#402 - Snake King Feng Qiluo
Chapter 402: Snake Queen Feng Qiluo
“The next member of the clan has already been arranged. When do you want to start?”
Tu Shan Hui's eyes were burning with eagerness as she asked.
Qin Changqing was speechless, but he nodded and said, "Today is fine."
Tu Shan Hui was immediately surprised. Yesterday was Tu Shan Qing, who was in the Mahayana realm and had been celibate for so long. How could she still be so energetic after a whole night?
This young man is amazing!
My daughter is lucky to be with him!
A subtle light flashed in her eyes, and Tu Shan Hui nodded, "Okay, then I'll go back and make arrangements. You have a good rest!"
With that, she turned and left.
Qin Changqing stretched lazily, feeling a little anticipation in his heart.
The beauties of the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox clan are all stunning, each with their own unique charm, which makes him itch…
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While Qin Changqing was enjoying himself here, his clones were working hard and tirelessly.
In the Great Western Desert.
A clone in a black robe floated in the high sky, examining the treasure map that had just been explored.
Over this period, he had finally explored the entire Northwest Desert.
This desert looks barren and boundless, but the treasures it contains are no less than those in the Central Region and the Demon Region, and may even surpass them.
These treasures are covered by the desert all year round, making it impossible to know their exact location, resulting in most of them being undeveloped. Among them, there are even eighth-order treasures, which surprised the black-robed clone.
“These treasures are covered by yellow sand, making development extremely time-consuming and laborious. I still need some manpower!”
The black-robed clone lowered his gaze, his vision piercing through the void to look into the distance.
In the center of the desert, there is a huge oasis, covering tens of thousands of miles, with countless figures shuttling back and forth, which has already formed a tribal gathering place.
This is the largest force in the desert, the nest of the Snake Clan.
Although there are many other races in the desert, the Snake Clan is superior to other races in terms of cultivation talent, population size, and survival ability, and its sphere of influence is also extremely wide.
Snake King Palace.
An extremely enchanting figure reclined on the throne, her alluring eyes half-open and half-closed, her delicate body covered only by a few strands of silk covering her sensitive areas, making people's blood boil at a glance.
This is the leader of the Snake Clan, Feng Qiluo, with the peak cultivation of the Tribulation Transcending stage.
It is precisely because of the existence of this Feng Qiluo that the surrounding alien races dare not act rashly.
Suddenly, two figures flew in from outside the hall, looking a little embarrassed, covered in dust, and cupped their hands, "Your Majesty, more than a dozen of our brothers have been swept into the sandstorm and are missing."
Feng Qiluo's beautiful eyes suddenly opened, and she sat up from the throne, her towering chest rising and falling, and said sternly, "What's going on? Didn't I tell you to be careful?"
The two looked embarrassed and said, "The sandstorm came too suddenly, and we didn't react in time. It was too late to save them when we wanted to… It was our negligence. Please punish us, Your Majesty!"
Feng Qiluo took a deep breath, closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, sighed, and waved her hand, "You may leave."
The two looked at each other, and then slowly retreated from the hall.
“Sandstorm… It’s another sandstorm!”
Feng Qiluo bit her silver teeth tightly, her five fingers grabbed the throne armrest fiercely, and deep marks were pinched out on the throne made of special precious materials.
The sandstorm is a special disaster in the desert, and its power is extraordinary. Even high-level cultivators cannot resist some large sandstorms and can only flee in the wind.
This is also one of the important reasons why cultivators are unwilling to come here.
The living environment here is too harsh, and the surface resources are extremely scarce. Who would want to stay in this ghostly place?
Feng Qiluo frowned, feeling deep worry in her heart.
Just as she was lost in thought, a white light suddenly lit up beside her, and then a mysterious figure in a black robe walked out of it.
“Who is it!”
Feng Qiluo was shocked, and instantly retreated, gathering spiritual power in her palm, her eyes full of horror and vigilance.
How did this guy appear? Why didn't she notice anything?
You know, she is a peak existence in the Tribulation Transcending stage, and she is also a member of the Snake Clan, with a natural and keen spiritual sense. Even if someone in the Mahayana stage wants to get close, they will never be able to hide it from her spiritual sense.
Could it be an immortal?
How is that possible!
But even if she feels it is impossible in her heart, she still doesn't dare to act rashly.
Because she found that she couldn't capture the slightest breath of the other party at all. Under the investigation of her spiritual sense, the place where the black-robed clone was located was completely nothingness!
Feng Qiluo swallowed, her breathing a little rapid.
Terrible, mysterious!
This is Feng Qiluo's evaluation of the black-robed clone in her heart.
“Little girl, don’t be nervous. This seat has no malice. I came here this time to give you a chance.”
The black-robed clone said with a faint smile.
“Chance?”
Feng Qiluo was a little surprised and hesitated, "What do you mean, senior?"
The black-robed clone put his hands behind his back and said, "Your Snake Clan has a hard time surviving in this desert, but you are tenacious and never give up. This seat appreciates it very much, so I decided to help you."
As he said that, without wasting any words, he directly threw out a stream of light.
Feng Qiluo grabbed the stream of light in her palm and found that it was a jade slip. After a slight hesitation, she probed her spiritual sense into it.
“Sixth-order spirit mine, seventh-order underground spirit lake? This… this is a desert treasure map?”
Feng Qiluo's eyes widened instantly, her face full of disbelief.
Although it was just a simple check, she had already seen the various treasures marked in the treasure map. It also showed that there was a huge seventh-order spirit lake not far from them.
The black-robed clone smiled faintly, "That's right! Little girl, for your Snake Clan, isn't this a great opportunity?"
During this period, the black-robed clone had been secretly observing the Snake Clan.
He found that the Snake Clan is actually a relatively simple primitive race, and their cultivation talent is also very good. After all, being able to give birth to many masters in such a harsh environment has already explained a lot.
If it weren't for the poor living environment here, coupled with the scarcity of resources, their population and strength would definitely far exceed the present.
The Snake Clan's cultivation mainly relies on bloodlines, and they are not good at alchemy, weapon refining, and formations. Some people are even completely ignorant. If they can get their own help, they may even be comparable to the top ten royal families in the Demon Region in the future!
“How can I believe that your treasure map is real?”
As the queen of a clan, how could Feng Qiluo believe other people's words so easily, and she unreservedly expressed her doubts.
The black-robed clone was not angry, and waved his hand, "This seat can let you verify it, but remember, you only have one chance to doubt this seat!"
Feng Qiluo's heart trembled, and then she cupped her hands and said, "If the treasure map given by the senior is real, then the senior is the benefactor of my Snake Clan, and Feng Qiluo is willing to be dispatched by the senior!"
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