Li Ziyi's gaze was very sincere and full of expectation.
Liu Yi felt a deep sense of emotion as she watched. When Bian Lang first appeared, who could have imagined that he would be able to turn the world upside down like this?
Bian Lang laughed and said, "As long as Pavilion Master Li does me one more favor, I will consider Pavilion Master Li a friend."
“Master Bian, please give your instructions.” Li Ziyi was overjoyed upon hearing this.
Bian Lang said, "There is a huge pond at the foot of your mountain. Please drain the water and dig out the corpses inside."
"Is there a corpse under that pond?" Li Ziyi was stunned.
She had lived in Dengtian Pavilion for decades, but had never heard of it.
Seeing that Bian Lang remained silent, she immediately instructed Mo Qiao to carry out the order.
Although the pond was large, with the combined strength of the Dengtian Pavilion, the water could be drained and the body dug out in less than an hour.
After the meal, everyone went down the mountain.
The water has been drained, and the disciples of Dengtian Pavilion are searching for the bodies in the silt.
Liu Yi was also full of anticipation. If she could really see the body of the Western Sea Prince today, her life would have been worthwhile.
When Bian Lang was chasing Xing Tian's corpse, Liu Yi wanted to go and feast her eyes, but ultimately chose to give up, and still regrets it now.
"Master, we've made a discovery!" a disciple suddenly shouted from the pond.
The other disciples gathered around that disciple and quickly cleared the mud from that area.
After rinsing the unearthed object with water, it turned out to be two silver-white dragon horns, gleaming in the sunlight.
Li Ziyi exclaimed in surprise, "That's... a dragon's horn?"
The disciples of Dengtian Pavilion were very excited, never expecting that a dragon corpse was buried under this pond.
These two dragon horns alone are priceless treasures.
Bian Lang said, "Keep digging."
The disciples of Dengtian Pavilion were full of energy this time and quickly dug out the entire dragon head.
At this moment, everyone could see clearly that the dragon's body was stuck straight into the soil.
It will take time to completely excavate the dragon's corpse.
"Master Bian, how do you know there's a dragon corpse in this pond?" Li Ziyi asked, her face full of doubt.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "I am a corpse driver, so naturally I know where the corpses I am driving are."
"Where does Master Bian intend to take this dragon corpse?" Li Ziyi was itching to possess it.
With this dragon corpse, her cultivation will definitely improve significantly.
With Bian Lang around, there's probably no hope of keeping the dragon's corpse.
Bian Lang said, "This is my business. It's best not to ask. Let them all come up and dig this far."
Knowing they couldn't keep the dragon's corpse, Li Ziyi immediately waved her hand, ordering all her disciples to evacuate from the pond.
The disciples of Dengtian Pavilion were clearly displeased.
But since the Pavilion Master had given the order, they dared not disobey.
At that time, Bian Lang displayed great power in Shu Mountain, which the disciples of Dengtian Pavilion had no chance to witness, so they did not have much fear of Bian Lang.
Li Ziyi had witnessed it firsthand and had long held Bian Lang in awe as a god. She knew that even if the ancestor were to intervene, he would suffer the same fate as the Green Mountain Ancestor.
The patriarch of Dengtian Pavilion must not be harmed.
Unlike Mount Shu, where one patriarch can be lost but another remains, the Heavenly Pavilion is different.
If the patriarch dies, the Ascension Pavilion will be completely finished.
"Master Bian, are you sure you don't need our help to dig out the dragon's corpse?" Li Ziyi had no hope of keeping the dragon's corpse; she only hoped to use this incident to completely improve her relationship with Bian Lang.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "Who knows how long this dragon corpse is? Let it crawl out on its own when it gets dark."
Li Ziyi smiled, completely forgetting that Bian Lang was actually a corpse driver.
Bian Lang can even control the powerful remains of Xing Tian.
With half a day left before nightfall, Li Ziyi wanted to take Bian Lang to continue exploring the Dengtian Pavilion, but Bian Lang refused.
Bian Lang will stay here and guard Ao Feng's body.
The disciples of Dengtian Pavilion looked at the dragon horns with more excitement than if they were seeing a naked woman; they might even saw the horns off.
"Master Bian, if needed, let Mo Qiao handle it." Li Ziyi was worried that the patriarch might not be able to resist taking action, so she planned to soothe the patriarch's emotions.
This concerns the future of Dengtian Pavilion, and not a single mistake can be made.
The other disciples of Dengtian Pavilion left with great reluctance, but Mo Qiao stayed behind.
"Bian Lang, I think they'll most likely try to steal the corpse," Liu Yi said.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "I'm just afraid they won't try to take it."
"The Ascension Ancestor of the Ascension Pavilion is about as strong as the Green Mountain Ancestor." Liu Yi felt very regretful that she couldn't witness Bian Lang splitting the Green Mountain Ancestor with his axe.
Bian Lang said, "Li Ziyi isn't that stupid. She won't let the only ancestor of the Ascending Heaven Pavilion die in vain."
If the Ancestor of Ascension were to perish, the Ascension Pavilion would be the weakest of the four factions.
"Boss, is there anything else I can do?" Mo Qiao addressed Bian Lang in the same way as Sun Wuse.
Bian Lang said, "Go and rest."
Mo Qiao nodded and hurried up the mountain.
She wasn't tired at all; she just wanted to help Li Ziyi persuade the ancestor.
The Ancestor of Ascension has a bad temper. If Bian Lang takes away a dragon corpse at the foot of the Ascension Pavilion, it will inevitably damage the reputation of the Ascension Pavilion, especially the prestige of the Ancestor of Ascension.
But if the Ascending Heaven Ancestor really makes a move, his fate will probably be the same as that of the Green Mountain Ancestor.
The Green Mountain Ancestor failed to catch Bian Lang's axe, and has become a laughing stock across the entire continent.
Even if the Green Mountain Ancestor had been able to fight Bian Lang for a little longer, he would still have met his end in the end.
Bian Lang was already very strong, and with the added power of the Pangu Axe, he was invincible on the entire continent.
Not far away, disciples of the Ascension Pavilion were always keeping watch.
Bian Lang didn't care at all; when it came to fighting, he wasn't afraid of anyone.
As evening approached, Mo Qiao, along with several disciples, brought down the food.
Li Ziyi was certain that Bian Lang would not leave the dragon corpse, which is why she made this arrangement.
Seeing Bian Lang enjoying his meal, Liu Yi asked curiously, "Bian Lang, aren't you afraid the food and wine might be poisoned?"
"If Dengtian Pavilion dares to use poison, I will destroy Dengtian Pavilion." Bian Lang had the confidence to say that.
Liu Yi thought that if the poison had really been used, she probably wouldn't have the strength to overthrow the Dengtian Pavilion, but would instead have her head cut off by the Dengtian Pavilion.
In all the years that Bian Lang has been involved in transporting corpses, he has encountered countless people who wanted to poison him.
But would the Corpse Brother let him be poisoned to death so easily?
Brother Corpse repeatedly emphasized that there was no poison in the world that could kill Bian Lang.
If Li Ziyi really wanted to poison someone, she first had to consider whether the poison she used could kill Bian Lang.
Even if the poison doesn't kill him, it should at least render Bian Lang defenseless.
Before discovering the dragon's corpse, Liu Yi dared to eat the food at Dengtian Pavilion, but now she doesn't dare to taste a single bite. She takes out a pancake from her storage bag and eats it slowly with her water bottle.
"Boss, this is the last dish." Mo Qiao came down the mountain again and brought stewed black chicken soup.
This black-boned chicken isn't domesticated; it's wild game that lives around Dengtian Pavilion. Its meat is delicious and not at all fishy, which is why the disciples of Dengtian Pavilion love it.
However, to make the black chicken soup more fragrant, it needs to be simmered for several hours, which is why it was served a little late.
As Mo Qiao was serving Bian Lang soup, she leaned down gently and whispered, "It's poisoned."
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