"Drink, behold my Great Desolate Imprisoning Sky Finger!"
Lin Dong shouted, his tone vivid and dramatic, making Mu Zi laugh nonstop.
Come to think of it, she had never seen Lin Dong use the Great Desolate Imprisoning Sky Finger before.
Looking at Mu Zi laughing so hard she trembled, Little Marten and Little Flame looked at each other.
Was it really that funny?
Lin Dong smiled faintly and continued describing, with great color and detail, the scenes of his clashes with his enemies.
Of course, in Lin Dong's telling, he was naturally awe-inspiring in every direction and unstoppable wherever he went, while those miserable experiences were automatically skipped over.
Mu Zi listened quietly, gently brushing a clump of grass beside her with her hand, a faint smile blooming on her face.
Little Marten and Little Flame also chimed in from time to time, adding some details. Amid the jokes and banter, the three brothers' adventures came vividly to life before Mu Zi's eyes.
A firsthand account had a different charm from the original work, and Mu Zi listened with relish, occasionally throwing out a few soul-searching questions that left Lin Dong and the others sweating in embarrassment.
The four of them sat in the forest, the atmosphere warm and harmonious. Sunlight passed through the dense leaves and spilled onto them, draping them in a layer of golden radiance. Laughter rang out now and then, accompanied by the gentle brush of the breeze, forming a peaceful scene.
Dragon, tiger, marten, human.
For the moment, they forgot their respective troubles and enjoyed this rare stretch of tranquility.
Clang!
After an unknown amount of time, an ancient, melodious bell chime came rolling down from Hundred Dynasty Mountain.
"Hundred Dynasty Mountain has opened. Those with Heaven Grade Nirvana Seals, ascend the mountain at once!"