The weeping spirit monsters stirred Wang Quan's compassion.
He told the spirit monsters, "I'm planning to build a manor. You can go there and look after it."
The spirit monsters shook their heads. "What would we eat and drink there? If we ran into a large pack of red-eyed spirit monsters, we'd surely die without a place to be buried."
Wang Quan smiled. "Since I dare ask you to look after the manor, naturally I have ways to keep you alive!"
At this, the spirit monsters immediately kowtowed in thanks.
Wang Quan smiled. "Relax. I'll take you there!"
The spirit monsters looked bewildered.
Before they could recover, Wang Quan opened his mouth and breathed out a stream of heavenly gang killing intent.
The heavenly gang killing intent swept up the spirit monsters and deposited them directly inside the Foundation Establishment Dao Platform in his inner landscape.
In a daze, the spirit monsters saw heaven and earth change colors, and panic filled their hearts.
But before long, they discovered pavilions and courtyards here, with little bridges over flowing water.
Simply staying here, they could sense their bloodlines growing stronger.
They could see the sun and moon shift and the stars twinkle; in their daze, it felt as though dozens of days had passed.
Then they saw another group of spirit monsters appear.
These newly arrived spirit monsters looked bewildered. Only after the two groups spoke did they learn:
"We met a cultivator who called himself the Flower-Scatter Daoist. After asking us a few things, he opened his mouth and breathed out a ray of light, bringing us here."
"Is this the manor he mentioned?"
After an unknown length of time, they saw more spirit monsters descend from the sky.
Once the number of spirit monsters reached over a thousand, nothing more