Refining Body Honing Pellets

"Jiang He, you are too much!"

A Chan Sect immortal bellowed in rage. "The Body Honing Pellet is the blood, sweat, and tears of each and every one of our sect's master pellet refinists. How dare a runt like you belittle the Body Honing Pellet?

"And word has it that you are less than thirty… do you even know how to refine pellets?"

"Martial Uncle Taiyi, Martial Uncle Yu Ding, why treat this clown with respect? From where I'm standing, we should chase him out of the Hollow Jade Temple right now!"

"Put down his pets right now! What even are those things supposed to be!"

"Well, the spicy potato strips do carry a bang…" A fairy maiden whispered quietly then, having finished her bag of snacks but forgot to wipe her mouth.

Meanwhile, Jiang He was smiling despite his exasperation.

Snorting coldly, he said icily, "Bunch of fools!"

"What?"

"Insolent wretch! How dare you speak out of turn!"

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