A puppet with a cricket perched atop its body lay sprawled, would hop off and bounce around the area, taking in its surroundings.
As the cricket leaped into the shadows of a street corner, it suddenly transford, turning into an old mouse that scurried across and wandered throughout the desolate town, examining the layout.
Within these houses lay many intricately crafted chanicians, lifelike and indistinguishable from real humans.
They were ard with various weapons and emitted no aura or energy fluctuations.
If one were only to rely on their senses, they’d be completely undetectable.
The mouse crept through house after house, secretly scrutinizing Situ Wen’s arrangents.
Situ Wen, known for his temper, had been waiting impatiently and started cursing Chen Shi after a short while. By noon, he had cursed twenty or thirty tis.
"That bitch isn’t showing up, is she? Well, if she doesn’t co, I’ll go slaughter my way to Hu Village!"
He walked out of Guanshan Market and hesitated. Then he turned back and muttered to himself, "Maybe he’s on his way here. I’ll wait a little longer..."
After another half an hour, Situ Wen couldn’t contain himself and stood up grumbling, "That little thief is disturbing my Dao heart!"
He started to leave but then stopped, "My setup is so intricate; how can I abandon it halfway? I’ll wait for him a bit more, just a little longer..."
A few monts later, Situ Wen grew increasingly agitated and ground his teeth, "Is he coming or not? Could he be lost? Should I wait... I’ll wait a little longer!"
"Wait my ass! This bastard is making a fool of !"
Situ Wen leaped up, "Chen Shi, I swear I’ll kill you!"
As evening drew near, he finally stopped waiting and stood up.
Suddenly, the entire town rose from the ground. The buildings creaked and shifted, transforming as multiple structures rged into one, a colossal chanical chanician!
This chanical chanician stood about thirty to forty feet tall, its body ford of multiple houses, with rooms inside.
Its legs, too, were houses, cylindrical in shape, with layers upon layers enclosing staircases that spiraled upward.
There were doors and windows on the outer walls, through which the insides could be seen.
The head of the chanical chanician was comprised of a tall central building surrounded by lower structures, pavilions, and elegant constructions, exquisite in detail.
Inside so houses, there were beauties playing musical instrunts, painting, dancing, casting shadows, looking around with charming eyes – lovely maidens with handso faces.
These maidens were also chanicians, not real people.
Other houses contained assassins with weapons, and yet others sheltered robust Yellow Turban Warriors with Yellow Turban Warrior Talismans painted on their bodies.
They, too, were chanicians.
This was the war machine of the Lu Ban Sect, known as the Pivot, the sect’s revered Magical Treasure.
At the Pivot’s center, a massive Pill Furnace, about fifteen feet across, blazed with high-quality coal, and beside it, chanicians continuously shoveled coal into the furnace.
The Pill Furnace burned like a miniature sun, radiating endless heat.
Around the Pill Furnace, chanical Golden Cores would continually fly toward it, entering the furnace before soaring out again, taking the heat to the Pivot’s limbs and propelling it forward.
Once the Golden Cores’ heat was expended, they would return, plunging into the furnace once more, perpetuating the cycle.
Situ Wen jumped to the top floor, overlooking as the Pivot took large strides away from Guanshan Market: "Now I’ll flatten Hu Village and execute him!"
At that mont, a man and a dog approached from the opposite direction.
From afar, Chen Shi’s voice was heard laughing, "Situ Wen, we agreed to et here, and yet you break your word! I’ve co to our appointnt, and you were about to leave!"
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