In the midst of the chaos, my motherland cried out for my aid.

"I know what you're thinking, and I don't want to either, but... I can't hold on much longer."

"The Golden Snake Taoist sighed."

Immediately, all the snakes present fell silent.

They understood what the Golden Snake Taoist meant: they couldn't afford to turn against the Dragon Clan now, and if the Golden Snake Taoist died, they would still need to seek the Dragon Clan's protection.

"We must agree to the Dragon Clan's demands, but not all of them. I will talk to Ao Cang again and try to lower their demands," said the Golden Serpent Daoist.

The dragon warriors had no further objections, and everyone dispersed.

"Mo Xuan, what are your thoughts on this?" Golden Snake Daoist asked with a smile.

"Weakness is the original sin," Mo Xuan said.

"You're right. If I hadn't been injured, my snake clan wouldn't be in this situation," the Golden Snake Daoist nodded, saying helplessly.

"Don't worry, Ancestor, I'm here!"

Thanks to the efforts of the Golden Serpent Ancestor, Mo Xuan also developed a sense of belonging to the serpent clan.

The Golden Snake Taoist smiled with satisfaction.

Finally, the Golden Snake Taoist negotiated with Ao Cang, reducing the number from one thousand to eight hundred, and Ao Cang left satisfied.

A century later, the Golden Snake Taoist led eight hundred snake women and Mo Xuan to the Dragon Palace of the East Sea.

The Dragon King of the East Sea, Ao Cang, personally received the Golden Snake Taoist.

"Fellow Daoist Ao Cang, I have come here with a request," said the Golden Snake Daoist with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, please speak. Given our relationship, I will do whatever it takes if it's within my power," Ao Cang said, patting his chest.

"I would like to borrow the Dragon Clan's Ascension Pool. My snake clan can raise all the spiritual items needed to open the Ascension Pool on our own," said the Golden Snake Taoist.

"this……"

Ao Cang, who had just been so confident, immediately began to hesitate.

The Dragon Ascension Pool is a treasure created by the Dragon Clan during their heyday by collecting the remains of many demon gods. If a living being enters the pool to bathe, they have the opportunity to improve their own status.

However, the number of times the Dragon Rising Pool can be used is not unlimited; each time it is used, the pool's reserves decrease by one point.

Today, the Rising Dragon Pool has been used less than five times.

"Fellow Daoist, please speak freely if you have any concerns," said Golden Snake Daoist, frowning.

His reason for borrowing the Dragon Clan's Ascension Pool was naturally for Mo Xuan's sake.

Mo Xuan's foundation is only one step away from the superior innate level. If he has the help of the Ascending Dragon Pool, there is a high chance that he will be able to cross that threshold.

The probability of a mid-grade innate being advancing to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm is 80%, so the probability of a high-grade innate being advancing to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm is 100%.

"Fellow Daoist should know that the Ascending Dragon Pool has not been used much since then. How about this, I'll go and ask my clan's ancestor first," Ao Cang said through gritted teeth.

"Alright! Then I'll wait for your news, fellow Daoist." Golden Snake Daoist agreed.

Ao Cang immediately went to the secluded retreat of several of the Dragon Clan's patriarchs.

Currently, the Dragon Clan has three Grand Luo Realm Elder Dragons guarding the East Sea.

"Ao Cang, what brings you here?"

An old dragon ancestor at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm asked.

"Reporting to Ancestor, the Golden Serpent Daoist wishes to borrow the Ascending Dragon Pool," Ao Cang replied truthfully.

"The snake clan has a close relationship with my dragon clan and has helped my dragon clan a lot. I think I can help them this time," said an old dragon at the Great Luo Realm.

The other two old dragons also expressed their opinions at this moment.

"No, no, this is not right. Times have changed. Our dragon clan has fallen on hard times. The Ascending Dragon Pool is of utmost importance to our clan. How can we lend it out?"

"Indeed, if it were anything else, my dragon clan could still offer assistance. Go and refuse!"

The final result was two to one, with the Dragon Clan unwilling to lend out the Ascending Dragon Pool.

Left with no other choice, Ao Cang could only inform the Golden Snake Taoist of the ancestor's decision.

"Ao Cang, my snake clan has been loyal to your dragon clan without reservation, and yet you..." The Golden Snake Daoist was furious.

"Fellow Daoist, there's nothing I can do. These are all decisions made by the Ancestor..." Ao Cang sighed.

"That's enough." The Golden Serpent Taoist didn't press the matter further and left with Mo Xuan.

The snake clan still relies on the dragon clan, so even if he's angry, he wouldn't dare to turn against the dragon clan.

"Ancestor, even without the Dragon Ascension Pool, I am confident that I can break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. There is no need to make any more plans for me," Mo Xuan advised.

He knew that his ancestor was begging him in such a humble manner all for his sake.

Seeing the Golden Snake Taoist's increasingly hunched and decaying figure.

Mo Xuan felt very uncomfortable.

"While the ancestor is still alive, he will do everything he can to plan for you. Don't be afraid, even without the Dragon Ascension Pool, the ancestor can still help you raise your bloodline to the superior innate level." The Golden Serpent Daoist patted Mo Xuan's shoulder and laughed.

After returning to Qixia Mountain, Mo Xuan worked even harder in his cultivation, feeling that this was the only way to live up to the ancestor's expectations.

Three hundred years later.

Mo Xuan was awakened by the Golden Snake Taoist. When Mo Xuan saw the Golden Snake Taoist now, his heart tightened.

At this moment, the Golden Serpent Taoist looked several times older than before, his body was as thin as a withered tree, and his face was completely bloodless. He was extremely weak.

Mo Xuan even felt that he could defeat the ancestor in a battle of magic.

"Ancestor... what's wrong with you?"

"It's alright, I'm fine. Mo Xuan, look, I've successfully extracted a drop of innate spiritual blood. As long as you refine it, there's a high chance you'll improve your foundation." Golden Serpent Daoist laughed.

Take out a drop of blood and place it in front of Mo Xuan.

This drop of blood was as clear and lustrous as amber, with a small golden snake wriggling within it, radiating innate spiritual light.

"Ancestor..." Mo Xuan felt as if something was blocking his throat, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Innate spiritual blood requires innate beings to refine their own bone marrow and extract the essence within it to form.

This action will inevitably damage one's innate foundation, and the process will be extremely painful.

"Stop acting like a little girl. I don't have many days left to live, so you might as well let me use my last bit of energy." The Golden Snake Taoist scolded, "Take it, and cultivate diligently, that's the best way to repay me."

Mo Xuan put away the spiritual blood and nodded heavily.

After that, Mo Xuan cultivated with spiritual blood, which contained not only the innate foundation of the Golden Serpent Daoist, but also a portion of the Golden Serpent Daoist's cultivation.

Two thousand years later, with the help of spiritual blood, Mo Xuan's cultivation level rose to the late stage of Golden Immortal.

Three thousand years later, Mo Xuan completely refined that drop of spiritual blood. With the help of the innate spiritual energy, his foundation was raised to the upper-grade innate level, and his cultivation also broke through to the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.

However, before Mo Xuan could tell the Golden Serpent Daoist the good news, he received a summons from the Golden Serpent Daoist.

Following the orders of the Golden Serpent Daoist, Mo Xuan arrived at the ancestral land of the Serpent Clan. When he saw the Serpent Clan members gathered there, Mo Xuan's heart sank.

"Mo Xuan, you're here! Come over here!" The Golden Serpent Ancestor sat on the ancestral ground and waved to Mo Xuan.

At this moment, the Golden Serpent Ancestor had a full head of silver hair and exuded an aura of decay, which was a sign of the five signs of decay in a celestial being.

"Ancestor!" Mo Xuan stepped forward quickly.

"From this day forward, Mo Xuan is the new lord of the Serpent Clan. All clansmen must obey Mo Xuan's orders. Do any of you have any objections?!"

Golden Serpent Daoist looked at the powerful serpent clan members present.

"Ancestor, we have no objection."

Even if those snake clan experts were unwilling, they had no choice but to accept it at this point.

"Mo Xuan, my time is coming to an end. I will entrust the Snake Clan to you from now on. This is the Golden Snake Staff, the treasure of my Snake Clan. With this staff, you can open the ancestral land's inheritance and control our clan's protective formation." The Golden Snake Daoist took out the Golden Snake Staff and handed it to Mo Xuan.

"The Serpent Clan is now in your hands."

"Rest assured, Ancestor, I will definitely take good care of the Snake Clan and revitalize it," Mo Xuan said solemnly.

"My only wish is for the eternal prosperity of my serpent clan!"

The Golden Serpent Taoist's figure began to slowly dissipate, his eyes filled with a smile and his face with the most fervent anticipation.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Ancestor!!!"

The snake clan members were filled with grief and all bowed to bid farewell to the Golden Snake Taoist.