Invincible Snake Emperor

Just then, a rather popular post on a forum caught Tu Xiao’an’s attention.

The title of the post was quite interesting.

”Incidents of Animals Killing for Revenge”

Story One: A Cat’s Revenge.

From the true experience of a tenant.

Years ago, he rented a room in a private residence. The landlord was a man named Wu Qing, over thirty years old, still single, and poor. Wu Qing had rented out his best room to the tenant.

He himself raised a flock of pigeons on his balcony for a living.

Perhaps because he raised pigeons, Wu Qing hated the sight of cats—or maybe he just disliked them from the start. But as luck would have it, many stray cats would sneak onto his balcony.

Every time he spotted a stray cat on the balcony, the scene would end in a spray of blood and the frantic fluttering of pigeons.

Almost every week, sometimes even every two or three days, a stray cat would be cruelly killed by Wu Qing on his balcony.

As time went on, he perfected his methods of killing cats, and his nature grew ever more brutal.

It started with simple killings, but eventually escalated to him dismembering the corpses, hacking the cats to pieces. Each time he did it, his eyes would be bloodshot with fury. Gradually, Wu Qing began to enjoy the process of slaughter.

After a while, perhaps because the resentful energy of the cats on the balcony grew too strong, no more stray cats dared to venture there.

He was over thirty, had no wife, and killing cats had become his only pleasure in life. The Vengeful Spirit that clung to him grew heavier and heavier.

With no cats on the balcony, he took to actively catching strays on the street to kill. The balcony remained stained with blood.

Every time the landlord used a kitchen cleaver to hack up a stray cat on the balcony, the kind-hearted pigeons would cry out in a crazed frenzy.

Their calls were mournful and tragic.

They tried to stop Wu Qing’s slaughter, but over time, the pigeons despaired. They began a hunger strike, refusing to eat the feed from their cruel owner.

And so, one by one, all the pigeons slowly died.

Wu Qing lost his livelihood. He found a job installing billboards. One time, while working high up on a billboard, a black cat suddenly and bizarrely appeared. It lunged at him, claws bared, as if intending to take him down with it.

The cat’s revenge caused him to fall from that great height, breaking both his legs and leaving him a cripple.

From then on, Wu Qing walked with crutches. Every time he saw a stray cat, he reacted like a mouse seeing a cat—scared to death. The cat’s revenge had crippled him, but it also taught him about the retribution for killing strays.

He knew, but it was too late.

What’s done is done. The deaths of his pigeons couldn’t awaken his conscience, so his final retribution arrived.

This was karmic retribution, delivered by an animal.

Story Two.

A Dog’s Revenge.

There was a mother and son. Because the mother failed to raise her child properly, the son grew up to be cruel by nature. He had a bloodthirsty and heartless hobby: he would often catch stray dogs, skin them alive, and let them die howling in agony.

After they died, he would slowly savor the taste of their meat.

His mother saw his cruel acts but never disciplined him, allowing his cruelty to fester.

The son became more and more unhinged. He even went so far as to drink blood directly from a living dog and hack off its leg to eat while it was still alive.

In his own words, he discovered that the meat from a living dog tasted better than from a dead one.

His mother grew accustomed to it. A neighbor who couldn’t stand to watch this behavior tried to persuade her: ”You should make your son change his ways. This is too sinful. It goes against the laws of nature, and there will be retribution.”

The mother just smiled, thinking her son was still young and should eat more meat for nutrition. Dog meat was the most nutritious, and it was free.

The mother’s ignorance and the son’s cruelty finally brought about their retribution.

A year later, his mother was hit and killed by a car while she was out.

As for how she was killed, an eyewitness confirmed it. A truck was approaching as the mother waited by the roadside. Just then, a large dog appeared behind her and slammed into her. Caught completely off guard, the mother was sent flying into the path of the truck.

The cruel son became a true orphan.

Afterward, he could never find a job or a girlfriend. It’s said he also contracted a strange illness; whenever he heard a dog bark, he would tremble uncontrollably and start speaking nonsense.

A son’s misdeeds are the mother’s fault. In this true story, it was the mother who received the severe punishment.

With no family left, the son’s life was even more painful. In a way, his fate was more pitiful than death.

This post had a high view count, and many who read it were left feeling deeply unsettled. Humans may be the current rulers of Earth, and our own kind may come first, but we can’t just wantonly slaughter other living creatures. There’s a limit to everything. If you cross it, not even heaven will spare you.

Things that science can’t explain are always happening around people.

For example, tales of the supernatural and ghosts, as well as folktales about paranormal animals.

The elderly often say that one must live with a sense of awe, showing reverence for all manner of spirits and demons, whether you believe in them or not.

Don’t easily offend or kill animals. They have spirits too, and they will retaliate.

At some point, many posts about animals killing people began appearing online. But as soon as these posts showed up, they would quickly be deleted or hit with a 404 error.

Before netizens could even start discussing them, the posts would vanish.

Even so, more and more posts of this kind kept appearing. All sorts of people were dying bizarrely at the hands of animals—some even killed by the pets they had lovingly raised.

These animals, pets or otherwise, seemed to have changed overnight—becoming bloodthirsty killers, as if taking revenge for humanity’s past cruelty toward them.

As Tu Xiao’an read through the posts, something stirred within him. ’If a Snake can awaken and gain intelligence, then other creatures naturally can too.’

’If an awakened creature wanted to kill a person, it would be all too easy. They have intelligence and methods. They are like predators in the dark. Once they’ve targeted you, it’s like being haunted by a Fierce Ghost.’

Perhaps he hadn’t been exposed to much yet, but Tu Xiao’an had a faint premonition that as his own power grew, he would encounter all sorts of creatures that would shatter his worldview.

There were many similar posts. Tu Xiao’an needed to find information related to snakes, hoping to find the whereabouts of an Awakened Snake on the forum.

Just then, another post instantly caught Tu Xiao’an’s attention, making his Snake Gaze brighten.

(Ancient Village, House Snake Killing Incident).

’A House Snake killed someone?’

Tu Xiao’an was slightly stunned. In the eyes of the people of Bai Town, House Snakes were benevolent creatures that guarded one’s home, bringing blessings and wealth.

House Snakes were mysterious, as elusive as a Divine Dragon showing its head but never its tail. Basically, even if you had a House Snake in your home, you would rarely ever see it.

In all his time growing up, Tu Xiao’an had heard many legends about House Snakes, but he had never heard of one killing a person.

Besides, he himself was now a House Snake.