"There's no time to waste. Daoist Wu, how about you take me to your good friend's house now?"
Lu Xuan put down the wine glass he was holding and looked at Wu with expectant eyes.
"I'm not sure if he's home right now... But seeing your urgency, Friend Lu, it seems you have an important matter at hand. I'll take you there then."
Seeing that Lu Xuan was so eager, and having plenty of free time on his own, Wu then took Lu Xuan with him, heading towards the home of the snake-catching Cultivator.
After approximately two quarters of an hour, the two arrived at a house made from gray-black stone.
The house was quite spacious. However, as they approached, they could feel a chilling aura.
As Lu Xuan followed Wu into the stone house, the cold ambience made his skin prick up involuntarily as if covered in goosebumps.
Upon entering, a blue-green python sprang out. It paused not far from the duo, hissing, its forked tongue flickering in and out.
"Little Green, return, it's Uncle Wu."