yasinovel Chapter 79, "The Azure Python Coils the Mountain," Destiny Suppression
Chapter 79, "The Azure Python Coils the Mountain," Destiny Suppression
It became.
Huang Shujian opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
The breath was very cold, condensing into white mist in the air.
His body jerked violently!
Like a spring that has been bent and then released, he bounced up from the ground.
When he landed, his body had returned to normal.
The bones were realigned, the muscles relaxed, and the body returned to a human posture.
Huang Shujian straightened up and stretched his arms and legs.
It feels...very strange.
【The White Scale Technique (Minor Completion)】
【The White Scale Technique (Complete)】
【White Scale Technique (Perfect, Evolvable)】
Then, Huang Shujian, wielding the Xuan Yin Serpent Bone, evolved!
[Consumes 3 Free Attribute Points]
[The White Scale Technique is evolving...]
[Class detected: Beast Blood Warrior...Talent detected: Pure Yang, Subtle Understanding...Snake-type extraordinary item detected...Prerequisites met...]
[Evolution complete!]
[Acquired new skill: Azure Python Coiling Mountain Force (Completed)]
boom!
A chilling, bone-piercing aura surged wildly into his body through his palm!
It's ten times more powerful than when I practiced the White Scale Technique before!
Huang Shujian's muscles tensed instantly.
After a while, Huang Shujian opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them.
He could feel that the cold, dark power within his body had become purer and more powerful.
Like a giant python awakening, it slowly roams through the meridians, bringing powerful strength as well as a... cold and ferocious aura.
Fine, bluish-black scales sprouted from under the skin of his hands, covering his entire arm.
From fingertips to wrists, to forearms, to elbows.
The scales were cold, hard, and had a metallic sheen.
The shape of her hands also began to change.
The fingers became longer, the joints more flexible, and the nails became sharp, like snake fangs.
This is not over yet.
[Gained Limit Break Skill: Azure Scale Transformation]
Huang Shujian's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately used it.
"hiss--"
A faint hiss, almost imperceptible, came from deep within his throat.
next second.
His muscles suddenly bulged!
It's not expansion, but... peristalsis.
It's like countless snakes are crawling under your skin.
The changes in his hands suddenly intensified.
Scales proliferated wildly, spreading from the arms to the shoulders and even up to the chest.
The fingers were completely deformed, the joints disappeared, and they became soft and elastic, like... the body of a snake.
The nails became longer, sharper, and had a jet-black sheen.
The hands no longer resembled human hands.
Two giant, bluish-black pythons coiled around his arms, menacing and terrifying.
Huang Shujian raised his hand and looked at his snake-like hands.
He shook it gently.
His hands moved like whips, leaving two afterimages in the air—swift and ferocious.
He could even feel that every muscle in his hands could be controlled independently, and could be changed at any angle or in any shape.
It is as soft as if it has no bones, yet it contains terrifying explosive power.
"I see……"
Huang Shujian muttered to himself.
He thought of Martha.
That half-human, half-snake monster.
At that time, Ma Da must have used some kind of secret technique from the "White Scale Method" to forcibly transform parts of his body into snakes.
But that snake-like transformation was very crude and forced; the body was still human-shaped, only with more snake-like features.
The Azure Scale Transformation he is currently using is a secret technique of the Azure Python Coiling Mountain Force after its limit has been broken.
More thorough, more refined.
Its hands have completely transformed into snakes, with its scales, muscles, and bones all evolving in the direction of a giant python.
Its power... is naturally even greater.
Huang Shujian was secretly sighing when suddenly...
My whole body jolted!
It felt like being doused with a bucket of ice water from head to toe.
An indescribable, cold, and vast pressure surged forth from the depths of his bloodline without warning, instantly engulfing his consciousness!
All I could see was darkness.
It felt like being in the deepest part of the ocean, surrounded by endless, viscous darkness.
The darkness surged and writhed, as if it were alive.
In the deepest part of the darkness, a pair of huge, golden vertical pupils slowly opened.
Those vertical pupils were cold and merciless, like lanterns on the road to the underworld, high above, staring straight down at him!
Looking down at this... tiny snake that had just grown scales.
Suppression due to destiny!
Suppression originating from a higher-level being!
Huang Shujian felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen at that moment.
Those golden vertical pupils simply gazed at him silently.
Like a god, looking down upon ants.
I don't know how much time passed.
It may be a moment, or it may be a century.
The darkness receded, and the vertical pupils disappeared.
Huang Shujian suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily.
My clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
He looked down at his hands.
The bluish-black scales are slowly fading away.
The shape of her hands gradually returned to normal.
A few seconds later, everything returned to normal.
Only the lingering, cold touch on his skin and the faint throbbing deep within his blood reminded him of everything that had just happened.
Huang Shujian stood there, silent for a long time.
Then, he looked up at the night sky outside the window.
Practicing snake magic can suppress other snakes, but it can also be suppressed by higher-level snakes.
In the waters of Goose City, a real monstrous python is lurking!
"Xiuer, bring out the realgar wine!"
……
One day later.
Singing drifted from the study.
The brass horn of the phonograph whirred, the black vinyl record slid round and round over the steel needle, producing soft, melodious tunes:
"The south wind blows cool...the nightingale sings softly..."
It's the popular song "Night Fragrance" by Wanghai, a melody so sweet it's cloying, carrying the effeminate air of the old Shanghai Bund.
Huang Shujian sat behind his desk, holding something in his hand.
The pale yellow dough, mixed with glue, wax, and several medicinal herbs, was kneaded, stretched, and shaped between his fingers.
His fingers were steady, each movement precise as if carving jade. The dough gradually thinned, fine lines appeared on the edges, the outline of the nose rose in the center, and eye sockets appeared on both sides.
A human skin mask.
No, it's not human skin, it's dough.
But it's so realistic, so thin it's transparent, that you can see the fine fiber texture inside when you hold it up to the light.
Huang Shujian stopped, held the dough up to his eyes to look at it, then stood up and walked to the cabinet by the wall, which had a full-length mirror on it.
He took a deep breath.
The dough was cool and sticky, like a layer of wet mud, as he placed it on his face. He pressed the edges of the dough with both hands and gently pressed it to make every inch fit his skin.
Then, he closed his eyes, and his body began to change.
It's not an illusion; it's a real change: slight bone displacement, muscle contraction and reorganization, and tendon stretching and adjustment.
The crackling sound came from inside my body; it was very faint, like the soft cracking of bamboo being roasted by fire.
His shoulders narrowed by an inch, his waist became half an inch thinner, and he shortened by three fingers.
The whole process took less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.
Huang Shujian opened his eyes and looked in the mirror.
There is another person standing in the mirror.
Slanted eyes, with the outer corners tilting upwards, giving a slightly sarcastic look. A hooked nose, with a bridge as high as a knife and a downward-curving tip. A thunder god's mouth, with thin, protruding lips and naturally drooping corners, giving a bitter appearance.
The face, taken together, is ugly and ferocious; it would stand out even in a crowd.
Even his physique has changed. Originally, Huang Shujian was 1.78 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back, the frame of a martial artist. Now, the person in the mirror is at most 1.67 meters tall, thin, and hunched over, like a laborer who has been doing heavy work for many years.
He smiled at himself in the mirror, and the person in the mirror grinned back, but the smile looked even uglier.