Fortunately, the Rogue Cultivator Alliance had plenty of capable people. In less than a day, they had made enough fireworks. Once the fuses were lit, the fireworks could cover all of Baigu City and last for seven times seven, forty-nine bursts. With the wind moving through the air, everyone in the city would surely be brushed by the fragrance-dispersing powder.
Ah, he really was an utterly ordinary little genius.
"Fireworks? Chunchou truly is clever."
"Hehe, it's nothing much. Everything's ready. Wen Xu-Xu, when do you think would be the best time to set them off?" Bian Chunchou looked up at the sky. Night was about to fall.
"Better to act today than wait for another day. Tonight."
Bian Chunchou did not suspect anything and immediately said, "No problem. It isn't raining tonight, perfect weather for fireworks. I even made some patterns—they'll definitely catch people's eyes and draw all the city's residents out to watch. Oh, right, you went to the Wei Household Immortal Shrine today too. Do you want to..."
"No need. If I got rid of this lingering fragrance on me, wouldn't that be..."
Wen Xu did not continue. He only said, "Today, I not only visited the Wei Household Immortal Shrine, but also paid a visit to the Wei Household."
"Huh? Are you all right? Did they..."
"Take a look at this."
Wen Xu handed over the borrowed painting scroll. Sure enough, Chunchou's scream rang out moments later. "Aah, aah, aah! It looks like... the person in this painting is actually an ancestor of the Wei Household? Fuck, the more I think about it, the more terrifying it gets!"
"My brain isn't enough for this. Could he really be—" Bian Chunchou could not help clawing at his hair. "Then didn't he deliberately seek us out? Who... exactly is