"Enough talk. If you're ready, let's begin!" Taiyi activated the Heaven-Stealing Sun-Swapping Art.
Under Ye Fan's dumbstruck gaze, his face, build, aura, and everything else changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, a plump Daoist with a ruddy face appeared before Ye Fan.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. This humble Daoist is Duan De. Greetings, benefactor!" Taiyi wore a broad smile.
His appearance and manner were astonishingly identical to those of Duan De, whom they had met before.
With another turn, he even changed into Daoist robes.
He intoned a Daoist invocation.
"That fat Daoist, Duan De?" Ye Fan's pupils contracted sharply, and he cried out involuntarily.
He had never expected Taiyi to transform into Duan De, the unscrupulous fat Daoist who had crossed paths with him before and swindled him out of several spirit-communicating weapons.
Clearly, Taiyi had dealt with that unscrupulous Daoist too.
Otherwise, he would not have transformed straight into him, much less imitated him so convincingly.
Had Ye Fan not seen it with his own eyes, he really would have thought this was that fat Daoist.
"Heh, looks like you've dealt with him before..." Taiyi, disguised as the fat Daoist, gave a strange chuckle. "Next, I'll pose as Duan De and 'sell' you to the Demon Race!"
"..."
Looking at the "fat Daoist" before him,
Ye Fan's eyelids twitched, and he said speechlessly, "With you looking like that, I keep feeling you're going to swindle me!"
"What are you saying? Do I look like that sort of person?"
Taiyi did not like hearing that.
Although he did want to fleece some Demon Emperor's Essence Blood and did not want to shoulder too much risk,
on the other hand, if they succeeded, it really would be a win-win, with unimaginable benefits.