On that point, he pestered Wen Xu-Xu with a Communication Talisman and soon got his hands on a suitable formation diagram.
Using the formation as a guide, along with his Water-Fire Art, he guaranteed that the finished fireworks would be ten thousand times prettier than those in Baigu City. But nine hundred and ninety-nine bursts were too much of a test of his imagination. This... writing to a prompt was just too hard.
After scratching his head over it for half a month, Bian Chunchou finally kicked open the door in frustration and decided to head down the mountain to check the accounts and look for inspiration, while picking up more materials for the fireworks.
Then he discovered something: the people down the mountain had been feasting on something this good, and nobody had told him?!
Ahhh, isn't this exactly the material I've been dreaming of? I've got this, I've definitely got this! My imagination alone was never going to be enough. Everyone's shared admiration is the sharpest blade of all.
Holding the jade-slip storybook, Bian Chunchou felt terrifyingly powerful.
Chapter 191: Excuse
"Little Wen Xu, this Tower Spirit truly misjudged you!"
Wen Xu accepted every tearful accusation from Her Majesty Zhaoxia. After all, one look at the dark circles beneath her eyes told him what his master had... Ahem. As a disciple, how could he speak ill of his master?
Not even silently, in his own head.
"You just stood there and watched your master... do that to me! Doesn't your conscience hurt?" Boo-hoo. Once she saw Jun again, she would complain every single day until Jun drew her sword and took the field for her.
Wen Xu felt he ought to say a word in his own defense. "Senior, I cannot see, so I wasn't exactly watching."
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