Blade of a Hundred Kitchen Knives

Everything in this scene reeked of chaos and disorder.

The earth had become the sky, while the sky was trampled beneath their feet. Like an improvisational artist, someone had casually thrown everything at hand together, creating this absurd, bizarre spectacle.

Across the plains, Plush Cat ran forward.

Chang Xi had originally still harbored a faint desire to help, but now she had even put away her crowbar and discovered that walnuts were actually quite delicious...

"Riding the wind upon my sword, I arrive to rid heaven and earth of demons. With wine, I roam carefree; without it, I am mad all the same."

Just as Chang Xi was racking her brains over how to sneak another walnut, a voice drifted over from afar.

When she looked up toward the front in slight confusion, she happened to see a figure riding a sword through the air, drifting gracefully over.

"One drink drains rivers and seas, another swallows sun and moon. A thousand cups cannot knock me down. I alone am—Fireworks of Romance."

With one hand clutching a wine jar and her feet planted atop a treasure sword, her robes fluttering around her, Fireworks of Romance brought her sword to a halt before Plush Cat. After tilting back another mouthful of wine, she gave Bai Zhi a slight nod.

"You finally came."

Bai Zhi: "..."

He had to admit that Fireworks of Romance's appearance was indeed eye-catching... provided he had not seen what she looked like before.

It seemed that she had not only changed clothes and gotten herself a treasure sword, but had also cosplayed as the Wine Sword Immortal...

Still, being able to think of using the smell of alcohol to mask the odor on her body meant Fireworks of Romance was pretty damn clever.

After all, there was no