Tianji Pavilion.
Wild bamboo parted the green mist; a flying spring hung from emerald peaks.
Wisps of white cloud and mist rose in strands, shifting unpredictably with a mysterious aura. Formed from pure spiritual energy, the waterfall surged down like a strip of white silk. Numerous tiny beasts radiating sacred auras swam upstream, obscure mystical runes flowing within their translucent bodies.
"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
"What's inappropriate about it? There are so many of them. One missing won't be noticed."
"...That's not the point."
"Oh, Senior Brother, why are you being so fussy? If you won't do it, I will!"
"Hey, wait... Forget it."
The many little beasts in the waterfall sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy and surfaced one after another, looking in that direction with curiosity in their eyes. Two sneaky figures were slowly approaching. The creatures varied enormously in form—some resembled ordinary animals, while others were translucent slimes.
Before long, screams shattered the morning silence of the mountain forest.
"I can't beat them! Senior Brother, I'm retreating first!"
"I told you earlier... Don't run so fast, wait for me... Ah, don't hit my face..."
Chen Mo rubbed his forehead and sucked in cold breaths, his battered and bruised appearance utterly miserable. Chen Yiyi was comparatively better off; at least she had not been beaten too badly. There were only a few leaves hanging from her clothes as she wrote on her Magic Phone: Fifty-sixth counterattack. Senior Brother was too weak and couldn't win. A glorious defeat.
Putting away her Magic Phone, she looked up at Chen Mo. "Senior Brother, don't you have Cola? Wouldn't one bottle do the trick?"
Chen Mo froze. He truly had not thought of that. Silently, he took out a bottle of Cola and gulped down half of it. The effect was