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Although the Four-Winged Golden Silkworm wasn't as powerful as the Six-Winged Golden Silkworm, if it was properly nurtured, it could grow to rival a True Immortal.

How ridiculous. The original Green Robe Patriarch had actually been so pleased with himself for turning it into a million-strong army of demon soldiers, boasting that his magic was boundless. He had no idea he was completely missing the point. What an idiot!

Unfortunately, the Four-Winged Golden Silkworm was already dead, and Hao Shuai could do nothing about it.

But he had set his sights on Immortal Granny Dongxuan. If she had one Four-Winged Golden Silkworm, perhaps she had a second one?

What's more, what if Immortal Granny Dongxuan had a Six-Winged Golden Silkworm, too?!

That was getting ahead of himself. For now, he needed to deal with Green Robe Patriarch.

With that in mind, Hao Shuai signaled to his Yang Spirit. In a flash, it slipped into Green Robe Patriarch's body.

Emerald light poured from every pore in Green Robe Patriarch's body. Green flames swept from his feet to the crown of his head, then faded away. He was standing upright again.

He took a few steps, getting used to the short stature. It felt pretty good.

"From now on, you'll wear Green Robe Patriarch's skin for a while. It'll make things easier for us." Hao Shuai watched Green Robe pacing in front of him, feeling that something about it was off.

"Sure!" Green Robe nodded readily. His voice was indistinguishable from Green Robe Patriarch's.

With all of Green Robe Patriarch's memories, Hao Shuai wasn't worried that he'd give himself away. But to be safe, there was one person under Green Robe who needed to be dealt with.

With that thought, Hao Shuai removed the soundproof barrier he'd set up. "Green Robe Patriarch"