Seeing the change in his master's expression, the eyeball butler knew that he was going to be stabbed.
However … if he continued, his master would have to grill it over the fire. If he burned it too fiercely, it wouldn't be easy for him to replenish its water.
Thus, the butler's eyes shifted and he said, "Master, I actually have a suggestion here."
"Speak." The three-eyed youth's voice was filled with ice shards. It was cold and hard.
The eyeball butler moved closer to his master's ear. After blocking Baishen and Tyrant Wood, he whispered, "Master, look at your companion magical treasure. Take a closer look."
The three-eyed youth looked down and saw that his companion magical treasure was like a clingy dog that was stuck to Baishen's right hand, refusing to come down.
If he didn't pay attention, Baishen might leave with his companion magical treasure when he left!
Baishen, what did you do to my companion dog?
The three-eyed youth was in a bad mood, and he was about to pull his companion dog back.
But suddenly, he thought of something.
Then, he turned his head and looked at the eyeball butler.
"Yes, Master, that's what I meant." The eyeball butler nodded in agreement with his master.
Since the companion magical treasure was so attached to Baishen, he would deliberately not mention it when Baishen returned.
After Tyrannical Song returned home, he would interrogate Tyrannical Shan through long-distance communication, forcing him to ask why he had taken his dog away.
While Baishen was confused, he could take the opportunity to request that he go to his door and bring the dog back.
Once he went to his door, he would 'accidentally' come into contact with Ba Song's [Scholarly Sage's Eye Research Project].
Then, it would be time to show his real skills and acting skills.
With his evil acting skills, it would be a piece of cake for him to smoothly integrate into the [Scholarly Sage's Eye Research Project]!
The three-eyed youth nodded and said, "Alright, let's do that."
Now, he just had to wait for Baishen and Tyrant Ten's Three Corpses to recover before sending them away.
"Master, do you still want the Sealing Bucket? Do we still need to fill the two Ba Song's Three Corpses with cement? "The eyeball-eyed butler reminded.
"If I don't, I'll lose face. But if they did, it would affect the time they would have to report back. Forget it, when the time comes, we'll fill the bucket and cement again. We'll directly fill Ba Song's main body. "The three-eyed youth waved his hand.
"Yes, Master." The eyeball butler nodded.
If he were to pour in Ba Song's main body … he would have to make a good plan to see if he could add some heavenly materials and earthly treasures to the cement. At that time, after pouring in Ba Song's main body, it would have the effect of a 'medicinal bath'.
At that time, he could also recommend Ba Song, his disciple, the Three Corpses, and Song Youyou to pour the cement together.
Old Master could vent his anger, Ba Song and the others could obtain benefits, killing many birds with one stone.
I was as quick-witted as ever. The eyeball steward was very pleased with himself.
In the void above the Wealth Scattering Throne, the sunlight was gentle.
The three-eyed youth lay on the rocking chair and waited silently.
After a long time …
Baishen's time finally recovered.
After recovering, out of habit, he opened his mouth and said, "Junior ~ the answer to the twenty-first question is, there are 81 hidden treasure spots. There's no mistaking it, Daddy Eggface has already dug them all up. Wait a moment, why didn't I hold back the second half of my sentence … dammit. "
After saying this much, Baishen desperately covered his mouth with his hand.
"…" The three-eyed youth.
Although he already knew that the treasures he had quietly left in the Netherworld Realm would eventually end up in the hands of that Eggface dragon, he still couldn't help but feel stifled when he heard with his own eyes that all the 81 places he had hidden his treasures had been dug out. There were simply no words that could describe how stifled he felt.
Those were the treasures he had collected for most of his life!
In addition, the treasures that could catch his attention were all of the best quality. As for those that were of a lower quality, he didn't even bother to collect them in his treasure house.
Back then, after he became the ruler of the Netherworld, he didn't expect that the Wielder of the Will corresponding to him would disappear one day.
In the past, he was too young, and he thought that he would be the ruler of the Netherworld for the rest of his life, until the end of the world.
Thereupon, he began to develop his hobby, and spent his whole life smoothing out and straightening out the laws of the Netherworld Realm. He nurtured powerful eye demons in the Netherworld Realm, collected treasures, and placed them all over the Netherworld Realm.
But he didn't expect that the Wielder of the Will would suddenly collapse. After the collapse, he woke up and discovered that he was no longer in the Netherworld Realm, unable to go back.
Later on, that Eggface willfully went to research all kinds of projects, burning money for research as if it didn't cost anything … and it turned out that it was his money that was being burned!
One day, I'll kill that Eggface and scatter his ashes!
The three-eyed youth thought to himself hatefully.
That day wasn't far away.
After collecting the power of White Horse, White Two, and Fatball, he could now stroll around the main world for a short period of time.
Once the world he was tinkering with was completely perfected, he would be able to freely roam around the main world, and his true body could even go back to the Netherworld Realm to visit his hometown.
At that time, he would angrily beat up that Eggface!
The butler with the eyeballs said, "The bet is already over, Fellow Daoist Baishen."
"!!!" Baishen.
The butler with the eyeballs said, "Unfortunately, you've already lost. Now, I'll have to ask Fellow Daoist to help my master find a suitable 'successor' to inherit the mark of the Wealth Scattering Throne … Although I didn't spend much time with Fellow Daoist, I was very happy. Let's meet again if fate wills it, "the butler said affectionately.
Ba Song had advanced too quickly, and he didn't even have time to look for a 'successor'.
Now, he could only silently wish Fellow Daoist Ba Song the best.
After saying this much, the butler gently waved his hand and opened the small wooden layer of the Wealth Scattering Throne, sending Baishen and Tyrant out.
The dumbfounded Baishen still hadn't noticed that the companion magical treasure of the three-eyed youth was still silently stuck to his palm, and hadn't come down.
"We lost?" Outside the Wealth Scattering Throne, Baishen still hadn't reacted.
"We lost … I'm afraid that there was a problem with the main body that caused our time to go wrong. Now that it has recovered, the main body should have finished adjusting. " The self-corpse sighed. "Anyway, let's go back first and report this matter to the main body. We'll see if the main body has any other plans to invite Senior Three-Eyed over."
"For example, we can immediately send the mark of the Wealth Scattering Throne to the members of the group, and then ask them to make another bet with Senior Three-Eyed," Baishen said cleverly.
The self-corpse nodded, and said, "This plan is feasible … Let's see if we can send the mark to Senior White's clone. Theoretically speaking, Senior White's clone should also be able to make another bet, right? "
The two clones of the three corpses opened a spatial gate and returned to the Netherworld Realm, preparing to head to the Secret Realm of Time through the node of the Netherworld Realm.
In the Netherworld Realm.
Fatball, who was originally in seclusion, sensed something and went into seclusion.
She looked over … and saw the disgusting Baishen.
Strange, why did I get ejected from my secluded state because I sensed its arrival? Fatball was puzzled.
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