The Dragon King struggled to his feet, bowed respectfully at a ninety-degree angle to the two little ones, and said, "Thank you, young friends, for lending a hand. I will repay this life-saving grace later. Please help with the battle ahead!"
"You're too polite, Grandpa."
Hua Sijun casually tossed a small bottle of Life Divine Water to the Dragon King.
"Heal your injuries first!"
Then she turned and said, "Brother, let's capture everyone up ahead. They dared come to our home and cause trouble, so they must pay compensation. Otherwise... hehehe!"
"All right, sister. Then I'll watch you display your mighty prowess!"
"OK!"
Hua Sijun made an OK gesture, then pressed her palms together, formed several hand seals, and cried out, "By my command! All vines, attack!"
At once, rustling sounds rose everywhere throughout the forest.
Countless vines grew wildly, as though they had been pumped full of chicken blood.
The vines slithered between the trees and grass like spiritual snakes, sweeping toward those still locked in battle.
The next moment, every fighter was wrapped up by vines and bound tight and fast.
Friend or foe, everyone was tied up like rice dumplings, densely strewn across the ground. The sight was rather comical.
The noisy forest fell silent. Only pairs of terrified eyes remained, while no one could make a sound, their mouths plugged shut by vines.
"Bring all the prisoners of war to this Princess!"
Her clear voice rang through the forest again. The vines that had captured the prisoners immediately moved once more, rapidly retracting.
Those rice dumplings were dragged along, quickly converging in one direction before being piled densely before the Hua siblings.
Looking at the dense mass of cocoon-like forms, the Dragon King felt his scalp tingle.
This... was far too fantastical!
What kind of immortal