Chapter 432: Chapter 226: Final Battle with the Saintess, Prepare to Die!

The Little Cyan Snake felt as if struck by lightning.

Jiang Feng just stared at it quietly.

It, having its spirit intelligence awakened, was clearly aware that Jiang Feng aimed to stop it from contacting the Big Cyan Snake again, which could mean certain death.

"Our Cyan Snake Demon clan always keeps its word; as my grandfather said he wouldn’t trouble you, he definitely won’t. Please, you must trust us."

The Little Cyan Snake hoped Jiang Feng would calm down.

"I want you to tell me, how do you Cyan Snake Demons communicate among yourselves? How did you summon your clan chief right under my nose?"

Jiang Feng asked with a very serious demeanor.

"I didn’t. My grandfather found me because his magical power is boundless; even a hundred miles apart, he could catch my presence. It wasn’t me who contacted him, he found me."

The Little Cyan Snake was teary-eyed.

"Dang!"

Jiang Feng flicked the Little Cyan Snake’s head hard with his finger.

A layer of spiritual power covered his finger.

He knew the Little Cyan Snake had tough skin and flesh, this flick would at most make it suffer a bit, but Jiang Feng forgot, the Little Cyan Snake was currently tied to the Dragon Bone Bow, suppressed by Dragon Might, rendering its internal power ineffective, forcing it to endure with its flesh.

He flicked it forcefully.

The Little Cyan Snake, with its head no bigger than a thumb, immediately swelled up with a bump, and from its already teary eyes, two clear tears fell.

"Pa!"

Seeing this, Jiang Feng slapped the Little Cyan Snake’s head again.

Gaining his sympathy was impossible.

"If you don’t tell the truth, your grandfather won’t see you again."

Jiang Feng warned.

"Sound waves, sound waves you can’t hear. I can leave sounds that only our Cyan Snake Demon clan can hear wherever I’ve been.

These days, I’d take you here and there through the tunnels, taking the opportunity to leave sounds, so when my grandfather returns, he can find me by hearing them."

The Little Cyan Snake explained.

"Really?"

Jiang Feng was utterly shocked.

Indeed, each race has talents that are unique or even incomprehensible, like the Little Cyan Snake’s ability to leave sounds in places it has been, heard only by its kind, far more formidable than some restriction arrays.

The Little Cyan Snake nodded.

Watching Jiang Feng nervously.

"What sound did your grandfather leave in the tunnel?"

"Did he create a commotion at the Treasure Vault as I requested?"

Jiang Feng pressed on.

"He told me not to worry, he would save me. He did. Since I am in your hands, he can only comply."

The Little Cyan Snake confessed.

"How can I believe you?"

Jiang Feng shook his head.

The Cyan Snake Demon clan was too cunning.

"If you don’t believe, you can..."

"Bang!"

The Little Cyan Snake tried to explain, but before the words in the air could even form, Jiang Feng suddenly raised his hand and smacked its head. This palm strike was quite different from the previous head smacks.

Jiang Feng had used spiritual power.

He knocked the Little Cyan Snake out.

Then he took the Little Cyan Snake and left the tunnel.

He gripped the Dragon Bone Bow, with the Qinglong Cauldron and the Red Dust Sword floating beside him, quickly reaching a passage outlet according to the route the Little Cyan Snake had mentioned.’

Jiang Feng followed the passage upward.

At the tunnel’s end, seeing a stone door overhead, which was covered by a blinding technique.

Unfortunately, under the influence of the Qinglong Cauldron, the blinding technique became ineffective.

Jiang Feng found the mechanism and opened the stone door.

Emerging from underground, he found himself inside an adobe house.

"Where is this?"

His spiritual sense darted out, away from the tunnel, clearing the Underground Palace Restriction Array, his spiritual sense instantly covered the entire surrounding area.

"Chaoyang Alley."

Jiang Feng was full of surprise.

This exit turned out to be in Chaoyang Alley.

Moreover, this adobe house was the courtyard where Ge Huizhong once lived. Back then, Ge Huizhong was slain here by the Red Lotus Sect’s Rebel Faction.

The body was placed behind the door of this very house.

So many years have passed.

The bloodstains from back then remain.

Because it was a site of death, and the deceased was a prison guard, no one dared to live in this courtyard; even when refugees swarmed Dragon Capital, this small two-room courtyard remained desolate.

Evidently regarded as a haunted house, its reputation spread.

"Did the Emperor of the Great Tang know that the Cyan Snake Demon clan dug so many access tunnels?"

Jiang Feng murmured to himself.

He felt that the Cyan Snake Demon clan, staying down below for years and digging so many access tunnels, surely hid some unspeakable secret.

"Never mind."

"Why should I care?"

"As long as they don’t trouble me, whatever the Cyan Snake Demon clan wants to do has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Feng then untied the knocked-out Little Cyan Snake from the Dragon Bone Bow and tossed it back into the tunnel.

Why let the Little Cyan Snake go?

The Big Cyan Snake was too formidable.

Killing it would mean offending the entire Cyan Snake Demon clan.

He already had two top enemies, no need to provoke another.

Moreover, he didn’t harbor much hatred against the Little Cyan Snake.

As for why not continue holding the Little Cyan Snake hostage to threaten the Big Cyan Snake, perhaps to aid him against the Divine Sect and the Royal Family, Jiang Feng had considered it but wasn’t sure he could always control the Big Cyan Snake.

He feared at a certain point, circumstances might backfire.

Besides, he was about to assume a new identity; continuing to hold the Little Cyan Snake would keep him constantly under the Big Cyan Snake’s watch, hindering his new identity from unfolding.

Additionally, the Little Cyan Snake was extraordinarily clever, evidently not an ordinary demon beast. Despite its strong powers, it couldn’t even speak human language, and it was no bigger than a chopstick.