"What if I'm looking at you?"
Wang Quan swung the arms beneath his ribs, the Magic Treasures in his hands blazing with light.
He stepped forward and looked down at the Golden Core, Purple Mansion, and Yang Spirit.
The Golden Core and Purple Mansion sneered. "Don't think being tall means you can look wherever you want!"
As they spoke, they opened their mouths and pulled over clouds, riding the clouds and mist ever higher until they stood a head above Wang Quan. "Try looking at us again!"
Whoosh!
Wang Quan rose into the air and continued looking down at them. "What if I'm looking at you?"
As he spoke, he raised several Magic Treasures. "This is my first time seeing things like you become spirits."
"Follow me from now on!"
The clouds beneath the Golden Core and Purple Mansion churned. They rose higher, once again standing a head above Wang Quan. "Why should we?"
"We were imprisoned for thousands of years. Now we've finally broken out of our cage and gained great freedom."
"Follow you? Bow our heads and make ourselves small?"
"Heh... what a joke!"
Whoosh!
The Magic Treasures in Wang Quan's hands unleashed their might, enveloping them. "This Daoist master's patience is limited."
"Either follow me or die."
The Purple Mansion and Golden Core felt uncomfortable beneath the Magic Treasures' might, but they still stiffened their necks and sneered. "We won't follow you."
Wang Quan sighed.
He really did prize these two cultivation realms that had become like Spirit Monsters.
But if they refused to submit, he did not mind telling them.
At that moment, killing intent rose in his heart, and he was about to annihilate them.
Then the Yang Spirit beside them suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist, spare them."
"Their brains haven't finished growing yet. They don't