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Chapter 976 - Chapter 976 Chapter 616 Next Time Still Need to Ask

Chapter 976: Chapter 616: Next Time, Still Need to Ask Chapter 976: Chapter 616: Next Time, Still Need to Ask “In that case, I won’t be polite. When we return to the village, we can take our time to cultivate our feelings for each other.

By then, there would be no need to rush after all, there is plenty of time. Even as the seas change into mulberry fields and the rocks crumble from the shoreline, as the epochs of heaven and earth change, it will not affect us…”

“Right, before we get started, I should introduce myself. Strictly speaking, I don’t have a name, but I have been given the moniker Little Black.

However, that is what my master calls me, and even if we are together, you may not address me that way.

As for other titles, anything too formal wouldn’t suit us… Well, talking in circles is just tedious, in the future, you may simply call me your husband to save us both the hassle.”

Little Black clasped his fists in a gesture of courtesy and spoke slowly.

It wasn’t out of politeness, but rather he didn’t want the female python to think of him as a violent snake on regular days.

Although, this might not have any practical significance.

But it doesn’t matter.

Perhaps it’s due to hearing too many tales of ordinary people’s chronicles, it preferred to be gentle and refined; deep down, it always saw itself as such.

If not for this, it would not have chosen the image of a graceful gentleman when it took human form.

You must understand,

when the Ten Thousand Clans shape-shift into humans, they focus on their own traits and aspirations to a certain extent, but can only make this choice once.

“The Python Emperor Brother is truly strange, why be courteous with a Dark Being? Just attack directly. Could it be you’ve taken a fancy to that female python just like the Red Python did?”

Below, Grandpa Jing Bi and Bird Grandpa caught this scene out of the corner of their eyes and murmured a few words.

The distance was too great, and they did not hear specifically what the two were discussing.

Nevertheless, since time immemorial, Dark Beings, regardless of which, have their hands stained with the blood of their kin, and the hatred between them is longstanding, without the need for superfluous words, only direct killing.

“That female python is quite formidable, ranking among the first few even within the Temple, and though the Python Emperor Brother is extraordinary, at best, he is only at the True Immortal Realm. If a fight really breaks out, it would be difficult for him to match that female python.

Perhaps the Python Emperor Brother has realized this point, knows that he cannot handle the female python, and is stalling for time in the background, waiting for our support…” Bird Grandpa speculated.

Near the side of the black abyss.

No sooner had the words fallen than Little Black, without saying another word, took an aggressive stance.

A pair of shiny black eyes, sharp and indifferent, fixated on the female python ahead.

He was extremely decisive.

This trait he had deeply inherited from Jiang Hui.

Upon detecting that words couldn’t move the female python, which even he found stunning, he immediately changed his strategy.

If soft approaches fail, then hard ones must be tried.

There would always be one that worked.

His master once said, when dealing with anything, there are only these two methods after all.

Everything else, no matter how many branches it extends, relies on these two fundamental solutions, with no essential difference.

The female python did not speak, although angry, she couldn’t be bothered to respond.

Her gaze towards Little Black was full of sarcasm, as if watching a low-level and stubborn farce.

She was the high and mighty Python Queen; how could she care about the thoughts of an ant?!

Moths to a flame, a mantis trying to stop a chariot, it must be just like this.

Even assuming a combat posture… to have it call him husband… pathetic and laughable…

What is there to talk about with such a deluded ant? Just strike, kill, and devour it.

While the female python was not keen on lingering here too long, she did not mind taking action since an ant dared to be so brazen before her.

After all, it’s merely a matter of convenience; it wouldn’t waste much time.

If it were those two old fellows instead, she wouldn’t be so straightforward.

Those two old fellows, their current strength notwithstanding their past, but the foundation they laid down in the past still lies here.

If they were to block her without regard, she might not gain any advantage.

Moreover, taking on two against one, she would be at a disadvantage.

However, dealing with an insignificant ant, unheard of even by name, naturally, there were not so many concerns.

With a contemptuous snort, the woman’s face remained expressionless; she merely waved her hand lightly, graceful as agate and creamy as lotus root.

“Buzz…”

Out of nowhere, a tornado suddenly appeared.

The fierce wind howled, massive and boundless, as if it could envelop the land of a whole continent, sweeping across heaven and earth, blowing in from the void.

It was truly exaggerated.

In the time of a tenth of a moment, the Void God Realm darkened as sand flew and stones traveled in the gales, the ground cracked as if tilled by a gigantic blade several times over.

In the distance, ancient trees thousands of meters tall and thousands of people could embrace were plucked from the ground and then shredded to pieces…

One could imagine the terror of this tornado.

And this was casually summoned by the woman.

The Immortal realm, hardly different from the Red Python, for her, it was nothing but a trifling matter,

Not of the King, ultimately just ants.

Even if she was not at her peak at this moment.

But soon, the woman’s face, previously filled with disdain, vanished, and instead, it was replaced with a trace of seriousness and gravity.

For contrary to her expectations, the wind she had summoned with a wave of her hand burst into nothingness less than half a meter in front of the black-robed man.

In the dim twilight, it made a thud sound, extraordinarily grating…

As if it had struck an unimaginable wall, the wind was stopped in its tracks, unable to advance even slightly, let alone harm the ant.

“An ant will always be an ant, thinking it can contest with me by relying on external forces, is nothing but a fool’s dream.”