Chapter 245: 245

245「Are you bullying us because we're interns? 」

Inside the room, Bao Yanli sat, her brows furrowed at the moment.

「Little Zhang, what's going on, where are the people outside? 」

Still, no one answered.

She rose from the mat and then walked toward the door.

After leaving the room, she found that the courtyard, which had been bustling just moments ago, now had only a few young people left.

「Are you the next ones? Didn't you hear us calling? Where are the others? 」 she shouted outward, 「Little Zhang! 」

Tushan Jiu spoke up: 「Stop shouting; we're from the Faction (or Place), and now just call that snake spirit over—we have something to discuss with it. 」

She said that ever since being with Xie Shiyu, her luck has been getting better and better.

Originally, she had planned to use the spirit medium Baoyanli as an intermediary to find that snake spirit.

But she hadn't expected that the so-called "new deity" invited by the spirit medium Baoyanli would be the snake spirit itself.

Is she planning to learn the animal immortal cultivation way from the Northeast like they do?

And if you're going to learn, you should learn it well.

The man who just left said his stomach hurt, but it stopped once he took the prayer beads—all of it was the snake spirit stirring trouble behind the scenes.

They all saw through it at a glance.

So there's no need to go looking; since it came easily, we can just find Bao Yanli and have her summon it.

Although Bao Yanli is a fake spirit medium, her great-grandmother was a genuine one, so she also knows about the Faction (or Place).

Her pupils shrank, her eyes darted twice, and she hurriedly smiled, saying: 「Oh, it's the leaders! Quick, quick, quick—come in, sit, I'll go make tea. 」

Wang Dongqing raised a hand: 「Stop, don't try to get cozy with us—we're not leaders, just interns, here to find that snake spirit. 」

The smile at Bao Yanli's lips gradually faded, her attitude doing a 180-degree turn: 「Ah, interns—no wonder you look so young. Our family's snake immortal is busy right now, not around, and I can't summon it either. 」

Tushan Jiu thought for a moment and asked her: 「Are you bullying us because we're interns? 」

Bao Yanli smacked her lips, her triangular eyes slightly lifting as she said: 「Don't wrongly accuse me—I didn't say that. 」

As the words fell, Maomao let out a scoff.

Bao Yanli glanced at her, dissatisfied with their attitude but not daring to provoke them, after all knowing they were from the office.

「Hurry up. 」 Wang Dongqing urged her.

Bao Yanli reluctantly turned and went inside to sense the snake spirit.

Wang Dongqing stepped over to stand beside Maomao.

Maomao gave him a disdainful glance; Wang Dongqing gulped hard, then stepped back.

Seeing this, Tushan Jiu chuckled lightly—truly, one thing subdues another.

Suddenly, a wave of yin energy rippled, and all four furrowed their brows.

That snake spirit—it had actually devoured many fresh souls again!

Xiang Yichu: 「Looks like it's found a sweet spot. 」

Tushan Jiu: 「Yeah, its cultivation is advancing so fast—it's like comparing someone pedaling a tricycle to someone riding a car. 」

Maomao: 「Then we can't let it stay. 」

Wang Dongqing, unusually, remained silent.

The three didn't wait for him to speak, turning their heads to look at him.

He raised his hand: 「Whatever you say is right—I request to stay behind and hold the rear! 」

Tushan Jiu smiled helplessly: 「Application approved—step back. 」

Wang Dongqing, feeling relieved, went to the side, picking up the puppet spirit and standing there.

Don't ask why he had to take the puppet spirit along.

It's not just because there's something to pinch—the snake thing is slippery; even thinking about it gives him goosebumps, so having something to pinch provides psychological comfort.

Anyway, the puppet spirit is wood; pinching it a couple times won't break it.

Indoors.

After entering the room, Bao Yanli began to sense the snake spirit, murmuring its name over and over.

Actually, she didn't know that the snake spirit wasn't registered.

Because any cultivating creature must file a report with the office.

Even the pure animal immortals of the Northeast are the same—they even have household registrations, and those who have opened spiritual wisdom must be reported.

When the snake spirit approached her, she thought it was that kind of animal immortal, after all, many animal immortals have now crossed the Shanhai Pass.

So she treated it as an offering, and the other party even had the ability to communicate with her.

But little did she know, what she thought she thought wasn't what she thought.

After chanting a few times, not long later, the snake spirit arrived.

The snake spirit thought Bao Yanli was setting up another scheme again.

Upon arrival, it impatiently asked: 「Where are the people? 」

Bao Yanli: 「Outside. 」

「What's up? 」 the snake spirit was asking whether she wanted to set up a scheme today—to siphon the other's luck, make them unlucky, or just scare them.

But Bao Yanli wasn't on the same wavelength; she said: 「There are four people total, all interns—no big deal, just give them a little lesson; their attitude toward me earlier was awful! 」

「Fine. 」 The snake spirit responded, then turned into a wisp of smoke and lunged at Bao Yanli.

Bao Yanli rolled her eyes, then reopened them to reveal pitch-black vertical pupils.

The snake spirit hadn't possessed a body in days; it swayed its neck twice, then turned and walked out.

Just four little brats—it doesn't even need to lift a finger; a little scare and they know to be afraid.

But when it twisted its hips, walked outside and met Tushan Jiu's gaze, it immediately slapped itself.

"You idiot, this is someone from the office—why didn't you say so earlier!"

Bao Yanli's face instantly swelled up enormously.

As soon as the words fell, Bao Yanli sat down on the ground with a plop, her eyes returned to normal, she covered her face, and let out a miserable cry.

And the snake spirit turned into a wisp of black smoke, about to flee.

But how could Tushan Jiu and the others let it escape!

All the urns have been set up, just waiting for this turtle.

Xiang Yichu threw out his talisman paper, and Maomao's ghost-beating whip lashed out, directly wrapping around the snake spirit's seven-inch spot.

The snake spirit originally didn't take them seriously, because Bao Yanli had just said they were only interns.

It mainly didn't want the office behind them to find out, otherwise its cultivation method would surely have all its ghost power drained, and it could immediately achieve transformation.

But now who can tell it that they're just interns?

No, it wants to become stronger; the feeling of having power is just too great, and it has long been dissatisfied with the status quo.

Thinking of this, the snake spirit transferred all its ghost power to the seven-inch spot to resist the ghost-beating whip.

And Xiang Yichu's talisman paper caused it to gradually reveal its true form.

When Wang Dongqing saw the colorful snake pattern, his hand uncontrollably gripped tightly onto the puppet spirit.

Since the puppet spirit has become a spirit, it is alive, and it also feels pain.

But its mouth was bound, so it couldn't cry out.

It could only make a "mmm" sound.

"Mmm! (Kill the puppet!)"

"Mmm! (The puppet hurts!)"

"Whimper! (The puppet can't cry!)"