Upon a closer look, she found that the exposed skin on her thighs, neck, shoulders, and even parts of her arms bore tattoos in overlapping shades of black, blue, and red!
The tattoo colors were bizarre, twisting with a life of their own in sync with her breathing, their fine scales raising the hair on one's head. In the mere moments it took for Qingluan to stretch lazily, the tattoos on her body started to move rapidly, climbing up her neck under the horrified gaze of onlookers.
It turned out to be a giant colorful python with a flickering tongue!
Yet Qingluan remained unaffected, seemingly accustomed to the abnormality of her body. To her and her fellow members of the East Sea Clan, this was everyday life. If memory serves, even Uncle De, the steward, had similar tattoos.
Indeed, this was the Cultivation Technique of the East Sea Clan, or perhaps it was their true nature—their appearance after transforming, reflecting the true manifestation of their bloodline.
