The python thrashed violently, trying to dislodge the hand I had driven deep into its flesh. But I understood the gravity of the moment; it was either its death or mine. With my other hand, I gripped its neck fiercely, bracing my legs around its massive body, hanging on with my entire weight. No matter how it writhed, I held on until death.

If I could only hold on long enough, the creature would eventually bleed out. Blood streamed past the five fingers of my embedded hand, spraying wildly through the air as the serpent convulsed. Some of it splashed into my mouth—what a foul taste, nearly making me retch up everything I’d eaten the day before. To put it mildly, it smelled fouler than the contents of an outhouse latrine.

To hasten the flow of blood from the python’s core, I used my five fingers to gouge the wound wider, forcing the torrent to surge more violently. This was my only chance of escape.

The monster dragged me careening around the cave. Its intelligence was undeniable; it deliberately rammed me against sharp stones and knotted roots. Soon, my clothes were shredded, reduced to mere rags.

I didn’t care if I was stripped naked like a woman lying on the ground, as long as I could kill this giant serpent. Calculating by the rate of blood loss, it wouldn't be long before it perished from exsanguination.

However, I might have celebrated too soon. I suddenly noticed that the blood flowing from the wound was weakening, its consistency thickening. Small worms seemed to be wriggling incessantly around the five holes I had inflicted. As they squirmed, the flesh beneath them appeared to be regenerating, rapidly sealing the wounds shut.

Good heavens! They weren't kidding when they called it a monster. What kind of technique was this? Instantaneous self-repair! If it healed at this rate, it would be fighting fit again in moments. It was utterly unfair! Why didn't I possess such a gift?

I absolutely had to stop the wound from closing. I thrust my five fingers back into the gaping injury and savagely tore at it again. The wound was certainly wider than before, but the problem was that the blood stopped flowing altogether. Trouble! If the blood wouldn't flow, how would it ever die?

Was fate determined to have me perish in this snake pit tonight? My mother had arranged for a fortune-teller who predicted I would attain great wealth, live a long life, and see a hundred years. Surely, I wasn't fated for such an untimely, miserable end.

If you won't bleed, I'll make you bleed! In a fit of rage, I threw both arms around the python’s thick body, gritted my teeth, and pressed my mouth directly over the wound. I was going to suck its blood dry!

Sucking actually worked! But a huge gulp of snake blood instantly flooded my throat, choking me so violently I nearly coughed up my lungs. Once I managed to catch my breath, a wave of putrid stench erupted from my esophagus, threatening to bring up everything I'd eaten last month.

But at that moment, I couldn't afford to care about nausea. As long as I was sucking, the blood poured into my mouth; the moment I stopped, the blood seemed to solidify. I had to keep sucking. This was killing me! Did this blood have poison? Would that first massive swallow kill me now?

But dying later was better than dying now. Besides, if I was going down, I was taking this beast with me. Come on, I’ll fight you to the end! I squeezed my eyes shut and returned to assaulting the serpent’s wound with a frenzy of ‘kisses.’ At first, I’d suck and then spit, but eventually, my nerves and taste buds went numb. I swallowed that bright red, foul-smelling ichor mouthful after mouthful.

I couldn't calculate how long I sucked—it felt like a century in my altered state of time. All I knew was that with every pull, the python’s movements grew sluggish. The weaker it became, the more vigorously I sucked. Of course, my own stomach swelled until it felt ready to burst.

Fortunately, the python finally stilled, collapsing motionless to the ground from massive blood loss. After taking two more desperate draws to confirm not a single drop more would emerge, I collapsed onto the ground with a heavy thud. May Heaven continue to favor me! There better not be any snake mothers or hatchlings around here, because I was utterly drained; even a small snake could kill me now.

Oh no, wait! There’s a woman lying over there. She isn't allied with this dead snake, is she? If she were on the snake’s side, she could easily pick up a rock and smash my skull to pieces right now.

Hmm, they probably aren't allies. Maybe she's another victim. If she were allied with the serpent, why hasn’t she moved at all during this struggle?

Though my limbs were leaden, my mind was still functional enough to process these thoughts. Suddenly, a searing pain erupted from my abdomen, intensifying rapidly until it felt like knives were slicing my flesh piece by piece.

It’s over. The snake blood was indeed poisonous! Snake, snake, though I sucked you to death, you don't have to haunt me from the underworld. I’ve been poisoned and will soon follow you. Given that we knew each other tonight, let’s call a truce in the halls of the dead.

I passed out, completely overwhelmed by the agony. It started as stomach pain, but soon every part of my body screamed in torment. I regretted everything; dying this way was far worse than being swallowed whole by the python would have been.

"Lao Qian, Lao Qian,"

Hearing that address, I knew it was Xia Huren, an old friend from the military. That guy was a top-tier sniper; we were inseparable back then. Why was he here? He was supposed to have stayed in the service.

"Tiger, am I in the underworld? Why are you here? Oh, perhaps you perished too."

"Lao Qian, I knew you were leaving, so I rushed here to see you off..."

"Commander Zhao, Commander Zhao, your brother has also come to see you off..." It was Zhu Da, my best friend from childhood! Both of them were here to see me off. True brothers are true brothers. I, Zhao Qian, have lived twenty-three years, and I only have these two great friends. I never expected them to come together to bid farewell. I was deeply moved.

But I still had regrets. In all my years, I had never truly touched a woman's flesh, let alone made love to one. I couldn't rest in peace!

"Commander Zhao, don't be sad. Your brother knows your hardship. Look, I brought you an MM for you to enjoy to your heart’s content before you depart..."

Slap! A beautiful woman materialized before my eyes. Huh? Why did she look so familiar? Isn't that Zhao Fen from last night? Or perhaps Zhao Fang—they were so alike, I couldn't tell them apart unless they told me themselves.

I was about to ask Zhu Da why he found me someone I already knew, feeling too awkward to make a move, when I turned around and saw that both men had vanished without a trace.

Zhao Fen said, "Big Brother Zhao, stop looking. It’s just the two of us here. I know you were shy around girls since you were little and perhaps hesitant. Don't worry. You saved us sisters; we are both willing to be your girlfriends. Let me give myself to you first."

As Zhao Fen spoke, she began undressing in front of me. The surroundings were hazy and indistinct, but the two prominent, large, white breasts were crystal clear. They were magnificent! So fair that I could even see the veins beneath the skin; so large that I knew my open palm couldn't cover either one; so fragrant that I desperately wanted to suckle them.

Zhao Fen, whose skin was smooth as silk, collapsed into my embrace. That pair of soft, white, tenderly fragrant, and delightfully glowing breasts were right before my eyes. I could no longer restrain myself—to hell with ethics, propriety, and manners! I threw out my hands and grabbed them both, one on the left and one on the right.

Oh! I am dead! I have ascended! No wonder those R-rated novels described it so wildly; the sensation of kneading breasts is truly intoxicating, especially these two, whose size was definitely exceptional. They were smooth to the touch and wonderfully elastic. After feeling these breasts, I could accept going to the underworld afterward.

"Big Brother Zhao, don't, not like this, ah... stop kneading, ah... my whole body is numb. Big Brother Zhao, wake up, wake up quickly!"