When Little Nonpoint learned that Meng Chuan wanted him to become Stone Village's young chief, he immediately looked disgusted.
"'Chief' doesn't suit me. Someone as heroic and adorable as me isn't cut out to be chief."
Little Nonpoint held his head high. "Let Grandpa Chief stay chief of Stone Village. He can keep the job forever."
"Heroic Little Nonpoint won't steal Grandpa Chief's position!"
"Go on, then! Go be the young pavilion master!" Meng Chuan said with equal disdain.
"You're always hanging around me. Even if you're not tired of it, I am."
"Hehe." Little Nonpoint gave a sly chuckle, wrapped his arms around Meng Chuan's neck, and rubbed his cheek against Meng Chuan's.
"No way! I still want the Beast Milk Uncle Meng makes!"
Then Little Nonpoint looked at Meng Chuan and said earnestly:
"Heaven Mending Pavilion wants me as its young pavilion master because they're hoping to use me to get some treasure from Willow God's cottage!"
Not far away, Willow God badly wanted to correct him.
That isn't my cottage!
"Hmph! They want Willow God's treasure from me, but I won't fall for it!" Little Nonpoint looked very proud.
Those people thought they could use him because he was only five years old. Hmph, he was smart!
And that isn't my treasure either...
Willow God sank into gloom. Somehow, she had become the mastermind behind it all.
Meng Chuan smiled. Of course he knew exactly what Heaven Mending Pavilion wanted.
They wanted a treasure from the Enchanted Cottage to save their dying Sacrificial Spirit.
Heaven Mending Pavilion of the Desolate Domain had a long and illustrious history. It was famed as a Pure Land of the Primordial Era.
And the guarantee of that Pure Land's peace was its Sacrificial Spirit.
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