Upon hearing Mo Qiao's words, Liu Yi realized what filthy thoughts were going through Sun Wuse's seven heads, and immediately returned to Justice Fortress.

Sun Wukong had no interest in the crab general, so he immediately summoned a three-headed giant elephant and ordered it to properly entertain the crab general.

Bian Lang had only taken a nap when Sun Wuse had already made the crab general speak.

Compared to death, there are far more tragic things in this world that are worse than death.

Before the three giant elephants could even make a move, the crab general confessed.

Since death is inevitable anyway, there's no need to suffer such humiliation before it happens.

According to the crab general, all you need to do is drip in a drop of blood, then silently think of "big" or "small," and the magic gourd will grow bigger or smaller accordingly.

After hearing this, Liu Yi also felt that they were too confused. In the cultivation world, those magical treasures that have not yet recognized a master need to be recognized by the blood of the user.

However, that magic gourd is different from others; it can probably recognize multiple people as its masters at the same time.

Following Sun Wuse's instructions, Bian Lang silently pondered the matter, and the magic gourd indeed shrank to the size of a finger.

But if the magic gourd is made to its largest size, it seems to be inexhaustible, and building a bridge over the Tongtian River wouldn't be a problem anyway.

Seeing Bian Lang put the magic gourd into his storage bag, Liu Yi asked with a smile, "When do you plan to cross the river?"

"Why are you crossing the river?" Bian Lang asked, looking surprised.

Liu Yi was speechless.

Bian Lang thinks life here is pretty good, but he needs a treasure to cross the river.

What if one day you suddenly feel like going to the other side of the river for some fun?

"Boss, what about the big crab?" Sun Wukong asked.

Bian Lang said, "Let's roast it and eat it."

"They've all turned into humans, they probably won't taste good." Sun Wuse thought to himself that they weren't monsters and wouldn't do something like eating people.

Releasing that crab general is absolutely out of the question.

But if we don't kill them and keep them alive, we'll have to find someone to look after them, which is very troublesome.

After thinking it over, the best option is to just crush it.

"If I die here, the King will know immediately," the Crab General said hastily when he saw Bian Lang's murderous intent returning.

He never imagined that one day he would be so afraid of death.

Back in the Western Sea, he was the bravest crab general, fearless and willing to go through fire and water for the king.

To his surprise, the giant elephant simply brandished a spear, which frightened him so much that he dropped everything.

Bian Lang said, "You've reminded me. I can take you across the river and find a place on the other side to take care of you."

Crab General stared blankly, not expecting his threat to have such a backlash.

Bian Lang added, "Furthermore, I must clarify that the reason I am not killing you here is not because I am afraid of your Western Sea, but because I do not want to cause trouble for the innocent people living on this land."

Crab General is truly impressed by Bian Lang's thick skin, which allows him to express fear in such a refined and elegant way.

Just then, Hei Wushui popped his head out of the water, spitting out bubbles.

"Boss, Xiao Hei wants this big crab," Sun Wuse said.

Bian Lang frowned and asked, "Xiao Hei, what do you need this thing for?"

Black Wu Shui continued to blow bubbles.

It's probably saying that with this crab general, it can forge a fourth head.

Once it develops a fourth head, it will be able to speak human language.

"Little Black, stop fooling around. Didn't you hear what this big crab said? If he dies here..." Sun Wuse knew that the West Sea Dragon Palace was far superior to any powerful gang or Iron City.

Black Wushui could not hide his disappointment and kept splashing the lake water with his tail.

Bian Lang laughed and said, "Little Black, this crab is yours."

If Crab General's sacrifice can truly help Black Wu Shui forge a fourth head, then his death will have been worthwhile.

No cultivation resources should be wasted.

Bian Lang reached out and added several more restrictions to the crab general, making it easier for Hei Wushui to control him, and then kicked the crab general into the water.

Black Water was quite excited. It used all three mouths to bite the crab general at the same time, dragging the crab general into the depths of the lake.

Just then, Shi Wushou and the other animals came over from the side. Sun Wuse laughed and said, "Look at Xiao Hei, it will soon have four heads. You all need to hurry up and not be too lazy."

Sun Wukong hoped that when he had refined nine heads, animals with seven or eight heads would be as numerous as hairs on a cow in the entire Misty Forest.

By then, the fighting power of the Misty Forest will be terrifying.

After Liu Yi finished cooking, she took the meal directly to Bian Lang's courtyard.

There are stone tables and benches in the courtyard, and blooming flowers on the side.

Bian Lang came out of the room and said, "Liu Yi, how many times have I told you? You don't need to cook. You're acting like a maid."

"Anyway, I need to eat, and I'm quite free," Liu Yi chuckled.

In her spare time, her favorite thing to do is cook.

Cooking is a great way to relax.

"This Meng Po wine truly lives up to its reputation as the best in Iron Enclosure City." Liu Yi has now come to enjoy the taste of Meng Po wine as well.

No matter how troublesome things are, it feels like after drinking a bowl of Meng Po wine, one can truly forget the past and find peace of mind.

Bian Lang said, "Drink more if you like. We still have plenty in stock. We can get more from Iron City when we run out."

"I've heard that Meng Po wine is very difficult to brew, and only a small amount can be produced in a year." Liu Yi had only heard of Meng Po wine before, and only after arriving at Zhengyi Fortress did she have the opportunity to taste it.

After the meal, Liu Yi took the bowls and chopsticks to wash them.

Bian Lang took out the magic gourd and played with it in his hand.

Xingtian's head is in the world on the other side of the river. Now that we have this magic gourd, we can cross the river to find it.

Helping the headless tribe was secondary; his main motivation was his intense curiosity about Xing Tian's head.

It is likely that many people in the outside world are also searching for Xing Tian's head.

...

Shushan.

The sect leader's cave was destroyed by Bian Lang's axe, and now Yama can only stay in the forbidden area.

The spiritual energy in the forbidden area is extremely pure.

Yama's cultivation has improved rapidly, but he is currently only at the Foundation Establishment stage and finds it difficult to break through to the Core Formation stage.

Yama was also devastated by this. At this rate of cultivation, it would take forever before he could finally trample Bian Lang under his feet.

Bian Lang wiped out the Ascending Heaven Pavilion with a single move.

Perhaps in the next instant, Bian Lang will appear at Mount Shu and wipe out the entire Mount Shu.

After losing the Kunlun Mirror, the state of Shushan is truly indescribable.

Not only were people's hearts scattered, but Yama also repeatedly sought an audience with the last remaining patriarch of Mount Shu, but the patriarch did not give any response.

Overwhelmed with fear that Bian Lang might suddenly attack, Yanmo finally decided to leave Mount Shu and go to a remote, uninhabited mountain to cultivate in seclusion.

But before leaving, he had to see the patriarch.

Arriving once again at the cave where the patriarch was in seclusion, Yama, holding the sect leader's token, passed directly through the barrier.

He was very nervous at this moment, because if he disturbed the ancestor's cultivation, the consequences would be severe.

Despite being the sect leader, Yama couldn't find the best cultivation manual for Mount Shu.

Without that secret manual, no matter how many years pass, he would never be a match for Bian Lang.

With no other option, Enma could only try his luck with the ancestor.

Upon entering the cave, a foul odor permeated the air.

Enma was very familiar with this smell.

It's the smell of a corpse.