Ji Yuan naturally did not have any women's clothes. He did not share Wu Laochuan's strange habit of collecting women's garments.
The black robe the female corpse had originally worn was far too filthy, so in the end, Ji Yuan could only have her put on one of his own garments first, covering her proud body.
Once the female corpse left, Ji Yuan collapsed from exhaustion.
He had kept it up for twelve shichen—twenty-four hours.
Even an iron-forged body could not endure that.
Fortunately, every bit of it had been worth it.
He did not even need to speak. With a mere thought, the corpse puppet would carry out his orders completely—though calling her "corpse puppet" all the time felt strange. He ought to give her a name.
Ji Yuan had no particular ideas. After a brief thought, he recalled a name he had seen in a book before.
Tu Yue.
Then Tu Yue it would be.
Thus, Ji Yuan instructed her in his mind, "After feeding the pigs, remember to clean up the chicken coop in the rear courtyard as well."
The Red-Crowned Chickens had been dealt with, while the Lushui Chickens had yet to arrive. Naturally, he should take this chance to clean the Chicken Coop properly.
"Oh, right. Remember to feed the fish too. There are Spirit Fragments in the corner. Crush two of them, cut up some grass and mix it in before feeding them. Don't use too much.
"Two Spirit Fragments will do. Spirit Fish are easy to raise. Once you're done, clean up the house as well."
After giving those instructions, Ji Yuan took out half a tael of Blood Essence and ate it.
He had not suffered any injuries, but his meridians hurt terribly. A little Blood Essence to replenish himself was always