Unable to mimic the same form, the White Snake became enraged and quickly slithered down to the ground, biting onto Old Qing's tail and began dragging him out.
It was less than a fifth of Old Qing's size, both in length and girth, yet the White Snake's aura was overwhelming—an eighteen-foot aura from a six-foot snake.
After Little Bai bit his tail tip, Old Qing paused in confusion before obediently relaxing and unwound the seal coil by coil.
By the time he completely left, the bald young man who had been coiled up bore several scratches on his face.
The doctor examined him and found they were only superficial wounds. They would heal with a little ointment applied back home.
The Green forest snake finally left the tent, and with everyone's help, the two young men quickly packed up the tent, wolfed down their breakfast, and prepared to leave with the group.
"Sister, there seems to be something else inside."
