SQUEAK... SQUEAK... SQUEAK...
Little Fox took the Sword Box from Daoist Sanqing's hands. Squeaking and gesturing, she indicated that Zhang Bin should store the Daoist's corpse in the Space Ring.
"Xiao Qian, we should bury him. It's time he rests in peace," Zhang Bin sighed.
Little Fox refused, shaking her head repeatedly with tears brimming in her eyes. She kept making many incomprehensible gestures, as if trying to say that Daoist Sanqing could still come back to life.
Of course, this was just a child's naive wish.
Not having the heart to refuse her, Zhang Bin stored Daoist Sanqing's body in the Phoenix Ring.
The Daoist's body showed no signs of decay. It was so lifelike that he looked no different from a living person. Clearly, Daoist Sanqing had cultivated to the Golden Core Realm or even higher while he was alive, allowing his body to remain eternally imperishable.
