Huang Tianba revealed his true form—a giant weasel covered in golden light, glaring viciously at Xuan Mo. The lackeys behind him also began screeching strangely. For a moment, demonic auras surged into the sky, and the scene descended into utter chaos.
"Whoa, pretty intimidating?" Xuan Mo dug at his ear, his face full of disdain. "What, you want a one-on-one? Come on, come on! Today, I'll teach you how to be a proper demon!"
Seeing this, Bai Suzhen hurried forward to stop him. "Fellow Daoist Xuan Mo, please wait. Let's talk this out. Don't ruin the peace between us."
"Shoo, shoo, go cool off somewhere else!" Xuan Mo waved impatiently. "That old yellow-skinned creature has already climbed onto my head and taken a dump! And you're talking about peace? Besides, dressed as conservatively as you are, you obviously aren't a proper snake. Stop pretending to be some pure and innocent lotus!"
Bai Suzhen's pretty face instantly flushed red, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak. The other great demons exchanged looks. This kid really had no filter—he dared to say absolutely anything!
"Brat, you're courting death!" Huang Tianba roared, his enormous tail sweeping toward Xuan Mo like a Steel Whip.
"Child's play!" Xuan Mo sneered. Stepping onto that broken wooden sword, he drifted lightly out of the way.
"That's all you've got? You can't even touch a single hair on me, yet you still dare come out and embarrass yourself?" Xuan Mo dodged while continuing to taunt him.
Huang Tianba was so furious that smoke seemed to pour from his seven orifices. His attacks grew even fiercer, but Xuan Mo was like a slippery loach, always managing to evade them with ease.
"I'm saying, old yellow-skinned creature, you're not very good!" Xuan Mo shook his head as he