"Wang Zhenqing" rose, first feeling around his empty headspace, then slapping his thigh. Deciding that a missing head was rather unsightly, he turned and reached toward Zhang Yuan.
From afar, Zhang Yuan saw the headless corpse "look over" and felt a jolt of alarm. He was about to hide behind Xiao Yuanjun, but the moment he moved, the Heaven and Earth Bag at his waist flew off on its own and landed in "Wang Zhenqing's" hand.
"Wang Zhenqing" tapped it lightly with a finger. The Heaven and Earth Bag became a head with indistinct features and an unreadable face, which he fitted onto his severed neck.
At the sight, Zhang Yuan's pupils trembled violently.
He had suspected there might be something wrong with [Eastern Sink Pavilion], but he truly had never imagined that the Heaven and Earth Bag he had carried for so long was actually a head.
Then what about everything I put inside it?
Just then, "Wang Zhenqing" frowned slightly, seemingly uncomfortable. He took the head off again and shook it in his hand, spilling out several things: Spirit Stones, gold and silver, the Furnace, and a few books.
"You've been stuffing all sorts of rubbish into this lord's head."
"Wang Zhenqing" muttered and waved a hand. The fallen objects instantly shot toward Zhang Yuan.
Xiao Yuanjun caught them for Zhang Yuan, swept them into her sleeve, and offered a slight cupped-hand salute.
The person before them had to be a True Lord.
"Wang Zhenqing" remained indifferent, never sparing the pair a glance. To him, Zhang Yuan was merely someone he had chosen to deliver his "head."
"You... what manner of divinity are you?"
Only then did the stunned Blood Miasma Heavenly Being recover, his eyes widening as he spoke.
"Wang Zhenqing" smiled. "Me? I'm Wang Zhenqing. Does