Dugu Bo chuckled. "You really don't know what that Fire Lotus Bottle can do until you try it. Once you do, it scares the life out of you. I should have lost again that time. Chrysanthemum Guan and Old Ghost had already forced me to the point of fleeing."
"But then I suddenly remembered the Fire Lotus Bottle you gave me, so I took it out and used it. Who would have thought its power would be so terrifying? It turned my losing battle around in an instant."
"In the end, those two gate guardians had no choice but to flee with their tails between their legs."
At this point, Dugu Bo burst into hearty laughter.
Xiao Yan unconsciously rubbed his nose, his mind already racing to figure out how he could produce large quantities of Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus Bottles in a short time.
Casting a sidelong glance at Xiao Yan, Dugu Bo assumed the air of a lofty expert and murmured, "Xiao Yan, I've already used up the Fire Lotus Bottle you gave me last time. Do you have any more? If you do, give me a few."
Hearing this, Xiao Yan smiled faintly. With a slight flick of his hand, a palm-sized transparent jade bottle appeared in his grasp. Inside it floated a vivid emerald-green flame.
"I still have two. If you want one, I'll give you one first."
Running his hand over the jade bottle, Xiao Yan raised his arm and tossed it straight to Dugu Bo.
Seeing the Fire Lotus Bottle flying toward him, Dugu Bo jumped in fright. He thrust out his hand and channeled his soul power, forming a barrier in front of himself.
"You little brat! Are you trying to take this old man's life? What if this thing explodes? I'm not