As he spoke, the Divine Farmer glanced at Yasir before continuing to speak.

"This man might be despicable, but he doesn't deserve to die. It won't be right for you to use his soul to feed your baby. I don't think you should do it."

Zhu Bajie took a deep breath at his words, glaring coldly at Yasir. "You're lucky this time around. Get out of here."

"Thank you for sparing my life, Master," Yasir hurried to his feet as thanks spilled out of his mouth and he rushed off.

Zhu Bajie was unspeakably