Chapter 153

"If that's the case, let's get started!"

Lin Mo's eyes lit up, then he bowed and said, "Elder, please have your paper dolls cut down more trees nearby and pile them beside the pool."

Elder: "...... lright."

Then, the several paper dolls who had been squatting by the pool, bored enough to yawn, finally had something to do.

Under the Elder's command, they picked up spears, short swords, and iron hammers and began "major construction" nearby.

After firing this volley, Wang Xingxin was dissatisfied; he ordered the craftsmen behind him to adjust the angle and force of several trebuchets, and the second salvo began.

Lian Haiping immediately sensed a strange shift in the battle's momentum—he felt the moment for counterattack had finally arrived.

Besides these three guests, there were three others in the hall: two behind the counter, the left one a slightly fat middle-aged man, roughly forty years old, whose attire suggested he was the shopkeeper.

A demon of peak Demon Emperor rank possesses extraordinary vitality, even surpassing the "Earth Immortal"; within a demon heart, it forges a "Demon Relic," the crystallization of its entire power—so long as the "Demon Relic" remains intact, even if the body is reduced to dust, it fears nothing.

After Zhao Xingjian led men to buy a large cartload of every kind of liquor available on the market, Wang Xingxin ordered his retainers and servants to quickly carry the wine jars and pots into the kitchen.

During the Yuan Night, people wrote poems and verses on lanterns, then challenged others to guess the riddles hidden within; everyone eagerly composed riddles, making it a must-play game of Yuan Night.

In this peculiar space, Li Yang spent a long time before gradually regaining her senses, though what had happened was already past, and Yang Qing had saved not Li Yang.

Qiongnan is currently thriving; all Qiongnan civilians joyfully celebrated a happy New Year, and even the indigenous people have begun learning Tang customs—they now celebrate the New Year too.

Sensing danger, the four figures halted; each emitted a surge of bloodlight, then merged together into a single blood-red shield that protected all four.

Yu Zhining was not an opponent of Li Hao, but he could not stand Li Hao's suppression of Xue Ren Gui; thus, this time he acted as a righteous bystander stepping in to help.

"Are we really powerless?" a peak Sage-level powerhouse frowned.

Xue Li watched the boy's black robe dissolve into the night's darkness, realizing all her thoughts had been self-deception. The ending had already been written—in the timeline where she never met him, his fate was equally brutal.

"Why would they challenge the Fixed-Roster Guild Battle? It would've been better if they'd challenged a Non-Fixed-Roster Guild Battle," Ye Ci frowned and sighed, his expression filled with regret.

"Lin Dao you, although this crescent-shaped jade slip isn't standard, there are still quite a few like it in the cultivation world!" Ye Wen asked in confusion. "Master Ye, I'm searching for a jade slip sealed in exactly this way—and that seal cannot be opened!" Lin Tian said.

"What is it? Tell me—could it be the Three Instruments Disc?" Qiu Ze, looking puzzled, suddenly remembered something, a glint flashing in his eyes as he asked.

Both were startled—they weren't afraid, but the faint yet palpable aura radiating from Wei Fei still made them tense.

Xun Ying, upon hearing Wu Yue's words, seemed stirred, calling Wu Yue and the others over, then launched into an impassioned speech.

Finally, in Wu Yue's life of shadow, another earth-shattering, epic battle was about to begin—on the unremarkable rooftop of the Konoha exam hall.

Wei Luo washed vegetables while listening intently to her father's scolding; as she listened, she suddenly burst into a few giggles.

"Hmph! You ask who I am? Call your commander out!" Taru pointed arrogantly at the guard's nose.