black-striped python had created, but he and the hole were on opposite sides of the protective shield. To get there, he would have to pass between the old Taoist and the black-striped python. Neither the old Taoist nor the black-striped python would give him that chance.

The old Taoist himself was not skilled in combat; otherwise, he wouldn't have come to the civilian town of Junbao to set up the array. Additionally, to purchase the array disk and flags, as well as the various materials needed for the Seven Stars and Nine Palaces Array, he had even sold his life-saving magical tool. If he had known he would encounter the black-striped python, he would have waited another year or two before selling his life-saving tool.

However, even without a powerful offensive magical tool, the old Taoist would not give up easily. "Beast, you dare to snatch my Changchun Silk?"

The old Taoist used his finger as a sword, chanting incantations, and a large fireball appeared at his fingertip. He swung his hand, and the fireball whistled toward the black-striped python.

The black-striped python dodged, and the fireball missed.

The old Taoist held his breath, controlling the fireball with his magic, making it turn in the air and rush toward the black-striped python again.

Seeing that it couldn't dodge, the black-striped python opened its mouth, and a white light flashed as an ice spike shot out, heading toward the fireball.

The fireball and the ice spike collided, producing a loud explosion. Sparks and ice fragments flew in all directions.

If the sparks landed on the bodies of the young boys and girls, they would immediately catch fire, turning into burning humans. Without rescue, they would be burned to death.

The ice fragments were equally deadly, sharper and faster than arrows from a crossbow. If they hit the head or chest, they would cause immediate death.

For a moment, the threshing ground was filled with screams and wails, as if it had fallen into hell.

Li Wenjun, moving like a monkey, dodged all the sparks and ice fragments. Although he had escaped this disaster, he was not happy. He was still in a situation where death was almost certain, and the hope of survival was almost nonexistent.

Seeing that one fireball was ineffective, the old Taoist again made the hand signs and chanted incantations. Instantly, three fireballs appeared at his fingertips, which was already his limit.

The old Taoist gritted his teeth, determined not to let his breath falter, for if the three fireballs dispersed, the backlash from the spell would be severe, especially with the black-striped python still eyeing him.

The black-striped python opened its mouth and began to gather more ice spikes.

Almost simultaneously, the old Taoist launched the fireballs, and the black-striped python launched the ice spikes. As the fireballs flew out, the old Taoist opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of essence blood, which landed on the fireballs. The fireballs crackled, becoming larger, brighter, and emitting even more intense heat.

The black-striped python instinctively sensed danger and hissed. The three ice spikes it had launched changed direction in mid-air, and instead of one ice spike heading toward each fireball, three ice spikes now headed toward two fireballs.

Soon, the three ice spikes and two fireballs were destroyed, but the third fireball continued its course and struck the black-striped python.

The black-striped python writhed, trying to dodge, but its body was too large. It barely avoided the vital areas, but its body was still hit.

The fireball landed on its body, instantly burning a palm-sized patch. Although this burn was not significant for a black-striped python several zhang long, it still caused it to roll in pain.

The old Taoist laughed, pointing at the black-striped python and saying, "Beast is a beast, it can never match a human."

As the black-striped python rolled, more young boys and girls were crushed to death, and a few were flung away by its thrashing tail.

The black-striped python did not roll for long. Its desire for the Changchun Silk quickly overcame the pain. Perhaps realizing that the old Taoist was not easy to deal with, it did not want to wait any longer. Its tail suddenly exerted force, and its thousand-pound body leaped into the air. Its huge mouth opened, and it lunged toward the Changchun Silk, which had already absorbed the essence blood of the eight young boys and girls at the sixth star.

"Beast, how dare you?" The old Taoist's eyes bulged, and his veins stood out. He rushed toward the Changchun Silk, making the hand signs and preparing to cast the fireball spell again to force the black-striped python back.

The old Taoist had noticed that his speed in making the hand signs and casting the fireball spell was slightly faster than the black-striped python's ice spike spell, and this slight advantage was enough to give him the upper hand.

However, in his haste, the old Taoist forgot one thing: the black-striped python was not just a first-level monster; it was also a snake, a python, a creature with immense physical strength.

Seeing the old Taoist rushing over, the black-striped python did not waste time gathering ice spikes. It swung its tail and swept it toward the old Taoist.

The old Taoist felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer. He was immediately thrown backward and fell to the ground, motionless.

After swatting the old Taoist away like a fly, the black-striped python calmly opened its huge mouth and swallowed the Changchun Silk. It flicked its forked tongue, as if savoring the remnants of a delicious meal, feeling content and satisfied.

Then, the black-striped python lowered its head, tilting it to the side, and its cold, icy gaze fixed on Li Wenjun. Normally, the black-striped python did not eat humans, as they lacked spiritual energy and were of no use. However, for some reason, it felt something about Li Wenjun that attracted it. The attraction was not noticeable from a distance, but now that it was close to Li Wenjun and had swallowed the Changchun Silk, the attraction became evident.

Li Wenjun gripped the half-broken dagger in his hand tightly, staring intently at the black-striped python, which was looking at him with a hostile gaze. He did not know if he could escape this disaster, but if there was a chance, he was not averse to stabbing the black-striped python with the half-broken dagger.

Suddenly, the black-striped python looked up at the sky, and its emotionless eyes showed a hint of fear. It quickly slipped through the still glowing hole in the protective shield and disappeared into the green cornfields at the edge of the threshing ground. The corn stalks swayed, and from their movement, it seemed the black-striped python was heading toward Junbao Town.

Li Wenjun fell to the ground, the feeling of having narrowly escaped death making him feel as if he were in a dream. He panted heavily, taking a long time to calm down.

This was not a safe place, and Li Wenjun did not dare to stay. He got up from the ground, preparing to leave the threshing ground and move away from Junbao Town.

Just as he was about to slip through the hole created by the black-striped python, he hesitated and put his foot back down. He looked back at the old Taoist's motionless body and the mysterious bundle that even he found intriguing. Li Wenjun's heart raced; this was a treasure from the immortals. If he could get it, he could sell it for at least a hundred or eighty taels of silver.

Thinking of this, Li Wenjun hurriedly walked to the bundle, bent down, and grabbed it. His hand reached inside and felt a hard object. He pulled it out and found it was a silver ingot.

Looking at the ten-tael silver ingot, Li Wenjun remembered that the dead headman had gathered three hundred taels of silver to hire the old Taoist. It seemed that all three hundred taels were in the bundle.

Three hundred taels of silver was an enormous sum for Li Wenjun. He quickly put the silver ingot back into the bundle and tied it to his body.

Then, his gaze swept across the threshing ground, and he saw the silver-inlaid rope he had cut. He thought it might also be a treasure and decided to pick it up to sell later.

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