Reborn as a Snake: Forging a Demon Court Starting from a Black Python

"What Lin Xuan said is quite right. Our river god is indeed not very honorable; he only knows how to launch sneak attacks."

"That's what happened just now, and now you're resorting to tricks and schemes again!"

In the distance, among the crowd, two cultivators whispered to each other.

This place is more than ten miles away from the ceremony site, and even the aftershocks of Lin Xuan and Ao Quan's fight just now did not reach here.

The two cultivators were therefore quite at ease and dared to speak directly in low voices.

Another cultivator nodded and said, "That's right! The River God's words were just meant to lower Lin Xuan's guard."

"In the end, it's nothing more than a feigned evasion."

"Unfortunately, Lin Xuan may have great magical power, but his knowledge is too limited. He couldn't even see through such a simplistic scheme."

Not only these two cultivators saw through the problem, but many others also saw through Ao Quan's thoughts.

Beside the carriage, the steward looked conflicted, unsure whether he should offer Lin Xuan a word of advice.

Although he couldn't quite understand what Lin Xuan and Ao Quan were saying, he could discern some clues. Lin Xuan was not only exceptionally strong, but he was also able to withstand two attacks from Ao Quan.

Moreover, it seems to have a significant background.

If Lin Xuan is saved and he escapes this attack, then even if Ao Quan is furious, he might not dare to do anything to him.

They might even turn misfortune into good fortune and get involved with the powerful figure behind Lin Xuan.

"But... is Lin Xuan really reliable?"

The housekeeper was still hesitant, thinking about what had happened in the past few days and Lin Xuan's behavior, and couldn't make up his mind.

By this time, the steward was quite certain that the cassock and alms bowl in Lin Xuan's hands were most likely a hoax.

That so-called old monk Fahai is probably a fake too.

Although dragons also have connections with Buddhism, many temples in Western religions have statues of celestial dragons that are worshipped.

However, this is one-sided; it is only the dragons who serve the Buddhist sect, and there is absolutely no reason for the Buddhist sect to provide financial assistance to the dragons in return.

Lin Xuan didn't tell the truth at all, so the steward naturally didn't dare to place a bet rashly.

He subconsciously turned around, wanting to seek his master's opinion again.

The butler was now unsure whether his master was truly foolish or just pretending.

If he were truly stupid, he would still be able to see Lin Xuan's extraordinary abilities at a glance; his luck is almost heaven-defying.

If you're pretending to be stupid...

The steward's heart skipped a beat. He gently knocked on the carriage and, ignoring Ao Quan's continued conversation with Lin Xuan, asked in a very low voice, "Master, shouldn't we help Lin Xuan?"

Wei Wen didn't quite understand what he meant and asked blankly, "Help him? I don't think we need to."

"Isn't he gaining the upper hand?"

The butler frowned. Had the master not seen through Ao Quan's scheme?

Just as he was about to continue speaking, he suddenly felt an unimaginable fear rise from the depths of his heart, making him feel cold all over and unable to move.

It wasn't just the butler; everyone was like that.

Even the onlookers, who were more than ten miles away, felt weak all over and their hearts were pounding.

It's Ao Quan!

He is not a player, has no system, cannot use the allusion system, and cannot actually use "feigned compliance," but he understands many principles.

While Ao Quan was dealing with Lin Xuan, he secretly regulated his breathing, and surging magical power flowed through his body, opening up every meridian in his body.

After making his preparations, he finally made his move with thunderous force. Just a moment ago, he was having a friendly conversation with Lin Xuan, as if he wanted to sell the position of River God for a good price.

But the next moment, he appeared behind Lin Xuan, still launching a sneak attack, but this time he was several times faster than before.

Even Lin Xuan didn't have time to react and couldn't activate "Dragon Tail Swing" again.

However, Lin Xuan was not flustered. He was prepared. With a thought, he refined a magic weapon, namely the Ten Thousand Year Serpent Scale Armor.

Click!

Ao Quan's claws slammed heavily onto the scales, producing a teeth-grinding sound, and in an instant, countless scales scattered and flew everywhere.

The durability of the Ten Thousand Year Serpent Scale Armor is dropping rapidly.

Even above Lin Xuan's head, a huge health deduction symbol appeared. His health bar flashed twice, and almost half of it became dim and was rapidly decreasing.

-45000!

With just one strike, Ao Quan depleted half of Lin Xuan's health.

However, Ao Quan was not happy; instead, he was filled with doubt and suspicion.

"This scale armor of yours... was it also given to you by the Third Prince?"

He was really undecided. Such millennia-old scales were considered a great treasure even among the dragon race.

If Lin Xuan were merely an insignificant dragon under the command of the Third Prince Ao Bing, there would be absolutely no way he could obtain such a treasure.

Ao Quan wavered. Killing Lin Xuan could indeed minimize the damage and prevent the Dragon King of the East Sea from becoming enraged.

But what if Lin Xuanzhen has some kind of secret relationship with the Third Prince? The Third Prince would be furious and see him as a thorn in his side.

Will he finally have a good life after Ao Quan?

Ao Quan narrowed his eyes, stood up and stepped forward, reaching out with both claws to grab Lin Xuan's body, trying to control him.

In his view, Lin Xuan had taken his full-force attack, and even with the protection of the Ten-Thousand-Year Serpent Scale Armor, he was barely left alive and would have no power to resist.

In the sky, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who had been worried saw this scene and finally breathed a sigh of relief, cheering once again.

"The River God is mighty!"

"How dare a mere dragon act so presumptuously?"

"Kill him and sacrifice him to the Dragon King of the East Sea!"

They shouted for Lin Xuan to be killed, eager to witness his demise immediately.

Tens of thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals shouted in unison, their voices reaching the ground and causing the earth to tremble slightly.

The people swallowed hard and knelt down again.

However, this time he dared not blindly agree.

Lin Xuan's strength was quite impressive. Even if he really was some kind of monster, he was a monster with a powerful background and should not be offended easily.

As soon as they knelt down, their vision went black.

Ordinary people dared not look up, and could only guess in their hearts that perhaps the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the sky were about to descend to the ground to help the river god kill Lin Xuan, which was why the sunlight was blocked.

However, a few people who saw through the situation gaped open and exclaimed in surprise, "Lin Xuan actually has a magic weapon?"

Just as Ao Quan's claws reached out, Lin Xuan suddenly glared, brandished his giant claws, and threw out two items: a purple-gold alms bowl and a cassock.

It has been a long time since Lin Xuan obtained these two magical treasures from Fahai, and he has already refined them.

The purple-gold alms bowl suddenly grew larger, transforming into a huge dome that protected Lin Xuan inside.

The robe then flew high into the sky, like a giant curtain, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Under the shadow of darkness, Ao Quan was dumbfounded.

No, could Lin Xuan be the illegitimate son of the Third Prince Ao Bing? Otherwise, where did he get so many magical treasures?

His claws continued forward until they touched the purple-gold alms bowl, making a crisp sound. The claws were repelled by the magic power, and Ao Quan finally woke up, his body staggering backward.

Lin Xuan has too many magical treasures, as if he can't use them all. He can't be sure if Lin Xuan has any other trump cards up his sleeve.

At this moment, Ao Quan was already considering retreating, but how could Lin Xuan give him the chance?

If Ao Quan just gets away like this, wouldn't all the half of his vital energy he just lost be wasted?

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, and the huge dragon's body seemed to shrink a bit, but this was just an illusion; Lin Xuan was gathering his strength.

In the next instant, Lin Xuan rushed out from his spot, with the purple-gold alms bowl above his head following closely behind, leaving afterimages in the air.

Ao Quan immediately realized something was wrong, quickened his pace to retreat, and sneered at the same time.

This dragon is still too inexperienced. Does it really think it can catch up with me?

But he soon stopped laughing, surprised to find that his speed had decreased significantly.

"This shouldn't be! Even though I just launched an attack and used up more than half of my mana, my speed is a talent and shouldn't be greatly affected!"

"This isn't right... huh?"

Remembering something, Ao Quan hurriedly looked up at the cassock in the sky and quickly realized the problem.

The kasaya is not just for blocking out the sun; beneath its shadow lies a magic array.

It wasn't powerful; Ao Quan could break through it with a single claw, but it greatly reduced his speed.

Lin Xuan, however, received a boost.

With one addition and one subtraction, Lin Xuan caught up with Ao Quan in a very short time.

Ao Quan glared hatefully at the cassock, knowing he couldn't break the formation in time, so he turned around and looked at Lin Xuan again.

"Lin Xuan, I'll say it again! If you're willing to talk things out with me, then everything will be fine!"

Ao Quan brought up the old matter again, but this time he wasn't just trying to fool Lin Xuan; he was genuinely sincere.

Lin Xuan ignored Ao Quan, stepped forward, and grabbed Ao Quan's dragon head with one claw.

[Death Coil!]

The moment the claws touched Ao Quan, Lin Xuan activated his supernatural power, his entire body uncontrollably wrapping around Ao Quan's body.

The speed was unbelievable; even Ao Quan couldn't react in time.

By the time Ao Quan came to his senses, Lin Xuan was already tightly entwined with him, like climbing vines, inseparable.

Their scales rubbed against each other, making a chilling sound that sent shivers down everyone's spines, made their hair stand on end, and gave them goosebumps.

[Skill Activation: Allusion Judgment - Repeating the Same Trick!]

Lin Xuan roared inwardly.

[Skill check in progress...]

[You have previously used "Death Coil" on another dragon; historical fact verification successful!]

Your skills have been enhanced, increased by 100%!

Before the system's voice had even faded, Lin Xuan felt his entire body brimming with power, and the edges of his scales became sharp.

In an instant, Ao Quan realized something was wrong and was extremely surprised. How could Lin Xuan still have a trump card?

He dared not be careless, fearing that if he relaxed even slightly, he would be strangled by Lin Xuan, so he urged his remaining magic power to fight against Lin Xuan.

He specializes in speed, so his physical body isn't that strong. Even if Lin Xuan hadn't been able to use the "same trick" technique, his chances of winning would still be very low.

At the same time, Ao Quan roared to the sky:

"Hey, you shrimp soldiers and crab generals, what are you all standing there for? Come and help!"

But then Lin Xuan's voice rang out as well, addressing the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the same manner.

"You shrimp soldiers and crab generals, you'd better think this through! I've already told you, I am the true dragon, and this Ao Quan is nothing but a false dragon!"

"You've been his subordinates for so long, which is already a heinous crime. If you remain obstinate and continue to help him, I will not let you off the hook!"

Lin Xuan's tone was calm, as if he were just stating a reason, but the shrimp soldiers and crab generals sensed the threat in his words and froze in mid-air, not knowing what to do.

They knew that Ao Quan was not a fake dragon, but a genuine dragon, but Lin Xuan did not seem to be a simple character either.

The issue isn't about whether it's a real dragon or a fake dragon; it's about making them choose sides!