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Spring came to the Southern Border, too.

Everyone in the Southern Border knew the Azure Cloud Li Family had done plenty over the winter. The Li Family Ancestor had carried out the Hundred-Day Massacre in the Imperial Capital, and Min Tiange, whom the Southern Border had long been preparing to face, had been suppressed. It was tremendous news.

Yet beneath the good news lay despair as the Blood Moon drew near. Strangely, Azure Cloud Prefecture was especially peaceful. With a great army bearing down and life or death at stake, there was not a trace of panic. People were more relaxed than ever. As some elders put it, "Who knows if we'll be alive tomorrow? Settle what needs settling, then enjoy yourselves. At least you won't have come into this world for nothing."

The taverns of Azure Cloud Prefecture and the wine buried by every household had all been drunk dry.

The Merit Grotto-Heaven was full of drunkards. Li Changan disliked such unrestrained behavior most of all, but he could hardly stop them. "No rules at all," he muttered. "Utterly outrageous."

Then, face flushed red, he drained the jug Li Yaoqing had given him and grinned foolishly. "That's strong."

The people of Azure Cloud Prefecture were thoroughly at ease.

When people from the Eternal Immortal Sect and the Xuanyuan Family arrived at the Azure Cloud Li Family, they were displeased at first. They had been making frantic preparations on the front lines, while the people here seemed not to care about the Spirit Lord coming with the Blood Moon.

Li Yaotie, however, said it was a tactic to confuse the enemy.

Like hell it was.

At any rate, after Xuanyuan Liqun returned, he ate and drank to his heart's content with Old Bear, bellowing only, "The Fire Ancestor spoke the