After a bout of beating and scolding, Tian Buyi was pulled away by Old Ancestor Fengyue. Luo Yunji covered his ears and backside, glumly looking at his two senior brothers.
"It's fine! Things are already like this anyway!" He Dazhi comforted Luo Yunji. If they really made that many, distributing them would become a problem. Better to leave things as they were. The items were with Little Junior Brother, and the senior brothers wouldn't say anything. After all, he and Xiaofan had been the ones keeping them.
Zhang Xiaofan nodded along from the side.
The Ghost King eyed the Bamboo Bag beside Zhang Xiaofan with undisguised envy. Old Ancestor Fengyue said it was nothing; the Mountain and River Fan could also store things, though he hadn't realized it before. But even if they really made extra storage treasures, there was no way he'd get one. Now that nobody could get one, he felt much more at ease.
After calming Tian Buyi down, Wuluo went to the first floor. No one knew what he did, but crystal-like threads kept appearing inside, and he drew them into his palm, where they disappeared.
By then, Zhang Xiaofan had collected everything in the pavilion that could be taken into the Bamboo Bag.
He Dazhi looked at the Mountain and River Fan in his hand, feeling that it would no longer be "favored" in the future. A bitter smile crossed his face.
Luo Yunji had stored Wuluo's soul in the Treasure Umbrella, while Zheng Qi had laid Wuluo's body on the bed in the bedroom. Zhang Xiaofan then put it into the Bamboo Bag as well.
Luo Yunji and Zhang Xiaofan searched every inch of the building, inside and out. Only after confirming there was nothing else to collect did they return to camp with