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Yesterday's covert action was merely a punishment for Zhao Qiushui's arrogance; he even dared to block his carriage, clearly overstepping his bounds. If it weren't for just arriving at Zhushan and wanting to avoid bloodshed, that woman would have likely been torn to pieces by now.
But at this moment, looking at Xia Muxin's fierce and snarling expression, a faint smile inexplicably crept onto his otherwise cold lips.
This scene nearly made Ming Yi fall from the tree. Having served his master for twelve years, he had never seen him smile before. It felt as if a flock of crows had flown over his head, and his mouth twitched as if he had suffered a stroke.
"Hey, did you even understand what I just said? I was letting you off easy because of your status. If you come any closer, I won't hold back."
Under the tree, the Python saw Xia Muxin retreating step by step and became even more emboldened. Not only did it quicken its pace, but it also mockingly flicked its tongue at her. Xia Muxin's back was already soaked with sweat, and she was pressed against the trunk of the tree, with no way to escape.
Behind her lay denser thickets; she had no idea how deep they were or whether there were more dangerous animals than this Python lurking within. Swallowing hard, she felt the Python closing in relentlessly, and fire ignited in her eyes.
She set down her Backpack and retrieved the Feathered Arrow she had put away earlier from her quiver. The spot where she stood was illuminated by sunlight, and the arrowhead was crafted from high-quality dark iron, smooth and glinting with a faint cold light. Xia Muxin's gaze turned icy as she angled the arrowhead towards the sunlight, directing the reflected glare at the Python's head.
Snakes are generally afraid of light; when exposed to it, they often become disoriented. At that moment, the Python began to sway its head uncomfortably. Xia Muxin wouldn't let this opportunity slip away; she aimed the reflected light directly at its head and eyes while simultaneously moving her feet. She hastily grabbed some Spicy Leaf Grass from the ground and lunged at it.
In an instant, she pressed her elbow down on the snake's head while using her other hand to vigorously rub the Spicy Leaf Grass against its eyes until a pungent smell filled the air, prompting her to discard the grass.
The Python's eyes were overwhelmed by the intense irritation, causing it to thrash its tail wildly. Xia Muxin held its head down with one elbow while gripping its neck with her other hand. Despite its continuous writhing and attempts to shake her off, she was thrown around several times and nearly flung away.
At this moment, feeling a surge of determination, she noticed a rough stone nearby. She loosened her grip on its neck, grabbed the stone, and smashed it down onto its head.
"There's a path to heaven that you refuse to take, yet you force your way into hell without a door. I let you get close, let you be fierce, let you think about devouring others." With that strike, she seemed to be venting her frustrations, unable to stop until the serpent's tail ceased its movement. Only when her eyes slowly closed did she finally collapse to the side, gasping for breath.
At the same time, she realized her entire body had gone limp, completely devoid of strength. This wasn't fatigue; it was fear.
In the face of such danger, her first thoughts were of her kind family at home. Therefore, she could not die—absolutely not.
Suddenly, she sprang up like a carp leaping from the water. After checking on the oblivious serpent, she quickly gathered some Thatched Grass and twisted it into a thick rope. Finally, she bound the serpent tightly with Hemp God, wrapping it around and around.
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