"What did I do? Do you look down on me?" Zhuang Zhou said to the ghost cultivator in the black robe, his expression defiant and unruly.

"Why does Zhuang Zhou look like this when he fights?" Bai Lian was slightly surprised to see Zhuang Zhou walking out with a crab-like gait. Just moments ago, while crafting talismans, Zhuang Zhou was still a shy and humble good boy. Now, he seemed more like a spoiled brat who had drunk too much and forgotten who he was.

Shen Xiu was equally astonished. In his memory, Zhuang Zhou wasn't like this. He had seen Zhuang Zhou's cautious and strategic approach during battles before, always careful and never showing a hint of arrogance or flamboyance.

"You ghostly thing, still yapping here! You're not even human or ghost anymore, just a full-fledged undead. Why don't you hurry up and get in line for reincarnation? You're causing too much trouble in the Ling Tian Realm, killing at will. When the time comes, you'll have a bad account with the judge of reincarnation, and you'll be reborn as an animal."