Talking and Laughing

Wu Shuangjiang had already surveyed the entire star chart. Unwilling to tangle with Cui Dongshan any longer, he brought out four replica swords and easily broke through the first layer of the Small World's restrictions. Upon reaching the Mountain Search Formation, he faced a volley of thousands of spells. He pinched a talisman into human form, and the fox fur woman used the Ascension Boots beneath her feet to conjure a sea of clouds that suppressed the mountain's little monsters and ghosts. The handsome youth, one hand on his yellow belt, drew a jade tablet from a pouch, naturally countering the Mountain Search Divine Generals who had "joined the ranks of immortals." Above the clouds and across the mountain wilderness, it was as though two armies faced each other: on one side stood the Mountain Search Formation's ghosts and Divine Generals, while on the other stood only three people.

Wu Shuangjiang used another divine ability. He had no intention of letting the other four hide and watch the show. Before Ning Yao, Chen Ping'an, and Jiang Shangzhen—but not Cui Dongshan—figures appeared in the likeness of their beloveds, heedless of the countless restrictions between heaven and earth.

Ning Yao looked at the high-spirited green-robed swordsman and scoffed. Playing at gods and ghosts, and he could not even get the imitation right.

She casually took off his head with a single stroke.

If the real Chen Ping'an had seen that, he would probably have felt that hiding the scroll that "taught all the women under heaven to apply makeup" had not been unnecessary at all.

To her surprise, the green-robed swordsman re-formed. His expression and voice were exactly like the real Chen Ping'an's. As though reunited with the woman he loved after a long separation, he whispered, "Miss Ning, it's been so