There were no so-called proper burials in the ground.
Seeing such a scene, Zhu Minglang couldn't help but sigh. He cleaned up the rotting corpses hanging on the wooden path, the half-ejected skeletal remains, and the piled bodies on the slide and proceeded to bury them.
After this was done, the sky over Heavenly Capital was already bright.
Back at the Funeral Park, Zhu Minglang hadn't even had time to rest before a new batch of Juvenile Spirit bodies was delivered.
This situation lasted for many days.
By the sixth day, Zhu Minglang furrowed his brow.
The Young Spirit Court was meant to raise Juvenile Spirits, flying the banner of charity and benevolence. They would breed them until they were self-sufficient and then set them free. Logically speaking, the mortality rate of the Young Spirit Court's Juvenile Spirits should not be this high.
