Butterfly Fairy was holding a bag of scale powder, ready to put it away, but Jiang Fan snatched it from her.
"Hand it over now!"
Butterfly Fairy was stunned for a moment: "Didn’t you disdain it?"
Jiang Fan shrugged: "Why would I refuse something given for free?"
Butterfly Fairy gritted her silver teeth, well, today she met her match!
She used to trick others, but it was the first time being continuously tricked by someone!
Jiang Fan gathered up all the items, looked at Butterfly Fairy, and asked, "Who are you?"
"Seeing your sinister and deceitful methods, you hardly seem like a decent person."
Huh?
Butterfly Fairy tugged at the collar around her neck: "Who are you talking about? Could I be more sinister and deceitful than you?"
She rolled her eyes and said, "I’m from the Insect Realm, and you? From which world of the Human Clan are you?"
Jiang Fan said, "I told you, from the Poisonous World."
"Hmph~" Butterfly Fairy sneered: "Never mind then, anyway, it’s surely not some decent world you come from."
Jiang Fan shrugged, too lazy to hide it further.
He went to the array, pondered while looking at the quiet world outside: "We should prepare to leave as well."
Butterfly Fairy’s expression turned solemn: "What if the Taotie hasn’t left?"
Jiang Fan said, "Then throw someone out to test, if everything’s okay, then it means the Taotie has left."
"But, who should we throw?"
Jiang Fan turned and exchanged a glance with Butterfly Fairy.
Then their gaze unanimously fell on Wang Chongxiao, who was left with only a pair of underwear.
"Little Qilin, go!"
Little Qilin opened a pocket, stuffed Wang Chongxiao inside, and then cautiously went to the array, stretched a small paw outside the array, quickly dumped Wang Chongxiao outside, and retracted its paw immediately.
Rumble—
Wang Chongxiao rolled over once outside, sleeping soundly like a dead pig.
But he was safe and sound!
The Taotie had already left!
Jiang Fan’s eyes brightened, immediately pulled Butterfly Fairy into the pocket.
Little Qilin grabbed the pocket and leaped out of the cell, passing by Wang Chongxiao and shoving him inside as well.
It was about to make a run for it.
Passing by a cell with an array in the middle, it suddenly stopped.
Inside was a blurry one-armed Saint figure, who stood before the array, beckoning Little Qilin to come over.
Little Qilin went over and blinked its big eyes.
Only to see the Saint extend a hand, reaching through the array, holding something.
Little Qilin hesitated a moment, then extended its little paw into the array, soon feeling a weight on its paw.
When it retracted, there was a tiny gold sword, even smaller than its paw.
The sword seemed to have a heartbeat sound.
Little Qilin looked up again with curiosity, but the Saint figure was no longer there before the array, looking closely, the Saint sat cross-legged in the corner, unmoving, obviously long dead.
Little Qilin scratched its head, casually holding the little sword in its mouth, and then darted up along the Abyss.
In an instant, it reached the First Layer’s plaza.
Not daring to stay, it fled towards the Sumeru Divine Prison’s exit, and upon sensing danger along the way, dived into a cell with an array, additionally collecting the Sage’s corpse inside.
Thus.
It safely returned to the Divine Prison’s exit, having gathered ten Sage corpses along the way.
However, it noticed the Nine Nether Demon Venerable was gone.
It opened the pocket, spilling out Jiang Fan and Butterfly Fairy.
Finding themselves back at the Divine Prison exit, their suspended hearts were relieved, Jiang Fan couldn’t help but vigorously rub Little Qilin’s head:
"In the end, you were the most useful."
Had it not been for Little Qilin this time, their journey would’ve been fraught with danger, not to mention obtaining any fortunes here.
Little Qilin giggled, dove into the Space Mirror, then spat out the little sword and started playing with it curiously.
Meanwhile, Jiang Fan also realized the Nine Nether Demon Venerable was nowhere to be seen, feeling anxious: "Could it be he encountered the Taotie?"
At that moment, the Nine Nether Demon Venerable’s divine thought transmission echoed in his mind.