Xu Yi said, "Of course I don't trust you. Put yourself in my shoes—would you trust me? So there's no point talking about anything else. If you can't guarantee my life, then we'll just have to fight to the death."
Xu Yi continued fleeing westward without pause.
Greedy Snake's eyes turned cold. "You're heading west the whole time. Could it be you've got help waiting there? You're keeping me occupied just to buy time, aren't you? Looks like I'm fated not to get those spirit milk drops after all."
As a seasoned villain, Greedy Snake had killed countless cultivators. After so many battles, he had naturally gained plenty of experience.
Xu Yi's steady flight westward took on a different meaning in Greedy Snake's eyes.
Xu Yi sneered. "You don't need to bluff me. If you dare swear an oath using the blood-binding method, I'll give you these three drops of spirit milk. There's no point talking about anything else. If you really attack, I'll destroy them. I won't let you have them."
"Then go ahead and destroy them!"
Greedy Snake roared and shoved both hands forward. A dragon of poisonous fire parted the water and shot straight at Xu Yi.
He knew very well that being threatened by an opponent in the middle of a fight would leave him at a disadvantage at every turn.
If the fellow in front of him were merely an ordinary Spirit Nurturing Stage cultivator, Greedy Snake might have humored him for a while.
But after fighting up to this point, he hadn't gained the slightest advantage. On the contrary, he had been on the back foot at every turn.
His mind was perfectly clear. Even if it meant giving up the spirit milk, he had to bring this wretch down.
The poisonous fire dragon