Without her conch shell, the junior sister clapped her hands lightly, drying the moisture off her body.
"As for how I found you... well, it's all thanks to Fuji."
As she spoke, she pointed to the cave wall behind them.
A mont later, the red dye on the wall wriggled, and a blob of red Fuji swelled up.
Li Yueqi, "?"
"Don't ask why I didn't show up earlier, because you didn't call for , bye."
Fuji sprouted a tiny head and hands, coolly gave a thumbs-up to everyone, and then rged back into the red cave wall, disappearing without a trace.
Li Yueqi, "..."
'No wonder I've been feeling like soone's been watching lately, was it all Fuji?
'Luckily, I haven't done anything outrageous.'
Just when Li Yueqi was questioning her life, the Mother Tree untangled from the Village, and she crawled over, holding a storybook, brimming with curiosity as she asked the junior sister.
"I have a question, can you tell , little one?"
"Little? Little one?" The junior sister was taken aback by the address.
Apart from her senior brother occasionally calling her that at night, this was the first ti soone else had called her that.
She couldn't quite figure out what this person was about.
"I'd suggest you answer, or else the Mother Tree might start calling you 'Mom'," Li Yueqi's voice drifted over from behind her.
Junior Sister, "...."
'Co to think of it, Senior Brother hasn't called 'Mom' at night... maybe... no, no, no!'
Having caught Zhang Ze's bad habit of occasionally letting her mind wander, the junior sister patted her slightly flushed cheeks to calm herself down, saying seriously,
"Please, ask away. I will tell you whatever I know."
Out of habit, the Mother Tree wrapped its body around the junior sister and pointed to a passage in the book.
"This book always has this plot, 'The young man unleashes a Jade Talisman containing a full-force strike from a senior, turning the tide against the enemy.'
"It seems like whenever a Jade Talisman appears, whoever gets hit by it dies.
"But every ti such a Jade Talisman appears, it's just casually given to the protagonist by the senior, making it seem worthless.
"Then theoretically, doesn't this an that the protagonist could carry countless such Jade Talismans and throw them at anyone they et?
"So why doesn't the book write it that way, and why doesn't the protagonist use them like that?"
Junior Sister, "This..."
Before the junior sister could answer, the Cat Lady Emperor, showing off her kindergarten wisdom, ca over.
"Of course, if it were written that way, the book would end in fewer than ten pages. So either ignore it, or patch it up later. Anyway, if you don't ntion it, I won't say anything, just pretend it never happened.
"Just think of it as a plot necessity."
"Besides, cultivation is about tempering oneself, who would be stupid enough to carry so many 'seniors' strikes' around, what a disgrace."
Li Yueqi coughed lightly and tugged at the Cat Lady Emperor's tail, reminding her not to get too carried away, then pointed to the side.
The Cat Lady Emperor turned to look and saw the junior sister expressionlessly holding several small boxes.
All the small boxes were open, filled with Jade Talismans, Paper Swords, Sword Pills, and other items.
Labels were affixed on the boxes:
[Made by Dad] [Made by Mom] [Made by Big Brother] [Made by Second Sister]...
Seeing this, the Cat Lady Emperor awkwardly smiled and then scurried off to the side to play with the conch shell.
The junior sister sighed, about to put away the small boxes, when the Village's voice suddenly appeared in her mind.
"There's sothing dirty."
The junior sister and Li Yue didn't need the Village's warning, as the sa humiliating large characters appeared above their heads once more.
[Try touching her once]
[Touch her and you're done]
At the sa ti, the large characters activated passively, instantly dispelling the encroaching Dark Universe.
And they firmly grabbed hold of the instigator.
Across the cave, the fake 'Zhang Ze' stood there awkwardly.
Divine Thought is precious, except at the Thousand chanism Pavilion, elsewhere they were just Xiao Jing's projections.
The junior sister looked at the fake senior brother, raised her hand, and the objects in the small box were shot out in an instant.
Li Yueqi did the sa, raising her hand, and her Seal Ring shimred, releasing a bunch of similar items.
[Chen Family Swordsmanship: Summons a group of the Chen Family mbers for a full-force strike.]
Li Family Fist Technique: Summons a group of Li Family phantoms to launch a sustained group assault on the target.
————[Lily's Second-Generation Observation Notes]
The projection of a certain person had no reason not to die.
...
The fake Zhang Ze was quickly beaten into a puff of smoke and disappeared.
Having had her fill of throwing, Li Yueqi watched her disappearing grandfathers and exhaled deeply.
It felt really good.
But she quickly rembered sothing.
"By the way, you reacted so decisively, what if you hit the wrong person? And who's that fake Zhang Ze anyway?"
The junior sister shook her head, "No mistake, Senior Brother said it himself, that no matter where he appears in the Four Continents today, he's fake."
Li Yueqi, "?"
Seeing Li Yueqi's confusion, the junior sister said, "Let's head back first, and I'll explain it to you all on the way."
...
Wolong Marsh.
The projection of Emperor Xiaojing, disguised as Zhang Ze, landed a successful strike.
A golden dragon soared into the sky, letting out a mournful cry, its golden scales shattered, falling toward the ground.
The fake Zhang Ze, ford by the projection of Emperor Xiaojing, grabbed the elongated dragon corpse and instantly refined it.
In the mont of refining 'Li', a warm golden stream flowed into the projection's body.
His sunken form began to solidify, this projection of Emperor Xiaojing felt a sense of completeness.
His broken soul also began to fill up, ambition and appetite started to grow wildly, he began to fantasize, fantasizing about becoming the real Emperor Xiaojing and replacing the original...
In a tree by the side of Wolong Marsh, the Fox Race Demon Venerable Yuqing yawned.
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