Say, You're a Bastard

"What's going on?"

Everyone was stunned when they saw Little Pixiu's strange expression in the air, as if it was enduring some kind of pain.

Not to mention them, even Little Pixiu was stunned.

"This monkey isn't dead?"

He could not believe that the monkey was not dead in his stomach. His supreme precious technique had never failed since ancient times. Any living being that was eaten by him would be devoured in an instant and become a part of his power. However, what he didn't know was that Monkey was immune to poison and indestructible.

"Haha… Little bastard, are you very surprised?" The excited cry of Monkey came from his stomach, mixed with smugness.

Little Pixiu was furious when she heard the word "bastard". This word seemed to be his sore spot. "Damn monkey, don't call me a bastard. I'm an immortal ancient descendant, the descendant of the Immortal Ancient divine beast, the Pixiu." He was trying his best to quibble.