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"Ancestor, save me, save me!!!"
The classic ancestral summoning technique.
Ever since he was little, whenever Yang Fushuo was hit, he would shout this, and Yang Genshuo became numb to it.
The shadow of a kobold, holding a massive club, chased after Yang Fushuo's rear, flying at high speed, seizing any chance to strike with the club!
Bang!
The thick spiritual power shield on Yang Fushuo blocked the damage and then propelled him forward using the impact of the blow.
If it weren't for Brother Guo giving him an Immortal Emperor's signature mochi before coming, Yang Fushuo would be in a much more pathetic state... he would likely have joined his ancestors in the ancestral temple by now.
The red fire dragon beside him clicked its tongue twice.
"Your friend who cooks is pretty impressive..."
"Hey, hey, hey! Help me out here! Aren't you here to assist me?"
The young fire dragon coldly replied, "I can add three statuses to you, choose which one you want."
