Chapter 73 — One
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Had Zhang Qingyue seen this thing at that moment, he would surely have been struck dumb with astonishment, for he had laid eyes on it once as a child: it was none other than the Seven-Tailed Centipede, one of the most venomous creatures under heaven.
Qin Wujiu frowned and said, "Ever since we came near this Canglan Mountain, Little Seven has been rather restless, as though something has been provoking it."
The Poison God examined the Seven-Tailed Centipede closely, then drew a small pale-purple pill from his bosom and placed it inside the box, and closed the lid. Very quickly, the strange sound coming from within the box gradually died down and then faded into silence.
After Qin Wujiu had carefully put away the box containing the Seven-Tailed Centipede, the Poison God said mildly, "This Seven-Tailed Centipede is a rare treasure of the world; only one pair survives in all creation, and they stay together until death. If they are parted, then within a hundred li each will sense the other. Little Seven's unease these past days must be because of this."
Qin Wujiu glanced at the Poison God and suddenly said, "So that means the other one is now on Canglan Mountain?"
The Poison God smiled and said, "Indeed. The Seven-Tailed Centipede is a unique breed without peer in this world; there can be no mistake."
With that, he turned his head and gazed slowly into the distance. Far away, beyond the walls of Heyin, the towering, majestic Canglan Mountain pierced the clouds, imposing almost beyond compare, wreathed in white clouds and drifting with an air of immortality.
"A hundred years—in the blink of an eye, another hundred years have passed!" the old man murmured softly to himself.