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

"You little rascal, you're really lucky to have met someone with such great fortune."

The Golden Snake Taoist smacked his lips as he watched Nuwa's departing figure.

He had lived through the Dragon-Han Calamity, lived through countless years, and seen many living beings, including the Ancestral Dragon, the Primordial Phoenix, and the First Qilin, thus developing excellent eyesight.

The Golden Snake Taoist had already realized that Nuwa was no ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal. As long as she did not die young, her future achievements would probably be no less than those of the Three Heroes of the Dragon and Han Dynasties.

"Your name is Mo Xuan, right? You're quite a fine young man."

Above the clouds, the Golden Snake Taoist's old face was all smiles.

"I don't deserve such praise from you, senior," Mo Xuan said modestly.

"Why call me 'senior'? Just call me 'Ancestor.' I've survived the Dragon-Han Calamity, so your calling me 'Ancestor' is well-deserved," said the Golden Serpent Daoist.

"Our snake clan's ancestral land is Qixia Mountain, a superior spiritual place in the primordial world, where cultivation can be twice as effective. Your problem of the disharmony between your spirit and body is actually due to the fact that your bloodline has improved but your soul hasn't kept up. As long as you go and receive the blessings of your ancestors, you can enhance your soul power and completely unite it with your physical body..."

Along the way, the Golden Serpent Taoist spoke a lot, introducing Mo Xuan to many things about the serpent race.

Golden Snake Taoist's enthusiastic attitude greatly reduced Mo Xuan's resistance.

A century later, the Golden Snake Taoist brought Mo Xuan to Qixia Mountain.

Qixia Mountain is located on the East China Sea and is a typical peninsula.

Looking from afar, one can see the sky ablaze with colorful clouds, a truly beautiful sight, and it certainly lives up to the name of Qixia.

Moreover, once inside the mountains, one can feel the rich spiritual energy.

The Golden Snake Taoist wasn't exaggerating; Qixia Mountain is indeed a wonderful spiritual place.

"Fellow Daoist Golden Serpent, you've returned from your journey!?"

The Golden Snake Taoist was explaining some things about Qixia Mountain to Mo Xuan, and he was in the middle of a lively discussion when suddenly a figure blocked his way. The smile on the Golden Snake Taoist's face immediately disappeared, replaced by a look of disgust.

"Fellow Daoist Golden Serpent, what have you thought about the matter I mentioned last time?"

The man blocking the road was a burly, imposing figure with a large mouth, small eyes, and a rather ugly face. He looked even uglier as he grinned.

"Cloud Crocodile, give up on that idea. My snake clan will never withdraw from Qixia Mountain," the Golden Snake Taoist said coldly.

"Then let's see how long you can hold out, fellow Daoist."

Cloud Crocodile Taoist left with a smile.

This old bastard was seriously injured during the Dragon-Han Calamity and his death is imminent, yet he still dares to be so arrogant. He truly doesn't know what he's doing.

He wanted to see how long this old man could hold out.

"That Taoist priest was called Yun E, the ancestor of the Crocodile Clan, with the cultivation of an early-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal. Cough cough!" said the Golden Snake Taoist, coughing a few times, perhaps because he was too angry.

"Back then, the Crocodile Clan was weak, and my clan, seeing their plight, allocated a piece of land on Qixia Mountain for them to live on. Unexpectedly, not long ago, after Daoist Yun'e entered the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm, the Crocodile Clan began to turn the tables and wanted to drive my Snake Clan away."

"Ancestor, is your strength inferior to that Cloud Crocodile Daoist?" Mo Xuan asked curiously.

His ancestor was a powerful figure who had survived the Dragon-Han Calamity, yet he couldn't defeat a newly advanced Great Luo Golden Immortal?

"If I were in my prime, taking down the Cloud Crocodile would be a piece of cake. However, I was severely injured during the Great Calamity and have been recuperating in seclusion for many years. Otherwise, I wouldn't have watched helplessly as a Great Luo Golden Immortal emerged from the Crocodile Clan," the Golden Serpent Daoist sighed, then looked at Mo Xuan with anticipation in his eyes.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on much longer. From now on, the burden of the snake clan will fall on your shoulders."

With a mid-grade innate foundation, there is an 80% chance of advancing to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

Once Mo Xuan reaches the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, the threat facing the Serpent Clan will be easily resolved.

This is why the Golden Snake Taoist was willing to pay a high price to bring Mo Xuan back.

Mo Xuan: ? ? ?

That old rascal is wicked; why didn't he say something like this sooner?

After what Yun'e did, Mo Xuan realized that the snake clan ancestor was about to perish, and that the crocodile clan was also watching him with predatory eyes.

Why did they make him the lord of the snake clan? Why did they shower him with all the resources?

They're all just nice words.

However, even if Mo Xuan knew about the snake clan's situation, he would still have made this trip.

After all, the hidden danger of his soul and body not being in harmony can only be resolved by coming to the snake clan.

Or should we wait until the hidden dangers are resolved and then run away?

Just as Mo Xuan was pondering, the Golden Serpent Daoist had already led Mo Xuan into the Serpent Clan's territory. Many Serpent Clan members also gathered at this moment and bowed to the Golden Serpent Daoist.

"We respectfully welcome our Ancestor!!"

Mo Xuan sensed it slightly at this moment.

Among the snake clan present, there were four Taiyi Golden Immortals, sixteen Golden Immortals, and the Golden Snake Daoist, a Daluo Golden Immortal, making them one of the top clans in the prehistoric world.

Unfortunately, the Golden Snake Taoist will not live much longer.

Once the Golden Snake Taoist dies, the Snake Clan will inevitably fall from a first-rate clan to a second-rate one without a Great Luo Golden Immortal to oversee it.

"You may rise without formalities." The Golden Serpent Daoist raised his hand and said, "This is Mo Xuan, the prodigy of my clan whom I have found from outside. From today onwards, all of my clan's resources will be directed towards Mo Xuan."

"Ancestor, do all these resources include the opportunity to enter the ancestral land?!"

A Taiyi Golden Immortal from the Serpent Clan asked a question.

"Yes," the Golden Snake Taoist replied with absolute certainty.

"Ancestor, this might not be appropriate! Didn't we agree before that Bai Lin would go when the ancestral land opens? Why give it to an outsider?"

"yes!"

The snake clan members were abuzz with discussion.

The ancestral land of the snake clan enshrines a bone of the ancient serpent, the progenitor of the snake clan. It is only opened once every 100,000 years. When members of the snake clan enter, they can obtain great opportunities and even have the chance to improve their innate aptitude.

In about two hundred years, the ancestral land will be opened again.

The Snake Clan's high command has already discussed allowing Bai Lin, the strongest and most qualified member of this generation, to join.

But now, the person to be chosen is to be changed, and it's an outsider at that, so the snake clan members are naturally not happy about it.

"Ancestor, I am willing to suppress my cultivation level and fight him. If he wins, I will give up my spot to enter the ancestral land. Are you willing to fight?"

Bai Lin was a handsome young man dressed in white with a somewhat effeminate air. His cultivation level was at the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm.

He was originally a proud son of the snake clan, aiming to advance to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm and shoulder the heavy responsibilities of the snake clan. He had prepared for this trip to the ancestral land for a long time and was full of expectations.

Now that their spot has been taken away, how can they accept it?

"I refuse," Mo Xuan said calmly.

The snake clan members were immediately in an uproar, and their eyes were filled with disdain as they looked at Mo Xuan.

"Bai Lin said he would suppress his cultivation and fight him fairly, but he actually refused."

"Hmph! I wonder where the ancestor found this coward. Isn't it a waste to give him a spot to enter the ancestral land?"

Faced with the disdain and contempt of the snake clan, Mo Xuan felt no shame whatsoever, and even found it amusing.

These idiots.

Now that the snake clan has the crocodile clan as a formidable enemy, they still don't know how to keep a low profile.

Mo Xuan was naturally not afraid of fighting Bai Lin, and was even confident that he could crush Bai Lin at the same level, but what would happen after he won?

This will inevitably attract the attention of the crocodile clan, and may even incite their murderous intent, causing more trouble.

Mo Xuan finally understood why the snake clan had been turned on by the crocodile clan; their brains really weren't working properly.