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"Hey, you little jerk! You summoned me here, and I wanted to give you a chance to show off, but you should step up yourself!"
Chaotic was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter. With a wide mouth, he exhaled a puff of white mist right in Qian Mo's face, then made a signature gesture of raising his middle finger... and this time, he used both middle fingers.
"You think I can't do it?!"
Qian Mo felt his pride was being severely insulted. Chaotic didn't respond, tilting his big head back at a 45-degree angle, leaving everything unsaid.
"Then I'll take care of Bai Tu today and show you! You keep maintaining the Void Web while I go kick him a couple of times!"
A gentle breeze blew by...
Bai Yin and the others felt that their eyes were truly opened today; who knew such oddities could exist among humans? Letting someone else bind the opponent while they went up to kick them—was that how one defeated an enemy? It was like going to the West for scriptures, where Tang Seng had Sun Wukong beat the monster half to death before reciting a few verses, allowing him to reap the benefits of both performance and scripture collection!
Wait... what was going to the West for scriptures? Who were Tang Seng and Sun Wukong? What flowers were being talked about... that wasn't important!
"It hasn't been long since we last met, but your skin is getting thicker by the day!"
"Stop talking nonsense. Your Void Energy is too domineering; if this keeps up, that dog is going to die! He’s at least an Enforcer Elder of the Bai Ze Clan. Although he's been sent out for work and seems to have no real power, he’s still got a tongue. I need to use the Otherworldly Ink Pen to pull some tricks and get some information out of him!"
"Tch! Can't you just kill him and search his soul?"
"Do you understand chips? Chips! Even if you watch anime, you should know about hostage tactics!"
"I usually only watch harem stuff..."
"Impressive..."
Shaking his head, Qian Mo felt that he and this deadbeat otaku would not have any common language for a long time.
He tightly gripped the Otherworldly Ink Pen and slowly walked toward Bai Tu, who was lying on the ground, surrounded by swirling black mist and no longer able to struggle.
Gritting his teeth, Qian Mo ultimately drew the Golden Patterned Jade Brush across his palm, blood instantly seeping out and enveloped by a golden light, floating in mid-air. About five seconds later, he quickly sealed the wound in his palm; the previously suppressed spirit began rapidly healing the injury. If one were close enough, they could see the wound healing at a visibly fast rate...
Grinning through clenched teeth, although it was brief, the pain from the torn palm still made his heart twitch, revealing his fear of pain once again.
"Jerk... I won't use blood amplification techniques next time! If it weren't for Bai Tu being a divine beast Bai Ze with such high rank, fearing that relying solely on the Golden Patterned Jade Brush's ability wouldn't be enough to sketch an effective Truth Spell or Secret Symbol against him, I wouldn't have cut myself! Hmm... I won't do it again next time!"
What? You say I swore last time not to use blood amplification techniques again? Stop with the nonsense; just let it be!
With a wave of his hand, Qian Mo sent the floating blood rushing into the Golden Patterned Jade Brush. The originally pristine jade brush immediately began transforming into a reddish-gold color. Calming himself down, in less than a minute and at the cost of half his spirit energy, a palm-sized intricate rune reappeared in Qian Mo's hand.
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