The Snake Demon died, and Wu Chenzi dissipated the poison fog.
The crowd watched Mianmian standing in front of the Snake Demon's corpse and raised their hands to cheer.
"Daoist Master Wu Chenzi's little apprentice is really amazing! I heard she's only three years old!"
"Genius, genius!"
"No matter how genius, it's still Daoist Master Wu Chenzi who taught her well, the impressive one is Daoist Master Wu Chenzi, right?"
"Right, right, right, Daoist Master Wu Chenzi is the impressive one."
The cheers of the crowd made Wu Chenzi's eyes reveal a hint of self-satisfaction.
Although he didn't expect Su Mianmian to suddenly release that move, killing the Snake Demon, having an apprentice that improved his reputation was also unexpected.
As everyone was happy, the Daoist priests from the Daoist Temple timely recommended some new trinkets from the temple. The believers liked to buy these items to bring home, which were said to protect against demons and evil spirits.
