Eh...blech!
Gu Shi Yi felt nauseous from Monk Shi Jie's words and retched while clutching her chest.
"Monk, stop it, or I'm going to really throw up!"
Pu Yanlan also furrowed her brows and said,
"Master Shi Jie, what you said isn't wrong, but we truly can't accept eating our own kind!"
Monk Shi Jie laughed out loud upon hearing this,
"No worries, if you can't stomach it, I can. If there's a chance to get that Corpse Immortal's body, think of a way to cut a piece of flesh off for me. If it helps me restore my Cultivation and achieve enlightenment on the spot, I will definitely reward you generously!"
Gu Shi Yi looked at him with disgust,
"Monk, give up already! Expecting me to cut dead flesh for you to eat, and from an ancient corpse at that...blech. Forget it, for now, I thank you."
As the three of them spoke, they had unconsciously reached the bottom. They felt a slight jolt and finally a solid ground beneath their feet. Monk Shi Jie, regrettably fading his form, said,
