Back then, because of a World-Devouring Divine Cauldron, a great war had erupted among the myriad sects of the sun, leaving countless dead and wounded.
To decide the ownership of a divine artifact like the "World-Devouring Divine Cauldron" through a contest between young people was already absurdly childish.
It was like using a fight between two infants to decide whether an imperial dynasty should be wiped out.
So childish it made one's hair stand on end!
Yet the more childish it was, the more crucial this battle became.
Within the Imperial Dragon Palace, over a hundred thousand disciples felt both envy and jealousy.
As their fighting spirit burned, they could hardly breathe.
"Fight!"
Many people began shouting.
The Imperial Dragon Palace descended into commotion once more.
Yet inside the World-Devouring Divine Cauldron, the two sides remained remarkably harmonious.
"Are we fighting or not?"
Seeing her do nothing but gaze at him sweetly and "giggle foolishly" at him, Li Tianming felt chills all over.
"A lovesick... pervert? No, half a lovesick pervert?" Yu Ziqian froze.
Why was she looking at Li Tianming with that expression?!
If anyone else wore that same expression, it would be enough to shame the moon and hide the flowers, send fish sinking and geese falling.
But on Weisheng Moran, it made the hairs on one's tailbone stand on end.
Other than Li Tianming, there was no one else in her eyes.
The green paper umbrella turned gently.
She lowered her head slightly, her voice seeming to drift from deep within a forest—remote and tranquil.
"Little Fish wants to give you a gift."
Upon hearing that, Li Tianming had a sense of "foreboding."
To anyone else, it might have been a tremendous blessing, but Li Tianming only felt utterly confused.
It was simply unbelievable!
Gritting his teeth,