The Deep Sea Dragon Carp did not understand what "steaming" meant, nor did it grasp the concept of "char-grilling," but its cultivation level was not low, and it could sense the hostility in Gu An's voice, which filled it with extreme panic.
Gu An watched it cry incessantly, and he felt amused.
Such a coward, and yet it deliberately sought out danger—how peculiar.
Wait a minute!
Could this fellow be like Zhu Xi, who also loved to act?
Gu An decided to teach it a harsh lesson, so he cast an illusion on it.
Immediately afterward, the Deep Sea Dragon Carp saw a fish that looked exactly like itself being steamed, then char-grilled. When it saw the char-grilling, its fish skin was scorched black, crisped up, and oozed oil; it could not take it anymore.
Accompanied by a spasm, the Deep Sea Dragon Carp at Gu An's feet fainted dead away.
"It's this weak?"
