Jiang Fan nodded again.
Ren Guhong stretched out his hands, like he was about to strangle Jiang Fan: “Why didn’t you say so earlier?”
“I fought tooth and nail thinking I had a chance!”
Jiang Fan laughed and dodged, saying, “Had to give you guys a little hope, right?”
Ren Guhong gritted his teeth, trembling with rage:
“You’re such a damn scoundrel!”
Wu Manyue squatted down, unwilling to accept defeat, as she inspected those twelve corpses.
She found the distinct seals on their necks matched those of the ones they killed later.
She couldn’t hold it in any longer.
Her wails erupted, filled with grievance:
“Boohoohoo!”
“You’re bullying me too much!”
“I’m never playing with you again!”
As she sobbed, she pulled out her hairpiece and threw it hard into Jiang Fan’s arms.
Then she turned her back to him and squatted on the bird’s back, crying her eyes out.
To beat Jiang Fan this time, she had truly gone all out.
Never before had she taken something so seriously.
But in the end, she lost completely and utterly.
Jiang Fan rubbed his nose and muttered to himself:
“Did I win a little too hard?”
“Should’ve brought fewer heads to make it easier for her.”
As these words left his mouth.
Wu Manyue cried even harder, pounding her legs:
“He still thinks I’m useless!!!”
“Waaahhh!”
Jiang Fan awkwardly scratched his head.
He decided not to say anything further. He gathered her hairpiece and also picked up the barrel of Five-Colored Spirit Liquid from the ground.
Clearing his throat, he walked to Wu Manyue’s back and gently patted her shoulder, saying:
“It’s not like you haven’t gained anything either.”
“Don’t forget—what we discovered.”
Hm?
Wu Manyue suddenly stopped crying, her beautiful eyes widening, then lighting up with joy:
“The Hell Beast!”
“We discovered the Hell Beast!”
Ren Guhong, who was still sulking, also snapped awake.
“I almost forgot!”
“That’s our biggest accomplishment this trip!”
He quickly pulled out his Identity Token.
Using his finger like a pen, he wrote on the token: “Hell Beast sighted near Spirit Beast Sect, Ren Guhong.”
Jiang Fan also swiftly took out his token and copied his actions.
Seeing Jiang Fan’s confusion, Ren Guhong explained:
“Our Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion’s Identity Tokens serve as Communication Jade Tokens.”
“But they only transmit information to the pavilion.”
“The pavilion can’t send messages to us, and we disciples can’t communicate with each other.”
Jiang Fan understood.
It’s a one-way communication magic artifact.
With these tokens in hand, the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion essentially has countless pairs of eyes and ears.
Wu Manyue, equally excited, wrote down her own message.
After a moment’s pause, she added: “However, the final credit is based on the most recent information.”
“If pavilion experts arrive and the Hell Beast is still here, then the discovery credit belongs to us.”