Mu Youqing took fifty rings from Zhao Hui and gave ten to each of the little treasures.
Xuanyou raised her little hand and said:
"Little Aunt, can I go first?"
Seeing the eager look on the little girl's face, Mu Youqing nodded fondly.
"Of course you can!"
Xuanzhu, Xuanxi, and Xuanhan lovingly cheered Xuanyou on. "Go, little sister!"
The people present did not hurry away either. They all wanted to see what kind of performance the four adorable porcelain-doll-like girls would put on.
Xuanyou raised her head and looked at the farthest stone, her big eyes revealing a serious expression.
The stone was black and had several hundred edges and corners.
Upon closer inspection, one could see a slight gap between it and the ground, as though it were floating in midair.
Most astonishing of all—
As the stone slowly rotated, its edges and corners changed every moment, continuously flickering with a faint black glow and carrying a rather mysterious air.
Xuanyou looked at the ring in her hand and felt that if she wanted to loop it around the stone, the ring could not strike any of its corners when it landed.
In other words, she could only throw the ring over it once the stone rotated to reveal a rounded section.
With that in mind, the little girl focused and held her breath, throwing the ring the moment she spotted an opening.
Whoosh~
The ring landed crookedly on the stone and was immediately bounced away.
"Ah~"
Xuanyou cried out helplessly, "A bad start right out of the gate!"
The little girl felt that she had aimed very accurately. Who would have thought she would miss by a thousand miles, unable to loop the ring around the stone at all?
Someone beside her said:
"This stone is extremely difficult