Late at night.
In Small Mountain Village.
The feast was nearly over, and everyone was feeling quite stuffed.
Everyone sat gathered together, chatting around the fire.
Fish, whole roasted deer, and other delicacies were roasting over the bonfire, filling the air with an enticing aroma.
"Come on, I'll take you all to set off fireworks."
Li Fan spoke up. Back then, under the system's guidance, he had learned how to make fireworks as well, so he had prepared quite a few before the festival. After all, celebrating the New Year really required a bit of atmosphere.
At that, the disciples grew extremely excited.
"Fireworks!"
"I heard fireworks are beautiful!"
Li Fan smiled and distributed the fireworks among them.
"Li Fan, how do I set this off?"
Yunxi asked in confusion.
Li Fan went over to teach her.
"Hold the bottom, then light the fuse on top. That's all."
He gently took Yunxi's hand.
"There'll be some recoil, so hold it steady."
Then he lit the fuse.
At once, a beam of light shot into the sky, blossoming into dazzling radiance overhead.
Boom!
The night sky was illuminated, as though flames had been kindled in the darkness—gorgeous and varied, fleeting yet beautiful.
"So beautiful!"
"I want to set one off too!"
The disciples were all extremely excited.
In an instant, one firework after another soared into the sky, vying for splendor beneath the deep night vault and blooming into beautiful flowers.
Nearby, however, a group of lunatics were staring in stunned silence.
"The Great Dao blossoming... This is clearly the ultimate flower of the Martial Dao!"
Luo Xingchen spoke in shock. From the blossoming fireworks, he seemed to have grasped the trajectory of the Sword Dao's movement.
"Nonsense... This is clearly the Way of Painting..."
Murong Wanci's beautiful eyes were filled