Unable to use his dominance ability and with no word from his bee army, Tu Xiao’an could only wander aimlessly. He also had to be careful not to let the Snake Catchers discover him, this House Snake.
In a stretch of jungle, a mountain breeze swept through, carrying the heat of early sumr. Three Snake Catchers, drenched in sweat, searched for traces of the Supre Profound Snake.
"Damn it, is there really a Supre Profound Snake on She Mountain? We’ve been searching all day and haven’t seen hide nor hair."
One man complained as he wiped away his sweat. Another laughed, "The heat must be getting to you. Where’s a snake going to get hair? Your woman has plenty of hair, go ho and look for so there!"p>
"She Mountain is huge. Forget the Supre Profound Snake; finding any other venomous snake in a short ti wouldn’t be simple."
Yet another man said, "Let’s just search slowly. Money isn’t that easy to make. We should be glad no one else has found it yet, or all this would have been for nothing."
Snake Catchers have their own code. If soone catches a snake first, no one else can steal it, no matter how envious they are. To do so would be to break the code.
"I’m starving. I think we should hunt so ga and fill our stomachs first. We’ll have more energy to keep looking for the Supre Profound Snake that way."
Searching an entire mountain for a single snake wasn’t sothing you could do just by deciding to.
"Good idea. My stomach’s growling."
The three n reached a consensus and decided to hunt so ga in the mountains first. But just then...
"CLUCK CLUCK CLUCK..."
The sound of a chicken suddenly ca from the woods not far away. The three Snake Catchers glanced at each other, joy lighting up their eyes.
It was the call of a wild chicken.
Talk about perfect timing. The cry of a wild chicken couldn’t have co at a better mont.
"Hehe, I haven’t eaten wild pheasant in ages. Even if we don’t find the Supre Profound Snake today, getting a mountain pheasant will make this trip worthwhile."
His companion said, "Careful. Let’s sneak over slowly. Pheasants are tricky to catch; they’re very sharp."
The three Snake Catchers craned their necks and crept cautiously toward the sound of the pheasant, a cunning light shining in their eyes.
Pheasants were good at hiding and usually stayed within the jungle. They were highly territorial, and the jungle was perfect for a quick escape, so not even experienced Snake Catchers dared to be careless.
"CLUCK CLUCK CLUCK..."
The pheasant’s cry echoed again. One of them said, puzzled, "That clucking sounds awful. It sounds like sothing’s attacking it."
"Could soone be trying to poach it? Let’s go, quickly!"
No longer caring about staying hidden, the three Snake Catchers sprinted over. A mont later, their eyes lit up as a vividly colored pheasant entered their view.
The bird was smaller than a full-grown dostic chicken. Its feathers were vibrant, with its head, neck, and tail each a different color. It had mostly black spots, a white neck, and brown feathers interspersed with more black spots.
It was a textbook mountain pheasant, the kind whose at is said to be the most delicious.
It was even said to be nourishing.
However, after their initial flash of excitent, expressions of horror appeared on the three Snake Catchers’ faces.
The pheasant, which had been crying out so wretchedly, was indeed under attack. But it wasn’t a person or so large animal. It was an entirely white venomous snake, its fangs sunk nacingly into the pheasant’s neck as the bird struggled in agony.
After biting the pheasant’s neck, the pure-white venomous snake held on for a re three seconds before releasing its grip, letting the bird stumble away.
But unfortunately, though the pheasant had escaped the snake’s mouth, it managed only a few hops before its head lolled to the side and it instantly collapsed. It convulsed once, then its body went rigid, dead from the poison.
"What potent venom!"
The three Snake Catchers were astounded. A full-grown pheasant, bitten by this snake, had died from the poison in just three seconds.
"What a snake... A top-grade venomous snake!"
The more potent a snake’s venom, the higher its pedigree. Venom usually takes ti to take effect; killing a pheasant in the ti it takes for three breaths ant this snake was, at the very least, a rare species.
A rare venomous snake like this could be worth tens, or even hundreds of thousands.
As one of the n stared, his eyes grew brighter and brighter until he was overco with ecstasy. "Look! Doesn’t that little snake look just like a Supre Profound Snake?"
The other two Snake Catchers had only been stunned by the snake’s venom, but at their companion’s prompting, they examined it more closely. The longer they looked, the more shocked they beca.
It was pure white with incomparably potent venom. Its fine, pale scales shimred, and its body was small and delicate, as beautiful as an ornantal snake from a pet shop.
"That’s it! It’s the Supre Profound Snake! This is it, the Supre Profound Snake! We’re rich! We’re rich!"
The Snake Catcher couldn’t contain his joy. He was ecstatic. Excitent and elation burst forth like a broken dam, a torrent of emotion flooding out from his heart.
Life was full of surprises. They never would have imagined that by simply looking for a pheasant to eat, they would stumble upon the Supre Profound Snake.
"Make your move! Don’t let it escape!"
"Wait!"
One of the more level-headed Snake Catchers spoke up. "Hold on. Why would a tiny little Supre Profound Snake attack a full-grown pheasant? It can’t possibly eat it, even after killing it."
"Who cares? A snake this venomous would probably attack an elephant and be able to kill it. It’s just aggressive."
"Sothing’s not right!" The cautious Snake Catcher who had asked the question scanned the surroundings. Soon, his eyes lit up. In a hidden corner, he discovered a pheasant’s nest filled with eggs.
So, the Supre Profound Snake had killed the pheasant to get to the eggs in the nest. It also didn’t want the mother bird to interrupt its al.
"So that’s it." The man who’d been puzzled finally understood.
One of the others glared at him. "You and your damn questions. If the Supre Profound Snake gets away because of you, you’ll be crying your eyes out."
As they spoke, the three n moved with swift agility, forming a triangle to completely surround the tiny Supre Profound Snake. Their eyes glinted with greed.
’We’re rich.’ Catching this snake would bring them both fa and fortune.
The Supre Profound Snake suddenly reared its head. A cold, nacing light flashed in its Snake Pupils; it didn’t look frightened in the slightest.
Just as the three n surrounded the Supre Profound Snake, a bee flew by overhead. It hovered for a split second, then abruptly sped off in a specific direction.
At the sa ti, another group of Snake Catchers happened to be passing nearby. They saw the three n surrounding a small snake, and once they got a clear look at it, they rushed over without a word.
"We found the Supre Profound Snake first! You’re not getting a piece of this!"
Seeing their competition, the trio imdiately shouted, staking their claim.
The new group of Snake Catchers sneered. "A joke. You haven’t caught it yet. It’s still wild, so it belongs to whoever has the skill to take it."
"Bastards! Trying to take advantage of the situation, are you?"
"We already found it! You think the three of us can’t handle one little snake? You want to break the code?"
"The code?"
"The code says the snake belongs to whoever catches it. Move!"
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