"Old thing, how about I switch you to a new jar?" Zhang Chen patted the jar.
"What are you planning to do?" The Great Freedom Celestial Demon felt a sudden sense of foreboding upon hearing Zhang Chen's words.
Zhang Chen directly pulled out a thumb-sized porcelain bottle from his chest, then opened the seal on the jar: "So, do you want me to put you in, or will you go in yourself?"
"Such a small bottle, how can I fit in there?" The Great Freedom Celestial Demon instantly became unhappy, starting to resist, his words full of refusal.
"Hmm?" Zhang Chen elongated his tone: "Given our current relationship, you wouldn't make me do it myself, would you?"
Facing Zhang Chen's dominance, how could the demon not bow when under someone's roof? With no choice, the Great Freedom Celestial Demon turned into a wisp of black smoke and entered the bottle, which Zhang Chen promptly sealed with a runic lid.
The next moment, Zhang Chen transformed into a bat and vanished among the mountains.
