"Thank you for the reminder, Three-Eyed Senior," Onion Lady said, expressing Song Shuhang's gratitude on his behalf.
Boss Fat Ball was a Netherworld Ruler, with enough outrageous tricks to make anyone's scalp prickle. There was nothing wrong with being cautious.
After some thought, Song Shuhang summoned the Merit Fat Whale with a thought-the Merit Snake Beauty was still with Senior White, helping him harvest Nine Nether Evil Energy.
So Song Shuhang summoned only the Merit Fat Whale and had it leave the Wealth-Scattering Throne to scout the starry sky.
Like the Snake Beauty, the Merit Fat Whale could revive on Song Shuhang's body even if it was dispersed. It was perfect for scouting.
Upon receiving its orders, the Merit Fat Whale leisurely floated out of the Wealth-Scattering Throne and headed into the starry sky. At the same time, it continuously transmitted everything it saw to Song Shuhang.
Five breaths later.
But just as the Merit Fat Whale squeezed into the starry sky, a cold glint suddenly flashed before its eyes.
The next instant, the Merit Fat Whale was sliced into peanut-sized pieces. Its body burst apart, and it returned to Song Shuhang to wait out its revival timer.
The cold glint had come so fast and so fiercely that the Merit Fat Whale hadn't even seen where the enemy was hiding or where the attack had come from.
Song Shuhang: "..."
It looked like Boss Fat Ball's alternate account was camping right at the entrance to the Wealth-Scattering Throne, giving him no chance to escape.
Having a mighty Netherworld Ruler personally camp out to ambush someone was, in a sense, the highest possible honor.
You know what? Back in the day, a Netherworld Ruler personally camped outside a Secret Realm just to kill me. As Su Kongyun would put it,