Yan Xiaobao was stunned, glaring at the hissing snakes, feeling furious at their relentless spitting of venom.
"Do you really think Lord Bai has no way to deal with you? Don't force me, you bunch of—"
Before he could finish his speech, a swarm of snakes launched into the air, then collided fiercely with the shield in front of him.
"That's it, you're forcing me!" he roared, rushing back to the stone house. Yan Xiaobao sat cross-legged in front of the pill furnace, burning with rage.
"These snakes are completely evil!" he said coldly. "Not cute at all!
"Since I've mastered Third-level Spiritual Medicine, do you think I can't teach you a lesson, you foolish little snakes?!
"You've always liked spitting and hissing, haven't you? Hah! Fine, I'll make a pill to shut you up!" he declared confidently, lightly flicking his sleeve, and began pondering which medicinal formula to use.
