Little Nonpoint told everyone what he had seen and heard, and everything he had been through.
Of course, since the story came from Little Nonpoint himself, he naturally polished it from his own point of view.
For instance, Little Nonpoint had battled Fat Woman and crushed her with overwhelming force.
Before Little Nonpoint had even entered Heaven Mending Pavilion, legends about him had already spread there.
Then there was how Little Nonpoint had ridden a thousand miles alone and seized the Fortune of Hundred Broken Mountain in a fury.
And how Little Nonpoint had charged seven times in and out among Venerables, invincible wherever he went.
There was also how Little Nonpoint had used a clever plan to save the Sacrificial Spirit and keep Heaven Mending Pavilion's sky from falling.
In Little Nonpoint's telling, he was a great Hero, and the whole world revolved around him.
Beauties threw themselves into his arms, Heavenly Prodigies bowed at his feet, and treasures rushed to land in his lap.
He had worked in every scene from the stories Meng Chuan had once told him.
At last, Meng Chuan could bear no more. He took out a pill and stuffed it into Little Nonpoint's mouth. Little Nonpoint's eyes lit up, and he immediately started munching.
It was Beast Milk flavored.
Eating a milk pill didn't count as drinking Beast Milk!
But that was fine. Little Nonpoint had said everything he needed to say, and everyone in the Village now knew what his past year had been like.
It had certainly been exciting, but it had also been full of danger.
"I never imagined Heaven Mending Pavilion's Sacrificial Spirit really was a Deity like Willow God."
Shi Yunfeng sighed. Still less had he imagined that such a radiant Pure Land of the Primordial Era, revered