Chapter 1974: The Young White Coat Is Panicking

"Want, want, want! I want to fly more!"

Little Taotie hopped around the young white coat like an excited little bird.

"How did you do it, how did you pull my Spiritual Body out of my physical form?"

"Can you teach me?"

Young white coat: "Why aren’t you afraid! I plan to capture you as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Meng Po. If Meng Po doesn’t agree to my demands, I’ll make your soul disperse!"

"Don’t try to scare me, I’ve seen you wet yourself before, I know you’re timid."

"...Please forget about that incident."

Little Taotie confidently patted her chest: "As long as you teach me, I’ll help you negotiate. Sister Meng is easy to talk to."

"Meng Po is easy to talk to?"

The young white coat had met Meng Po eight times already, and was always intimidated by her. She didn’t seem to be an easy person at all.

During their last meeting, he tried to plead with her, hoping Meng Po would allow him to retain a bit of memory so he could find Xiao Tie after reincarnation.

But not only did Meng Po refuse to help, she coldly threatened him: "If you waste my time again, believe me, you’ll be reincarnated with an intellectual disability."

Her sharp, icy, life-indifferent gaze wasn’t joking at all.

"Come on, let’s go find Sister Meng." Little Taotie familiarly grabbed the young white coat’s hand, urging him onward.

Young white coat: "..."

He looked down at his hand, his pupils gradually dilating, his face full of shock: "You’re not a Spiritual Body now!"

"Yeah, Huahua sent me back."

The young white coat raised his voice: "Then why can you grab my hand!!!"

"I could always grab Ghosts, and I can punch a whole bunch to death." Little Taotie tilted her head, sizing up the young white coat.

"Don’t look at me with that condescending gaze."

"Someone like you, one punch can take out five or six. You’ve got a bit of resentment, barely enough to turn into a candy."

"This joke isn’t funny at all."

"Don’t believe me?" Little Taotie tugged Hua Jinyan’s sleeve: "Come on, come on, take off the Shariputra."

Hua Jinyan knew she was about to show off, and cooperated very willingly.

Once Hua Jinyan took off the Shariputra, Yin Qi rushed in from all sides, accompanied by howling winds...

A hundred ghosts attacked, Little Taotie stood in the center like a dancing sprite, each elegant slow movement seemed weak, but her fists hit every hideous Ghost with precision. In an instant, starting from the Ghosts’ foreheads, they began to shatter, with all the Yin Qi gathering into clouds of fog.

Black fog turned into chocolate, gray fog turned into glistening candies.

Little Taotie reached out and pinched a chocolate shaped like a peach blossom, biting it with an "ah-wu". As the chocolate melted in her mouth, she squinted happily, her Little Dimple sinking in: "Sweet with a floral aroma."

The young white coat’s mouth was agape, utterly shocked to the point of speechlessness.

Little Taotie blinked, straightened her back, patted her small chest, and asked with a smile: "Did you see that? Am I amazing?"

The young white coat was like a frozen computer.

His eyes were glazed, his pupils hollow, unable to recover for a long time.

Until Little Taotie gave him a hard slap.

He jolted, almost had his soul dispersed.

His eyeballs slowly moved, his gaze focused on Little Taotie’s face.

The little girl had an innocent and pure face, white and rounded like a porcelain doll.

Seemed like a porcelain doll that would shatter with a fall, but she...

"You’re... amazing." The young white coat, eyes respectful, shoulders slumped, waist bent, body bowed timidly.