The flying arrows were all manipulated by Bai Junjun using her Special Ability. As long as they were in Bai Junjun’s line of sight, these people had no chance of surviving.
In no time, nearly a thousand people on the ground had been dealt with cleanly.
At that moment, sounds of fighting and wailing also emanated from the Scripture Pavilion.
It seemed that Li Wenli had started his one-sided trashing.
Bai Junjun had no doubts about Fox’s combat ability, so she chose not to go to the Scripture Pavilion but continued to roam outside, executing all those who were isolated or hiding.
After all, "if the roots are not removed when cutting weeds, the spring breeze will bring them back to life" — more so for the elite Death Warriors brainwashed intensively by the Fifth Prince.
Since they had decided to help Yuwen Luanfei clear this area, they certainly couldn’t leave any survivors, as letting these people escape and relay messages would undoubtedly be troublesome for themselves.
What she needed to do was to sever the connection between the Fifth Prince and this place completely.
Therefore, Bai Junjun swept through the area meticulously, and as she continued toward the mountain gate, she once again fatefully came across the Reception Master in the guest hall.
At this time, the Reception Master was carrying a large bag of items, intending to hurry down the mountain.
Upon seeing this, Bai Junjun immediately chased after him and soon blocked the Reception Master’s path.
The Reception Master, startled by Bai Junjun’s sudden appearance, couldn’t help but pause.
After a good moment, he awkwardly smiled, "Miss Junjun, what are you doing?"
"Where are you going?"
"This monk... this monk..."
In fact, the Reception Master had seen Bai Junjun’s terrifying act of killing just before and knew he was no match for her. At this moment, he could only show weakness, whatever Bai Junjun was thinking or wanting, he would comply.
However, the next second, he heard a "hiss", followed by a lighter shoulder, and a tinkling sound echoed from the ground.
The Reception Master looked down to see the hurriedly packed bag had a hole cut by Bai Junjun, and at that moment, silver taels scattered all around.
These silver taels were all twenty-two taels each, and upon closer inspection, there were actually several hundred taels.
It’s amazing that the Reception Master could carry so much; he really was a man of few words!
Bai Junjun suddenly remembered the one thousand taels the Reception Monk had once extorted from her.
"Fox said ’a fortune spent comes back again,’ at first I didn’t believe it, but now I see, it seems somewhat reliable."
The Reception Master instantly understood Bai Junjun’s meaning, and he crouched down cooperatively, "I’ll pick them up for you, Miss. Don’t worry. Besides these, there’s also quite a bit more in the small storeroom of the guest hall."
"Oh!" Bai Junjun laughed joyfully, "You really know the drill."
As she spoke, Bai Junjun threw a Grass Seed into the Reception Master’s mouth.
The man was caught off guard and fed a Grass Seed. It was too late to spit it out, and he looked at Bai Junjun confusedly, "Miss, what is this for?"
"It’s nothing, just a small seed. If you behave, it’ll all be fine, but if you don’t, it will immediately sprout a towering tree inside your stomach."
Upon hearing this, the Reception Master turned pale, "Miss, please don’t joke."
"Of course I’m not joking. I’ve even upgraded this Grass Seed. Don’t believe me? Take a look at the back of your hand."
As soon as Bai Junjun finished speaking, the Reception Master immediately raised his hand, and indeed, a small bud had emerged under the skin of his hand without breaking through, but its shape could be clearly seen.
The Reception Monk’s eyes widened.
S ageed, "The seed has already sprouted in your bloodstream. If you don’t cooperate with me, it will burst open."
Just after Bai Junjun finished speaking, the Reception Master heard several muffled sounds behind him, and he turned around in stunned disbelief.