Samadhi True Fire

"Skewer it, whole?"

Wang Tie Zhu could not help sizing up Shadow Brake. How was he supposed to skewer it? Shove it in through the mouth and out the back?

It would not be difficult, but the problem was, would they not be cremating the corpse?

This was a Heaven Punishing General!

And one of the few leaders, at that.

"Sir, what are we going to burn after you finish eating?" Wang Tie Zhu felt obligated to remind his master.

If his master refused to acknowledge it after eating and instead blamed him for not reminding him, the blame would all land on him.

Qin He paused, then thought it over. "Then roast two legs. Find two pieces of wood and carve them onto it. I'll deal with the ones outside."

"Yes."

Wang Tie Zhu immediately let out a silent breath of relief. Just as expected. Good thing I said something extra.

A short while later, Qin He tossed the remaining six Heaven Punishing Generals into Three Yang Cave one by one. Men and women alike, they all went particularly peacefully.

He also gathered True Man Three Yang's corpse along with them.

The little old man was rather pitiful. He had been doing quite well as the sect master, with dozens of disciples under him, living comfortably while guarding Three Yang Cave. Then, all of a sudden, people from the Heaven Punishing Bureau had come into the village.

Who could he even reason with over that? He had hung on the tree for who knew how many days, and no one had even collected his body.

It was a blessing that no Supernatural Incident had arisen—consider it the little old man accepting his fate.

Taking out the Purple Gold Gourd, Qin He burned True Man Three Yang first.

The corpse