A rare prize?
Indeed. Though the Witch Race had fought for years and possessed immense wealth, the corpses of one Great Luo and eight Taiyi cultivators were not particularly precious. But these Golden Crows were Crown Princes of the Demon Race. The significance of their status far surpassed their own value. Once she erected nine flagpoles before Pangu Hall and hung them all up, the morale of her Witch Race warriors would surely soar!
"Heh." At the thought, the corners of Houtu's lips rose slightly, and she gave a delighted chuckle.
Elsewhere.
"Your Majesty." An Iron-Eating Beast flew up before Gungun, who was being supported by Hou Yi and Kuafu as they flew onward, and bowed.
Hearing that voice, the "unconscious" Gungun immediately opened his eyes. His whole body brimmed with excitement as he asked the Iron-Eating Beast before him, "Well? Did you bring them all away? Did you miss any?"
"Well..." The Iron-Eating Beast found it difficult to speak.
"Hmm? What happened?" Seeing this, Gungun frowned and questioned him.
"Your Majesty, following your earlier orders, your subject remained on the ground, ready to collect the Golden Crow Crown Princes' corpses. But because the Golden Crows fell in different places, I had to travel back some distance to retrieve them. Yet when I arrived, I discovered..."
"Discovered what? Out with it!" Gungun urged the Iron-Eating Beast anxiously.
"I discovered that they were all gone." The Iron-Eating Beast lowered his head in shame.
"All gone? In other words, you didn't bring me a single Golden Crow corpse?" Gungun's eyes widened as he questioned the stupid bear before him.
"Your subject is incompetent. Please punish me, Your Majesty." The Iron-Eating Beast closed his eyes and bowed to Gungun.
"You, you... Get lost!" So furious that he broke free of Hou Yi