"Within the Earth, I am the master! Huo hahaha!" Li Banfeng threw back his head and laughed.
A shadow walked over to him. "Once you're done laughing, come lend a hand. There are too many corpses to move!"
Li Banfeng had cleaned up over sixty Three-Headed People without leaving a trace. Once the bodies had been moved, the gloves briefly tidied up the battlefield.
The gloves truly had it hard. "Head of the House, teach me that Shadows Pitying Each Other technique. I want to make a few duplicates too. Doing all this work alone is exhausting." "You want to learn Shadows Pitying Each Other?" Li Banfeng asked the gloves with utmost seriousness.
"I do." The gloves had thought it was just a joke. Surely it did not warrant such seriousness. "Then you'll have to take me as your master!"
"Easy enough." The gloves did not think much of it. Becoming the Head of the House's disciple was not impossible. "Then let's get ready. You can pay respects to your master right now!" Li Banfeng grew increasingly serious.
"Head of the House, stop fooling around. Is this the time to become a disciple?"
"This isn't the time?" Li Banfeng became angry. "Your heart isn't sincere enough in seeking the art. I'm not teaching you anymore."
The gloves studied Li Banfeng carefully and realized he was not joking. His mental state was rather unusual, somewhat like how he had been in Gourd Village. The Mad Cultivation Skill seemed to have lingering effects; Li Banfeng had yet to shake off its influence.
"Head of the House, isn't this battle over? Shouldn't these shadows be put away by now?"
"Why put them away? It's rare for everyone to get together. How lively!" Li Banfeng led several dozen shadows in a mad dash across