A furious curse shook the nine heavens.
What the hell did they mean by admiring his virtue, being utterly loyal, and willingly going to their deaths?
The little red gourd leaped straight off the Gourd Vine and into the air, trembling with rage.
He could no longer endure it. Even though he had not fully recovered, he forcibly emerged ahead of time.
Otherwise, he suspected that these shameless bastards would anger him to death on the spot in the next moment.
"Utterly shameless! Utterly shameless! You're enraging this old ancestor to death!"
Little Gourd stood in midair, blazing fury erupting three thousand zhang from its mouth, scorching even the void into wrinkles.
"You infuriate me!"
Little Gourd was so furious that his three corpse spirits were practically jumping.
Ever since he had run into that damned fellow, he had first taken Yuan's half-finger attack for him and nearly been snuffed out.
Then he had ended up in the mouth of that Ouroboros Dragon, hovering between life and death, and getting licked every now and then. Who the hell could stand that?
Even worse, when that Ouroboros Dragon went to the initial Space-time, she had not put him down, leaving him to get miserably flattened by the aftershocks.
In the end, even after he had died, some little bastard had actually captured his traces and planted him again.
Those two lads who looked so honest and simple were black-hearted as hell too!
He had nearly turned around and slain those two brats!
"The gourd has matured already?"
Yang Xi and Xiao Song exchanged a glance, and joy rose in their hearts.
Yang Xi was happy because he could finally descend the mountain, while Xiao Song was simply delighted.
The gourd he had tended for tens of thousands of years had finally