Wipe Him Out

When Lamborghini charged into the Corpse Burning Room on two legs, not only were the passersby startled, even Qin He jumped in surprise.

Good heavens, the enormous creature stood upright. At eye level, an ordinary person could only see its belly.

Black as pitch, it stared with a pair of bull's eyes and cried, "Master, someone tried to capture me, so I beat them to death!"

Qin He paused. "You beat them to death, so why are you in such a frantic hurry?"

"They were from the Heaven Punishing Bureau. They said they wanted to capture me and claim a reward," Lamborghini added.

"The Heaven Punishing Bureau?" Qin He narrowed his eyes.

The Heaven Punishing Bureau was the Western Deity World's force in Southern Jambudvipa—call them claws and fangs, call them lapdogs, either way.

Whatever they were, as long as they forbade him from gathering merit, they were mortal enemies.

He had known they would show up sooner or later, but he had not expected them to appear so soon.

Still, if they came, they came. Even a mosquito was meat, however small.

"Tut, why are you still standing? Get down!" Qin He glanced up at Lamborghini, glared at it, and said, "You'll scare the children like this."

Though Lamborghini was still a cow, it had long since taken human form.

It was just that this transformation was hard to put into words, and Qin He had no good solution for it at the moment.

Transformation was a hurdle, and the only hurdle. Once it was crossed, there was no going back.

This cow might very well stay like this for the rest of its life.

"Oh." Only then did Lamborghini realize, hurriedly dropping down and placing the Glass Cage before it. "This is their thing."

Qin He picked it