Liu Yi was initially filled with murderous intent, but seeing the pitiful state of the four foxes, she decided to let them go.
Sun Wukong already had enough fox pelts; these four wouldn't make a difference.
Only after the nine-headed monkey's corpse had receded into the distance and disappeared again did the four foxes have the strength to stand up from the ground.
"What kind of monsters are they?"
Why didn't they kill us?
"How are we going to explain this when we get back?"
"Could it be that only the four of us survived?"
The four foxes no longer had the courage to chase after them, and instead slowly walked home.
There were more than sixty foxes involved in the whole plan. If only four of them had returned, their own kind might not have considered them heroes, but rather cowards and deserters.
The journey thereafter was quite peaceful, without any further obstacles.
They soon arrived at the Xishen Pavilion.
When Bianlang saw Maoqiu again, he felt that Maoqiu seemed to have become rounder.
"Sect Master, the corpse of this nine-headed monkey is too large to be accepted into the sect for the time being." Maoqiu's face was full of apology.
Bian Lang frowned and asked, "Why can't I get in?"
If you can't get in, then you won't be able to complete this corpse-transporting mission.
There are still two months left. As long as Maoqiu can solve the problem within these two months, there shouldn't be any major issues.
Maoqiu then offered an explanation, but it didn't seem very reasonable to Bianlang.
To preserve the corpse of the nine-headed monkey, the Joyful God Balls were needed, but due to Maoqiu's negligence, all the Joyful God Balls in the Joyful God Pavilion were destroyed.
Currently, Maoqiu is working hard to create a brand new Xishen ball, but this will take time.
Upon hearing this, Bian Lang asked in a cold voice, "How much time do you need?"
"At the fastest, three months," Maoqiu replied.
Bian Lang said, "I'll give you a maximum of one month."
Three months?
It's amazing that Maoqiu could even say that.
Bian Lang was able to handle all sorts of troubles encountered during the corpse-transportation journey, but he never expected to collapse at his destination.
If Maoqiu still can't create the God of Happiness Ball within a month, then the only option is to stuff the corpse of the Nine-Headed Monkey into the God of Happiness Pavilion, which would also be considered as completing the task.
It would be such a shame if the corpse-transportation failed because of the lack of the "God of Happiness Ball".
Maoqiu stopped arguing and quickly got to work.
After several days of rest, there has been no progress in making the "Happy God Ball" (a type of auspicious ball).
Shangguan Hongyu quite enjoyed sitting on the cliff, quietly watching the Tongtian River.
Not a single treasure gourd remained on the Tongtian River.
Thus, this prison remains isolated from the world, with very few people able to enter and leave freely.
After visiting the Demon-Catching Continent, I rarely hear news from the capital anymore.
However, in some of the towns they passed through, the people were living quite well.
Thus, it seems that under Wei Qingyi's rule, the massive machine of the empire was still running very smoothly.
"Doesn't Wei Qingyi need the spirit stones from the Prison Land?" Shangguan Hongyu was only curious about this point.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "This is easy to understand. Anyway, it's the local people who are mining spirit ore. The imperial court sends people to transport it every few months, so it doesn't cause any delays."
The common aspiration of the inhabitants of the imprisoned land is to remove the treasure gourd from the Tongtian River and, at all costs, preserve the Tongtian River itself.
In any case, it is precisely because of the existence of the Tongtian River that this prison land seems particularly safe.
Liu Yi came over from the side and said with a smile, "Actually, these peaceful days are the truly good days."
During their journey of transporting corpses, they encountered the Insect Valley and the Undead Insect Clan, as well as the cunning and greedy Fox Clan. This shows that even though they had lived in this prison land since childhood, their understanding of it was still very limited.
The prison is quite large, and it's estimated that no one has ever set foot on every inch of its land.
Perhaps by venturing into this prison, one can discover even more interesting things.
Time passed day by day, and Maoqiu was always busy and nowhere to be seen.
"Boss, do we really have to put the corpse into that ball?" Sun Wuse kept thinking about this question.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "Do you think the Xishen Pavilion can fit the corpse of the nine-headed monkey?"
"Why don't we just have Maoqiu sign for it, like we used to do with corpse transport?" Sun Wuse suggested.
Liu Yi was also curious about this and asked with a smile, "Bian Lang, since you are the head of the Joyful God Pavilion, can't you sign for it yourself?"
Bian Lang hadn't thought about these things before, but after hearing these words, he decided to give it a try.
After trying it out, we learned that the corpse was not considered to have been accepted by the Xishen Pavilion until it entered the Xishen Pavilion, which meant that the corpse-driving task was not completed.
There's nothing we can do but hope that Maoqiu can make a new "Happy God Ball" as soon as possible.
When Maoqiu showed Bianlang the Joyful God Ball earlier, Bianlang felt that the Joyful God Ball was inexhaustible.
Now, the Xishen Pavilion no longer has the Xishen Ball; perhaps it was Maoqiu's own fault for causing trouble.
Bian Lang won't ask questions or pursue anything right now. As long as Mao Qiu resolves the issue of the Happy God Ball within the agreed time, everything will be fine.
If two months have passed and Maoqiu still hasn't managed to get the Joyful God Ball sorted out, then his tenure as the head steward of the Joyful God Pavilion will probably be over.
For Maoqiu, who was already working hard against the clock, the pressure from Bianlang means they have to fight even harder.
However, the manufacturing process of the "God of Happiness" ball is extremely complex and cannot be completed smoothly by simply working hard.
He previously had many "happiness balls" on hand, simply because those "happiness balls" were made by him when he was bored over the centuries.
When Bian Lang rarely brought corpses to Xishen Pavilion, very few corpses appeared there.
It can be said that the years he served as the general manager were the most leisurely days for Xishen Pavilion.
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