Although the taste seemed strange, Shatuo still swallowed the Snake Molt, which looked exactly like True Lord Hidden Sword, in two or three bites. In the end, he even picked a scale from between his teeth.
"What a disgusting thing."
Qing Lian frowned. Although the Snake Molt was not her true body, it had ultimately been shed from her own body.
Seeing Shatuo stuff it into his mouth like a snack made Qing Lian feel somewhat uncomfortable.
She estimated that, aside from the arm she had initially sold to Shatuo and the part currently being used to disguise herself as True Lord Hidden Sword, the remaining Snake Molt could be used four more times.
"I can't use it so casually anymore. I still need to save some for Hong Zhuang."
"Fortunately, I should shed my skin again before long. By then, I'll have a few more uses."
Then she looked at Shatuo, who was wiping his mouth, and shouted, "Fat pig, my skin isn't so easy to digest."
Shatuo whipped around and shrieked, "I told you, I hate being insulted like that! I'm definitely going to eat you!"
Qing Lian chuckled. "You can try."
"But you just ate quite a lot of my things. Now, I want you to spit them out!"
She reached out and made a grabbing motion, quickly establishing a connection with the recently swallowed 'Three Lives Mistake' toxin inside Shatuo's body, which had not yet been neutralized. Using it as a medium, she unleashed a Hate Curse Technique.
Shatuo had already lunged toward Qing Lian. He moved so quickly that his body almost became a blurred black shadow.
But halfway there, he suddenly let out a shriek and crashed to the ground. Then the flesh on his back bulged high, as though something were about to