An hour later, the Black Widow Spirit Ring dissipated because no one had absorbed it. Tang San still had not returned. All they could vaguely hear from the forest were the spluttering sounds of diarrhea and Tang San's weak groans as he pooped himself into exhaustion.
"Teacher Zhao, it looks like Tang San won't be done anytime soon. Leaving the Black Widow's corpse here could attract Spirit Beasts, so I'll go throw it away."
Ning Chuan wanted to see whether this Black Widow could also yield a Soul Bone.
"Mm. There are still two hours until dawn. Hong Jun, keep watch. Little Oscar, give me a few sausages. I'll check on Tang San and make sure nothing else happens to him. Everyone else, get some rest."
Zhao Wuji nodded, unable to stop himself from letting out a sigh of relief.
Luckily, Tang San had gotten diarrhea again at the crucial moment. Otherwise, if something had gone wrong while he absorbed this Black Widow Spirit Ring, Zhao Wuji truly would not have known how to explain it to Tang Hao.
A moment later, Ning Chuan carried the Black Widow's corpse several thousand meters into the forest. Zhu Zhuqing followed him.
In front of her, Ning Chuan did not hide his Second Spirit. He released the Gold Devouring Insect, and in the blink of an eye, a faint silver glow enveloped the Black Widow's corpse. It shrank at a visible rate.
"This is..." Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Chuan in surprise.
"This is my Second Spirit. I named it the Gold Devouring Insect."
There was no need for Ning Chuan to hide his Second Spirit from Little Cat.
Little Cat was utterly shocked. "So you have Twin Spirits!"
Ning Chuan nodded and teased, "Come to think of it, you're the first person