Elder Wen!

One of Family Head Yu Baiting’s most capable assistants, a mighty expert proficient in all manner of eerie and mysterious abilities.

He’d died, just like that!?

Earlier, from outside the private room, Qiao Leng didn’t hear any sounds of combat, but he did hear Elder Wen’s piteous screams. Only then did he realize something was wrong and charge back in.

Inside, he saw that Su Yi seemed perfectly normal, as if he had never even moved, but nothing remained of Elder Wen except bones and a layer of skin! 

Qiao Leng’s mind went blank. He stood there, rooted to the spot, and his hands and feet went cold.

Splurt!

Suddenly, the top of Elder Wen’s skull split open, and a little bright red snake emerged. It shot forth in a blur, intent on escaping.

However, before it got far, Su Yi waved his sleeves and trapped the little snake between the middle and pointer fingers of his right hand. It flicked its tongue and struggled like mad, but it was of no use.

“Did that ‘Blood Serpent’ kill Elder Wen?” Qiao Leng couldn’t help but ask. He naturally recognized it; the little critter was Elder Wen’s treasured companion, and he’d raised it on a steady diet of flesh and ...