"Gold! Corpse! Puppet! Technique!"
Teacher He slowly gnashed her teeth, uttering each syllable, her face showing disgust and disdain she could not fully comprehend herself.
"All these years, not a trace of true Daoist Skill, but instead, these ghost realm tricks..."
She murmured, her expression full of contempt.
"Ugh..."
The half-grown youth lying motionless on the bed groaned at that moment, his mouth full of a balled-up pillowcase, his muffled voice unclear whether he had regained consciousness.
Teacher He snapped back to reality, looking at the blood-red seal characters interwoven with gold and ash in her hand with surprise: "This... is the Golden Corpse Puppet Technique? Ah, indeed, selling talismans really doesn't have much of a future, this talisman seed is far more powerful than my amulet..."
After a moment's thought, she didn't hesitate to clench her fist and crush it.
Such inhuman rubbish is better off not existing.
