Temple Fair

Rong Sijiao looked around his Portable Abode and saw an unparalleled beauty.

Without a second thought, he flicked out a handful of silver powder, which transformed into a short knife, and held it directly to Zhao Xiaowan's neck. "Li Qi, I don't care who this person is. Even if they die, I'll take one of them with me."

Sizzle~

The record player chuckled, "That's a puppet. Go ahead and do it if you want. I'll have my sisters make another one for me tomorrow." Hong Ying was combing her hair when Rong Sijiao only saw a strand of hair flash in front of her before disappearing.

Whose hair is this?

Was that the woman combing her hair? She didn't seem to be moving! Rong Sijiao looked down again.

The silver powder that formed the knife was gone, and so was his only remaining left hand.

Rong Sijiao collapsed to the ground, groaning. Li Banfeng withdrew his two shadows and sat down near Rong Sijiao.

The Wife had been staring at the two shadows for a while. "Husband, what kind of trick was that? Why is there an extra shadow?" Li Banfeng smiled, "I just learned it. Fundamentally, it's still the technique of 'Shadows Pitying Each Other Alone'."

Hong Ying chimed in, "Not entirely. This is a technique Seventh Son learned, Heavenly Union Skill. You weren't home at the time, so you didn't see it." The record player was somewhat surprised. "That technique is indeed remarkable."

The family started chatting. Rong Sijiao stumbled to his feet, trying to run towards the door, but then a wisp of hair flashed by, and Rong Sijiao's legs were cleanly severed from the knees down.

That lock of hair was jet black and straight; it was clearly Hong Ying's.

Ke Rong Sijiao could never see Hong Ying's face from the four corners; she could only see Hong Ying sitting in front of the dressing table with her back to her, combing her hair.

She glanced at the mirror on the dressing table, but because of the angle, Rong Sijiao still couldn't see Hong Ying's face.

Whether or not he could see Hong Ying was no longer important. Rong Sijiao had lost all four limbs and the ability to escape. He was in excruciating pain and didn't want to talk when Li Banfeng asked him questions. Li Banfeng had a solution. He had the Wine Gourd prepare some medicinal wine and applied it to Rong Sijiao's wounds to stop the bleeding and relieve the pain.

Rong Sijiao was no longer in pain, and his will to live returned. As long as Li Banfeng spared his life, he could find a way to reattach his severed limbs. "Seventh Master, I am completely convinced of my fate in your hands. Whatever questions you have, I will answer them without reservation."

Li Banfeng didn't have many questions. The first one was. "What benefits did Inner State give you that made you work so hard for Inner State?" Rong Sijiao replied, "For a job."

"So, reporting Meng Yuchun will get you a job?"

Rong Sijiao shook his head and said, "Just reporting Meng Yuchun won't get you a job. There are plenty of Local Earth God in Xindi who want to work in Inner State. Inner State can only take in three or five a year."

At this point, it comes down to who accumulates the most merits. Only those at the top can earn this position. Just the act of reporting Meng Yuchun is enough to add to my merits and make the people of Inner State look at me a little more favorably.

Li Banfeng sneered, "How despicable are you?"

Rong Sijiao didn't think it was shameless, "Seventh Master, I'm not the only one doing this. Go and see the local Local Earth God in Xindi. Regardless of age, eight out of ten are scrambling to climb the ranks!"

"Do you always report things like this to Chu Shaoqiang?"

"No, that's not it. In the past, the Inner State would send messengers every one or two months to gather information in the new land."

"Coming once every month or two? That can't be right?" Li Banfeng had lived in Decency Village for a long time, but he had never heard Qiu Luoye and Shui Yongquan mention the messenger.

He occupied the Mountain Pulling Master's Territory, and had never heard of any messengers coming from there.

There are plenty of new places in Pro State; do you really think a messenger from the Inner State would have to make a round every one or two months?

Rong Sijiao clearly didn't finish what he was saying.

"Now that things have come to this, don't hold back anymore."

Rong Sijiao understood what Li Banfeng meant. "I usually make a lot of contributions, which is different from others. I am considered to be among the top, and the messengers also think highly of me..." In short, he received special attention from the Inner State and became a regular contact person, and the messengers would take the initiative to find him.

"Then why didn't you report the message to the messenger this time?"

"Something happened in Inner State, and the messenger didn't come. Originally, I didn't want to hand the things over to Chu Shaoqiang because I know that Chu Huaiyuan and you have a special relationship, and I was also worried that the news would leak out."

But then I saw everyone else was getting ready to act, and if I didn't report it soon, I'd fall behind.

Li Banfeng laughed and said, "Calling you shameless is really not wrong. Where did you hide the contract?"

Rong Sijiao lowered his head and said, "Seventh Master, what do you need the contract for?"

"Not going to tell?"

"I'll tell you!" Rong Sijiao gritted his teeth. "I have a house on the mountaintop, and in the backyard there's a well. My contract is buried in the well."

"My Wife, please entertain the guests for me. I'll be right back."

Li Banfeng left Portable Abode. Not long after, Rong Sijiao trembled and collapsed to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably.

His status has been revoked.

Li Banfeng returned, holding Rong Sijiao's contract in his hand.

Rong Sijiao shouted, "Li Qi, it's no use for you to take my contract. The people in my territory will never listen to you. They only believe in the Flourishing and Decaying God!"

"If you want to be Local Earth God my jurisdiction, I can help you. I'll become Wounded Demon Fiend and assist you!"

"You'll assist me?" Li Banfeng laughed. "Once the messenger from Inner State arrives, you can report me again, and you'll probably be credited for your service again."

"I'm cutting ties with Inner State. I'll never have any contact with them again in this lifetime!"

"Forget this life, let's wait for the next life." Li Banfeng left Portable Abode.

Rong Sijiao's body went completely limp, his soul leaving his body, wanting to follow Li Banfeng and rush out of the house.

This is a unique method of the Local Earth God Xindi. They have died once, and although their status has been lost, Rong Sijiao still retains a part of his fighting power. He can make his soul leave his body and move like a dead soul.

But this ability is not very useful; the body cannot escape, and neither can the soul.

The only advantage is that everyone doesn't have to wait for the record player to eat first, as the soul and body have already separated.

Hong Ying stood up and stepped on Rong Sijiao's body.

The record player extended its probe and captured Rong Sijiao's soul.

"My dear guest, my husband has this kind of temper. He may say things that are offensive. Please don't take it to heart."

He was just saying that you should wait for the next life, but that was just him saying it in anger. You don't need to worry about it; you definitely won't have a next life.

Brothers and sisters, last time my husband brought back some rice dumplings, but none of us got to eat them. This time, while they're still fresh, let's all dig in!

Click!

Cui Tike walked to the foot of the mountain and stepped on a fallen leaf.

He picked up the fallen leaf; it was very thick and bright green.

The petiole looks very neat, not broken, but naturally fallen off. But why would such a fresh leaf fall off the tree? Could this be a leaf created by Color Cultivator technique?

Cui Tike exclaimed, "It's so realistic! It seems that the Color Cultivator's skill in painting is no less than that of the Painting Cultivator."

The rabbit, standing to the side, didn't quite understand what Cui Tike meant. "You mean, these were all painted by the Flourishing and Decaying God?"

"Yes, it's all painted. From an artistic point of view, it's a great painting!" Just as Cui Tike was marveling at it, he suddenly noticed that the fallen leaf in his hand was slowly fading. The bright green turned into light green, the light green turned into grayish-white, the grayish-white turned into yellowish-brown, and the originally thick and fresh green finally turned into a withered leaf with yellowish-brown.

"There were already leaves; the Color Cultivator was just done." Cui Tike was somewhat disappointed and changed his mind. "The Color Cultivator technique isn't that refined. Although the use of color is still outstanding, the artistic merit is significantly diminished because there's a pre-existing compositional base."

The rabbit couldn't believe it. "Are all the leaves on this mountain dyed?"

As they spoke, many leaves around them began to fade, the rabbit's lips trembled incessantly, and its front teeth appeared and disappeared intermittently.

"Not just these leaves, but this entire mountain." Cui Tike jumped onto a tree and looked up into the distance.

The once lush and green mountains now show patches of gray and white.

The rabbit stood in the tree for a while, and its legs went weak.

How could that be!

Flourishing and Decaying Mountain has its own four seasons, and its prosperity and decline are entirely in the hands of the gods!

"The Flourishing and Decaying God and Decline must be angry; he's going to punish all living beings." The rabbit lay down on the ground, kneeling and bowing repeatedly, silently praying for the Flourishing and Decaying God's forgiveness.

Cui Tike looked around. The once lush and green Flourishing and Decaying Mountain was now desolate. Most of the vegetation had withered, and only the pine trees were still green, but because they had been covered with paint for a long time, they looked lifeless.

"Stop chanting, the Flourishing and Decaying God won't answer you anymore." Cui Tike patted the rabbit.

The rabbit dared not move. "The Flourishing and Decaying God and Decline has sent down punishment; all those who disrespect the gods will be severely punished!"

"How should we punish them severely?" Cui Tike asked earnestly.

The rabbit was momentarily at a loss for words, so Cui Tike picked it up and pointed to the skeleton of a cow, asking, "Are you talking about him?"

He...

The rabbit stared at the bison for a moment. "That's right, it's him! This bison was alive yesterday, and today it's like this. Prosperity and decline are but a thought away; the Flourishing and Decaying God can change anything with a single thought."

Cui Tike examined the cow's carcass and said to the rabbit, "This cow died here because it ate poisonous paint. After dying from the poison, its body was also severely corroded by the paint."

There are still many remnants of pigment on this mountain. These pigments are deadly to most creatures in this area, so you will not be able to come to this mountain to forage for a long time to come.

But the good news is, you no longer need to worry about punishment from Rong Sijiao. He was a pure Color Cultivator, and everything you saw on the mountain was a scene he created using materials. Now that these materials have gone out of control, it proves that his life has come to an end.

The rabbit looked up at Cui Tike: "You mean, the Flourishing and Decaying God and Decline is gone?"

"Yes, he's gone." Cui Tike didn't know how to persuade a rabbit, nor how to persuade the creatures of this land in the future.

He returned to his original spot and met up with Li Banfeng, who gave him excellent advice. "Don't try to persuade them; let the Flourishing and Decaying God and Decline persuade them."

Li Banfeng handed the two contracts to Cui Tike: "From now on, you will be the Flourishing and Decaying God and Decline. After spending more time together, you will definitely be able to adapt to each other."

Inner State, the Borderless City

Luo Lijun presented the Suspended Sea Prescription, and the Pharmacist Lang Daoshou and the Physician Xie Baheng stepped forward to pay their respects.

"Greetings, Lord Luo."

Luo Lijun waved her hand. "No need. How's the potion research going?"

The Pharmacist Lang Daoshou, was a complete idiot. Just as he was about to speak, the Physician Xie Baheng, preemptively said, "We haven't yet determined the medicinal properties. Please, Lord Luo, give us some more time." "How much more time?" Luo Lijun retorted angrily. "The medicine is right in front of you; can't you even Draw a Gourd from a Gourd?"

Xie Baheng, being a crab, quickly apologized, "This subordinate is incompetent, Lord Luo, please calm your anger." "Where is Dan Yuzhu?"

Xie Baheng, "Yuzhu has gone to prepare the medicinal herbs and will be back soon."

Xie Baheng answering the questions the whole time, which made Luo Lijun a little dissatisfied. She looked at Lang Daoshou and asked, "Are you mute?" Lang Daoshou blinked and squeezed out a sentence, "Yes, she'll be here in a bit."

Luo Lijun angrily retorted, "What's the use of keeping a bunch of good-for-nothings on me with all that salary? If you don't see the antidote within three days, find some chains, lock yourselves up, and wait to go to jail!" Luo Lijun left, Xie Baheng slumped into a chair, muttering, "What are we going to do now!"

Lang Daoshou wiped away his tears with his sword-wielding hands. "And you still don't blame me?"

Xie Baheng angrily retorted, "Old man, explain yourself clearly! Why are you blaming me?"

Lang Daoshou roared, "I've already deciphered the prescription, but your medical skills aren't good enough to understand the underlying principles, and you're still trying to blame it on me!" Xie Baheng pulled out a piece of paper. "Look at the prescription you wrote yourself, soy sauce, sugar, vinegar! Is this a prescription?"

"This stuff of yours is perfect for making sweet and sour crab! You're just trying to get by like this; you might as well stew me into a medicinal soup!" The Lang Daoshou sobbed uncontrollably, "Speak from the heart! I've done my job honestly; who have I been fooling?"

The two argued more and more fiercely, and a scallop flapped against its shell and entered the prescription.

"Brothers, stop arguing. This potion is too unusual; we can't counteract it at all. I think we should stop wasting our time." Lang Daoshou Shou sobbed twice, "What else can we do? Go to jail?"

Xie Baheng brandished his pair of pincers. "Let's talk reason! Why should we go to jail?!"

Lang Daoshou spat and said, "Pah! Reasonable? Do you think Luo Lijun is a reasonable person?" Dan Yuzhu said, "Since she's unreasonable, we can't be blamed for this. Let's run."

The Lang Daoshou was taken aback. "Where do you think you're going?"

Dan Yuzhu said, "We definitely can't go north; they won't take us in. We can try the south; I have connections." Xie Baheng lowered his head and said, "I have a family to support."

Lang Daoshou stood up and said, "Sister, I'll go with you. I'll take my whole family with me. I absolutely refuse to go to jail!" After leaving Flourishing and Decaying Mountain, Li Banfeng called Luo ZhengNan to inquire about the Peddler's whereabouts.

Since his last disappearance, the Peddler had broken his routine, making his whereabouts difficult to pinpoint. Luo ZhengNan contacted several old friends, and some said they had seen the Peddler at Ye Song Bridge. Ye Song Bridge was Li Banfeng's own territory, Li Banfeng knew the way well, arriving there in half a day.

Li Banfeng searched all around Ye Song Bridge but couldn't find the Peddler. He asked around and learned the Peddler had left yesterday. Li Banfeng inquired about the Peddler's next stop, but since the Peddler had changed routes, no one else knew. Where could they possibly find him?

Li Banfeng returned to Green Water City and sat in his house in Carefree Dock, looking at the clouds in the sky.

In a white courtyard with white houses and white walls, Peddler is cleaning a scorch mark on the back wall in the living room of a house that is entirely white.

The scorch mark wasn't actually that big, but the Peddler found it an eyesore, like an ink spot on a blank sheet of paper, the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

He dipped his brush in soapy water and wiped it several times, fading the scorch mark considerably. But even with just a trace left, the Peddler still felt uneasy. He found some white paint on his cart, hoping to completely cover the scorch mark, but the white paint was too bright and looked somewhat out of place.

This paint needs to be mixed.

The Peddler found other pigments, mixed them with the white paint, and felt that the color was similar to the surrounding area. He took out a small brush, dipped it in the paint, and carefully covered up the scorch marks little by little. He brushed them over and over again until the marks were finally invisible. The Peddler was very satisfied. He tidied up the flowers and plants in the yard, pushed his cart out of the gate, and left the yard.

After walking quite a distance, the Peddler suddenly felt a tremor in his heart. He looked back and saw a figure in the yard. The Peddler pushed his cart back into the yard and saw Li Banfeng holding a lighter, burning the ivy on the back wall.

This was the back wall that the Peddler had just painted white, but Li Banfeng had burned a large section of it. The Peddler quickly put out the fire and asked Li Banfeng, "What are you doing here?"

Li Banfeng calmly replied, "Burning down the house." The Peddler asked again, "Why are you burning down my house again?" Li Banfeng countered, "Isn't this a sunset with fiery clouds?"

"I'll make you burn like a cloud!" The Peddler pulled out Feather Duster, Li Banfeng took off running. The two ran around the house once, and Li Banfeng disappeared. The Peddler pushed his cart and jumped off the cloud.

Li Banfeng was sitting in his room in Carefree Dock, lost in thought, when the Peddler rushed in with his Feather Duster, pointing a feather duster at Li Banfeng: "Didn't I tell you not to burn down my house? Why did you go again?"

Li Banfeng seemed to snap out of a daze, shaking his head and saying, "It wasn't me!" "Then what are you holding?"

Li Banfeng looked down and realized he was still holding a lighter in his hand, his thumb fiddling with the flint wheel, trying to light it. He suddenly understood something: what had caused the fire at Carefree Dock earlier.

"This is amazing!" Li Banfeng exclaimed. "I have absolutely no recollection of it!"

"You don't remember? You burned down my house, how are we going to settle this score?" The Peddler picked up Feather Duster and started hitting him.

Li Banfeng, clutching his head, cried out, "Senior brother, put down the Feather Duster! I have something urgent to tell you, and I couldn't find you anywhere, so I resorted to the Cloud Gate Technique." "What do you want with me?"

"I mentioned the boundary issue to you before, and you said it could only be used for two hundred people at a time, so I took care of it." The Peddler put down his Feather Duster and rolled a cigarette for Li Banfeng. "Come on, junior brother, sit down and tell me slowly. Can two hundred people pass through now?" Li Banfeng, with the cigarette in his mouth, said, "Two hundred people are too many. How about one hundred?"

"One hundred people isn't enough..." The Peddler pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

Li Banfeng said, "The New Year is almost here, we should rescue as many as we can." The Peddler looked at Li Banfeng: "So that they can have a good New Year?"

"Yes! Have a good New Year!"

The Peddler muttered, "There's a group of people who might not live past the new year. They're not many, so rescuing them would be appropriate." "How many of them are there?"

"Ten thousand."

"So many?" Li Banfeng could only cross a hundred hidden bridges at most. "If we were to bring out all ten thousand people, wouldn't we have to make a hundred trips?" "A hundred trips?" The Peddler shook his head. "There's no such thing as a free lunch. We'd be lucky to get them out even once."

"Then bring out a hundred people?"

"No, if you're going to bring anything, you have to bring it all."

"How do I bring it?" Li Banfeng didn't understand.

After pondering for a long time, the Peddler said to Li Banfeng, "Brother, go to Sea Eat Ridge and pick up your cart at Third Ridge." "From whom?"

"Find Pan Dehai."

"Okay," Li Banfeng nodded. "I've been to his teahouse; I should be able to find him there."

The Peddler shook his head and said, "Don't go to the teahouse, don't go to his business. Pan Dehai is timid. If you go directly to his door, there are some things he won't dare to do."

Go to Third Ridge and wander around in crowded areas. Hopefully, Pan Dehai can find you directly. If you don't see him after a day, ask around where you can rent an old car. After asking twice, Pan Dehai should come out.

Li Banfeng didn't know what the old car was. "My hidden bridge can only hold a hundred people at most. If you put ten thousand people in the car, it's still ten thousand people, right? The bridge still can't hold them up."

The Peddler considered it for a moment, then seemed quite confident: "I estimate the bridge should be able to hold up, but I don't know if it can cross the boundary at the Three Heads Junction." "Aren't the boundaries at the Three Heads Junction different?"

The Peddler nodded and said, "That's truly different. You go to Third Ridge first to scout out a location, and choose a suitable spot with Lao Pan. Brother, there's one more thing I need to tell you: you're responsible for settling the ten thousand people we've brought out this time."

"That's easy to do. Send them all to Snake Bridge Village in Green Water Bay. There were originally 30,000 there. If you add 10,000, no one will notice." "Then it's settled. I'm going to find my sweetheart!" The Peddler pushed his cart away.

Li Banfeng angrily retorted, "You sent me to Sea Eat Ridge while you went off to have fun with your lover?" The Peddler turned around and said, "I went to my lover to do serious business, nothing as sordid as you think!"

Li Banfeng took the Xindi route to Sea Eat Ridge, which is different from the train route. By train, the first stop is First Ridge, but by the Xindi route, the first stop is Third Ridge. Li Banfeng was very familiar with Third Ridge; when he came to Sea Eat Ridge for disaster relief, Third Ridge was the first place he visited.

The layout of Sea Eat Ridge has remained unchanged: First Ridge is the city, Second Ridge consists of three towns, and Third Ridge comprises dozens of villages of varying sizes.

These villages are very busy now, as the New Year is approaching. Every household is preparing for the New Year, as well as offerings to worship the Seventh Lord. Ever since Li Banfeng controlled the Insect Plague, the custom of worshipping the Seventh Lord in Sea Eat Ridge has been preserved, with different ways of worship in different places.

At the First Ridge, we would light incense and offer a few prayers; it was a token of our goodwill.

Second Ridge is quite different; there must be a proper memorial tablet, proper offerings, and a strict worship procedure. At Third Ridge, there's a special Temple of the Seventh Lord, where the rules for worship are much more numerous.

On the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, people would come to the temple to offer incense, set up a stage, and hire an opera troupe to perform Seven Exits Opera in front of the temple gate. This was called to cheer on the Seventh Lord.

On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, we will come to the temple again to offer incense and invite artists from all walks of life to come and perform storytelling, singing, acrobatics, magic tricks, and other entertainment. The festivities will last from morning till night. This is called welcoming the triumphant return of the Seventh Lord!

Of all the Seventh Lord, the largest is in Pancake Village. From the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month to the 7th day of the first lunar month, the temple fair in Pancake Village is a continuous affair, bustling with activity every day, even more lively than in the city. Li Banfeng stood in the temple and carefully examined the statue of the Seventh Lord.

The statue was dressed in a suit and wore a top hat with a low brim, almost obscuring its face. Li Banfeng found the look somewhat unfamiliar; he hadn't worn a suit in a long time.

A burly man passed by Li Banfeng, glanced at him, and said, "What are you doing? Where did you come from? You don't offer incense or pay your respects. What are you looking at? So rude!" Li Banfeng turned around and recognized the man.

Niu Fuzhi a man of good fortune and ambition.

When Li Banfeng was fighting the Insect Plague in Pancake Village, he stayed at Niu Fuzhi's house. After the Insect Plague was cured, Niu Fuzhi was the first to step forward and help Li Qi repair the temple. Later, when Li Qi went to Bastard Slope, he also saved Niu Fuzhi's nephew, Niu Guangda.

Niu Fuzhi didn't recognize Li Banfeng today, partly because Li Banfeng's attire had changed too much, and partly because the talent of House Cultivator was often overlooked. Li Banfeng shrugged and walked away.

Niu Fuzhi snorted and said, "You're getting upset just because I said a few words to you? You're obviously from out of town. Do you even know where you are? You don't know how to be respectful to Seventh Lord, and you even dare to enter this temple!"

Li Banfeng strolled around Pancake Village for a while and saw Niu Jingchuan selecting seeds. Niu Jingchuan was Farming Cultivator, and he had made a great contribution to Niu Jingchuan Pancake Village's survival during the Insect Plague.

He was selecting seeds. Every year, a bowl of the best seeds had to be carefully chosen as an offering to the Seventh Lord; this was a custom in Pancake Village. Li Banfeng squatted down next to Niu Jingchuan and asked, "Are there any places nearby to rent old cars?"

"Yes! It's just over there at the village entrance." Li Banfeng thanked him and left.

Niu Jingchuan picked a few seeds, then suddenly stood up and looked around for the figure of the person from before. Who was that person?

The voice sounds somewhat familiar.

Li Banfeng walked to the entrance of the village and saw the so-called old car rental place.

The old carts were boxcars, some pulled by horses and some by oxen. They could carry people and goods, and people could even sleep inside. They were a means of transportation for long-distance travel.

Many people hire this type of vehicle when traveling from Third Ridge to First Ridge. When choosing a vehicle, they usually prefer an older Carriage Driver who knows which roads to avoid and which people to dodge. Therefore, this type of van is also known as an "old van".

Li Banfeng walked around the village entrance and saw three old cars waiting for fares. Li Banfeng glanced at them, not choosing the oldest or the strongest, but the one he thought was the most virtuous. He went up to him and asked, "Old Pan, out doing business?"

Pan Dehai looked around. He hadn't expected Li Banfeng to call him "Old Pan" so directly. "Sir, where are you going?" Pan Dehai wanted to continue acting as a rickshaw Carriage Driver.

"Let's take a look around first." Li Banfeng got into the car, and Pan Dehai drove it. After going a short distance, Pan Dehai left a fake person outside to drive while he went into the car himself. "Brother Li Qi, I'm not trying to be mean, but we need to be extra careful this time. If word gets out, it'll be disastrous."

"The Peddler asked me to get a cart from you. Is this the one?" Although Li Banfeng had seen many advanced Work Method, he didn't think this cart could possibly carry ten thousand people. Pan Dehai shook his head and said, "We need the Gluttonous Old Carriage. I'll take you to see it in a bit. I also have something good here; take it first."

Old Pan took out a small statue from his pocket and handed it to Li Banfeng. Li Banfeng glanced at it; the statue was dressed in a suit and wearing a top hat with the brim pulled low—it was the statue of Seventh Lord.

"What does this mean?" Pan Dehai seemed mysterious; he probably didn't intend to give Li Banfeng a decorative item.

Pan Dehai said, "This place contains the vitality of people, the vitality of Seventh Lord. Logically speaking, I should at least keep half of the vitality of people in my territory."

But I am a virtuous person and will not take advantage of you, a junior. Besides, we have such a deep friendship. I will give you all your popularity. These are the words of Pan Dehai.

Is this really Pan Dehai?

Li Banfeng stared at Pan Dehai for a long time. Pan Dehai frowned and said, "If you don't want it, fine. Why would I lie to you?" "Can this thing really retain popularity?" Many people had told Li Banfeng that only Local Earth Seal could retain popularity.

"Whether it's real or fake, you'll know once you try it." Pan Dehai removed a talisman from behind the statue. Li Banfeng could feel the surge of human energy within the statue.

If it gets popular, shut it down immediately to avoid any unforeseen problems.

Li Banfeng placed the small statue on his head, and a steady stream of human energy poured in, taking more than ten minutes to drain it all. Li Banfeng was quite surprised. "There's so much human energy here?"

Pan Dehai nodded: "If we wait until after the New Year, the area will be even more popular. Right now is the time to pay respects to the Seventh Lord." "That shouldn't be the case. Sea Eat Ridge only has a small population, and it's only been two years. How could it be so popular?"

Pan Dehai sighed, "This truly makes me envious. Popularity depends on sincerity, and Sea Eat Ridge's feelings for you are genuine." PS: Where did Pan Dehai learn his methods for building popularity?