The next day, as Daoist Cangsong passed a small plaza, he saw a crowd of Azure Cloud Sect disciples gathered together. Instead of practicing, they were laughing and playing around. His face darkened with anger, and he strode over.
When Daoist Cangsong saw what was happening in the plaza, he drew a deep breath. He needed a moment to calm down.
The hateful Little Fatty was standing in the middle, holding the Red Skull he had snatched the day before in both hands. A short distance away stood more than a dozen wooden stakes, each as thick as a calf. Luo Yunji took a few breaths to gather his strength, then hurled the skull with all his might.
The skull flew for a while, then landed on the ground. It went "rumble, rumble" across the earth before finally knocking down several of the upright stakes. The Azure Cloud Sect disciples watching all around started shouting. It was hard to tell whether they thought the throw was good or terrible.
Daoist Cangsong decided to leave first. He needed a moment to calm down. But he couldn't help thinking that if the evil treasure had a spirit, it must be crying by now!
It definitely had to be crying!
Daoist Cangsong was so stifled he could barely stand it. In the end, he decided to go find Fatty Tian. As it happened, Shuiyue was there too, chatting with Su Ru.
Daoist Cangsong told the three of them what he had just seen.
The astonishment he expected never appeared on their faces. Instead, they all looked as if this was exactly what they had anticipated.
What the heck!
Tian Buyi and the other two were all muttering to themselves. "That Six-Harmony Mirror is powerful, all right! But no matter how powerful it is,