"Then let me change the question, is a living Tyrant Black Python worth more, or a dead one?"

Ye Qingzhou rubbed his chin and began evaluating the massive black serpent from head to tail. His expression was like a chef at a market choosing pork during the New Year.

The Tyrant Black Python trembled under Ye Qingzhou's gaze, its eyes filled with fear and grievance.

According to the Linn Race's rules, it had already surrendered. But the "Upper-Rank Dragon Race" before it seemed relentless, looking as if he wanted to skin and dismember it.

Finally, Xu Lan said, "I suppose a live one is worth more."

These words saved the Tyrant Black Python's life.

Hearing this, Ye Qingzhou pulled the Suspended Cutting Sword from its head, accepting its submission, though his tone was still somewhat disdainful: "You better be useful; I don't keep idlers, much less idle snakes, got it?"

The Tyrant Black Python, being highly intelligent, couldn't understand human language but could comprehend the meaning conveyed through Ye Qingzhou's Divine Thought.

It nodded frantically, fearing that Ye Qingzhou might consider it useless and sell it by the pound after skinning and dismembering it.

Ye Qingzhou saw the snake was teachable and finally showed a satisfied expression. He patted the snake's head, as large as a car, encouraging it: "You're too weak now, so be my steed first. Work hard on your skills, and aim to become my enforcer early on, to do tasks for me, understood?"

The snake head nodded fervently, then flattened itself to the ground, nudging Ye Qingzhou's leg, indicating for him to ride on its head.

The Tyrant Black Python's head was four meters long, three meters wide, spacious enough for a person to sit comfortably.

Moreover, when it moved, the snake head kept stable, offering quite a comfortable ride, albeit with a high meat consumption requiring plenty of food.

However, Ye Qingzhou planned to let it sustain itself through hunting, as it wasn't the boss's job to feed the workers.

Isn't it the norm for workers to work hard, spending their own money when sick and hungry, then diligently creating surplus value that feeds the boss, allowing the boss to live lavishly?

Otherwise, wouldn't that turn the order of things upside down?

As a working snake, it should strive on its own, not relying on the boss for everything!

The more Ye Qingzhou thought about it, the more it made sense: "Indeed, I have the potential to be an excellent capitalist. If not for venturing into the Martial Dao, I might have been a billionaire by now."

"Ye Qingzhou."

Although Xu Yuebing was very frightened, she braced herself to approach: "You... are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

The snake head turned upon hearing this, allowing Ye Qingzhou to face Xu Yuebing directly.

The massive vertical pupils, golden with a hint of red, appeared noble yet fierce. Even though the python had not cast an Evil Gaze at Xu Yuebing, she still trembled slightly under its gaze, her heart racing to the extreme.

Seeing this, Ye Qingzhou reassured her with a smile: "No need to be afraid, my snake is very obedient. It doesn't bite people."

The surrounding crowd, hearing this, instinctively glanced at a nearby bus twisted like a pretzel. If Xu Lan hadn't pulled the driver out in time, wouldn't everyone have been squished like a sandwich filling?

You call that not biting people?

I'd believe that as much as I'd believe a ghost story!

Ye Qingzhou sat cross-legged, patting the python's head, inviting everyone: "Anyone want to come up and take a seat?"

"No... no need... we'll just take a cab..."

The crowd turned pale; they weren't Ye Qingzhou, daring to sit atop a demon with Master level capabilities.

That's akin to courting disaster, isn't it?

What if the python got upset and munched them as snacks? Who would they complain to then?

Only Xu Yuebing looked at Ye Qingzhou and surprisingly nodded: "I'd like to try."

She then suppressed her inner fear and sat next to Ye Qingzhou. But her fear was overwhelming, and when the snake head moved, she instinctively hugged Ye Qingzhou's arm, practically pressing against him.

The Tyrant Black Python's body shuddered, and the snake tide receded, quickly vanishing into the forest on either side of the pathway.

Meanwhile, Ye Qingzhou learned the truth from the Tyrant Black Python: "You're saying this attack was ordered by someone else?"

The python conveyed through Divine Thought that it was just an ordinary Iron-Scaled Snake in the Jiuyi Mountain, spending its days hunting and sunbathing, living a very idle life.

But a few days ago, two people suddenly showed up, beat it up badly, and injected it with something, after which its bloodline mutated into a Tyrant Black Python.

Ye Qingzhou immediately realized it was undoubtedly the handiwork of the Source Blood Association.

Hearing the exchange between Ye Qingzhou and the Tyrant Black Python, Xu Yuebing was quite frightened: "Today's attack was deliberately orchestrated? Ye Qingzhou, who have you offended outside?"

"It's probably the Source Blood Association."

"What! You've offended the Source Blood Association?"

Xu Yuebing was shocked. Born into a Martial Arts Family, she had access to far more information than ordinary people, and she knew well how terrifying the Source Blood Association was.

"Yeah, killed a few members of the Source Blood Association a while ago. Now they've probably come looking for trouble."

Ye Qingzhou's tone was indifferent, showing no regard for the Source Blood Association.

No matter how powerful a group is, it's still composed of people.

And people die when killed, so Ye Qingzhou didn't think much of them; they're just limbs and heads, all killable by a sword.

Once his Divine Skill reaches Great Success, he will search throughout the universe, finding and taking out these annoying flies one by one to prevent future troubles.

Seeing Ye Qingzhou completely dismiss the Source Blood Association, Xu Yuebing became quite exasperated: "Do you even know who stands behind the Source Blood Association?"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "I only know it's a research organization from the Western Pole Kingdom, seemingly with a huge background."

Xu Yuebing facepalmed: "I just knew you don't know anything about the Source Blood Association."

"Why, is this organization very powerful?"

"It's not a matter of powerful or not. Not to mention the Source Blood Association's over a hundred biological laboratories worldwide, but just the founder of the Source Blood Association is someone you can't afford to mess with."

"Oh? Is he very strong?"

"One of the twelve strongest Blood Knights of the Western Pole Kingdom, symbolizing knowledge and experience, the Wise Knight Gavin, what do you think?"

Xu Yuebing rolled her eyes at Ye Qingzhou. In her view, Ye Qingzhou could get into so much trouble.

"Blood Knight? The twelve strongest of the Western Pole Kingdom's Holy Hall, the Blood-Colored Sanctuary?"

Ye Qingzhou's eyes brightened: "I see, so as long as I keep slashing away, I'll eventually face the Wise Knight. That's... wonderful!"

At this moment, Ye Qingzhou wasn't afraid at all. Instead, he was incredibly excited, eagerly awaiting the day he could duel with Gavin, this supreme powerhouse.

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