Although these corpses were not of a high grade, and the spirit pills refined from them were far less potent than Demon Beast spirit pills, Fang Hong never complained about having too few spirit pills.
"You've worked hard," Fang Hong said indifferently, putting away the storage bag in his hand.
"It's no trouble at all," Xiao Yu chuckled softly, then her eyes flickered, unable to suppress her curiosity, and she cautiously asked.
"Brother Fang, what do you collect these corpses for?"
"Oh, I'm currently researching a puppet secret technique, and these corpses just happen to be good materials for practice," Fang Hong casually offered an excuse, his tone natural and his expression unchanged.
Xiao Yu nodded after hearing this, not pressing further.
Her eyes darted around, as if gathering courage, and she tentatively spoke again.
"Brother Fang, my grandfather wants to invite you to be the Grand Elder of the sect, what do you think?"
