Chương 16: Blame me for killing the Datura stramonium? Then you do it!

Then you do it!

"You... you're courting death!" Yu Xiaogang's mouth gaped open and his voice changed as he watched Su Chen charge towards the Datura snake.

But his shock didn't stop there.

Su Chen's martial soul can actually suppress a four-hundred-year-old Mandragora Serpent? What level of martial soul is that? Ancestral Dragon... what exactly is it?

Tang San was also stunned.

Even his hidden arrows couldn't penetrate the snake scales that defended against him, yet Su Chen charged forward empty-handed.

Su Chen's figure was like a golden lightning bolt, colliding head-on with the Mandala Serpent.

He dodged the snake's bite by sidestepping it, his right fist clenched tightly, the power of the Ancestral Dragon gathering on his fist. It was a golden, slightly glowing energy that adhered to the surface of his fist, like a thin layer of dragon scale phantom.

"Bang!"

He punched the snake.

The moment the fist made contact with the snake scales, a dull thud was heard.

Several of the emerald green scales of the datura snake were broken, and blood seeped from the cracks.

"Hiss—" The datura snake let out a mournful hiss, its body twisting violently, and its tail swept across with tremendous force.

Su Chen lightly touched the ground with his toes, his body leaping into the air, easily dodging the sweeping attack of the snake's tail.

As he landed, he stepped on the snake's tail, gripped its body tightly with his left hand, and slammed down with his right fist.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Punch after punch, each punch imbued with the power of the Ancestral Dragon, causing snake scales to fly and flesh to become a bloody mess.

The datura snake struggled desperately, its body rolling on the ground, splashing up large amounts of mud and fallen leaves, but Su Chen's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and no matter how it rolled, it could not break free.

Yu Xiaogang stood there, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

He muttered to himself, the voice sounding like it was being squeezed out of his throat: "Impossible... This is impossible... His foundation is destroyed, he shouldn't have any fighting power..."

But the scene before him was clear: Su Chen was brutally beating the four-hundred-year-old Mandala Serpent, each punch causing the giant snake to hiss in pain.

Tang San clenched his fists, staring at Su Chen's retreating figure, his mind churning: "Su Chen's fists... are more powerful than my hidden arrows? Just what kind of monster is he?"

The datura snake desperately raised its head, opened its blood-red maw, and bit at Su Chen's arm with its venomous fangs.

The venomous fangs pierced his forearm, and the purplish-black venom was rapidly injected.

Su Chen's arm skin began to turn black, and the toxins spread upwards along the blood vessels, but stopped after spreading less than an inch.

The venom of the datura snake is indeed very potent, but it also depends on what you are facing.

Although the Ancestral Dragon is not immune to toxins, most toxins are not a threat to it.

But if it accumulates too much, that can also become a problem.

We must finish this quickly!

Just then, the cold, mechanical voice of the system in Su Chen's mind rang out: [Ding! Detected that the host is currently battling a 400-year-old Mandragora Serpent. Characters Yu Xiaogang and Tang San are shocked by the host's combat power. Level of shock: Extremely shocked.] [Reward: Immunity to poison at the Title Douluo level.] [Note: The host acquires complete immunity to all toxins, including snake venom, scorpion venom, and plant toxins.] The system's voice faded, The black marks on Su Chen's arm faded at a visible rate.

The last trace of hesitation in Su Chen's eyes vanished.

The venom of the datura snake has no effect on me, and I will no longer be a threat.

He no longer dodged the venomous fangs of the datura snake, but instead grabbed its head with his other hand, his five fingers gripping its neck like iron pincers.

His right fist rose high and then slammed down like a meteorite.

One punch.

Two punches.

Three punches.

Every punch landed precisely on the serpent's vital spot.

The snake scales shattered, the snake flesh caved in, and fresh blood splattered.

The datura snake's struggles grew weaker and weaker, its tail thumping the ground feebly, making increasingly faint "slapping" sounds.

Su Chen's fists were covered in snake blood, but he didn't care.

Eleventh punch.

The snake's head was smashed into the mud.

The datura snake's body twitched violently a few times, then remained completely still.

Su Chen released the snake's head and stood up.

He shook the blood off his hands, and the purple soul ring slowly retracted, the phantom of the Ancestral Dragon Martial Soul dissipating into the air.

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San stood still, motionless, like two statues.

Several seconds passed before Yu Xiao finally came to his senses. He opened his mouth, his voice dry and hoarse: "You... you really killed it?"

Su Chen said calmly, "Otherwise what?"

Yu Xiaogang looked down at the corpse of the datura snake on the ground. The snake's body was a bloody mess, and its head was smashed beyond recognition.

His expression was extremely complex, showing shock, confusion, doubt, and an indescribable bitterness.

Suddenly, he slapped his thigh and cried out in anguish, "What a pity! What a pity!"

Tang San asked, "Teacher, what's the pity?"

Yu Xiaogang pointed at the snake's corpse, looking annoyed: "This datura snake, four hundred years old, would have been perfect for you! If only I had kept it as your spirit ring! Now Su Chen has killed it..."

Tang San was taken aback: "But Master, didn't you just say we were no match for you and that we should run away?"

Yu Xiaogang was speechless, stammering, "That... that was a tactical retreat! I originally planned to retreat first, and then figure out a way..."

He turned to Su Chen, his tone reproachful: "Su Chen, you were too impulsive! If you hadn't killed it, Tang San could have gotten a perfect first spirit ring! Now look what's happened, such a good spirit beast has been wasted!"

Su Chen looked at him, her eyes calm as still water.

"Master is right," Su Chen said calmly.

"Next time we encounter a similar soul beast, I won't take action. Let Master handle it."

Yu Xiaogang was taken aback: "Me... me?"

Su Chen nodded: "Master just said that a four-hundred-year-old Mandragora Snake is just right for Tang San. So next time we encounter it, Master should personally subdue it and leave it for Tang San as a spirit ring. Master is a level twenty-nine Great Spirit Master, and with Luo Sanpao, dealing with a small snake should be a piece of cake."

Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale, and his lips trembled: "This... this..."

Su Chen added, "What? Master, you dare not?"

Yu Xiaogang swallowed hard.

He glanced down at Luo Sanpao, who was still lying on the ground convulsing—this guy hadn't gotten up since being whipped away by a tail.

He chuckled dryly twice: "Well... well... actually, I think you're more suited to do this kind of rough work. After all, you have experience..."

Su Chen raised an eyebrow: "So, Master, you mean I should go next time?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded repeatedly, his smile more like a grimace: "Yes, yes, yes! You go! I'll just give you instructions!"

Tang San, watching from the side, finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yu Xiaogang glared at him, and Tang San quickly covered his mouth, but his shoulders were still shrugging.

Su Chen turned around and walked forward, his tone indifferent: "Let's go. Don't waste any more time."

Yu Xiaogang followed sheepishly, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

Luo Sanpao limped along beside him, occasionally letting out a pitiful "woo-woo" sound.

Tang San walked at the back, looking at Su Chen's back, then at Yu Xiaogang's back, and sighed inwardly: Su Chen is not only strong, but his eloquence is even better than the master's.

He suddenly felt that becoming Yu Xiaogang's apprentice might not have been a wise choice.

In the distance, the mist slowly drifted over the swamp.

The three continued onward, heading deeper into the Soul Hunter Forest.