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"": "During his fight with Yuan Tianshu, Luo Bin had been left with no choice but to destroy the Primordial White Flower Lantern and the Purple Flower Lantern.
Those two ritual artifacts had been the most powerful things he carried, and the most straightforward to use.
When he left the Cabinet Mountain range, Luo Bin had thought about finding a chance to remake the two lanterns. But the matters before him had been too urgent. With everything that needed arranging, he simply had no time to visit Cloudmist Mountain or the Three Southern Mountains in Southern Jiangxi.
Yet through a strange twist of fate... he was now in the Three Southern Mountains!
Although Heaven disliked him and thwarted him at every turn, was fate growing ever more favorable toward him?
Closing the door behind him, Luo Bin turned back and entered the main hall again. Only then did he notice that the old man's Grand Master's Chair had been moved back behind the table. The other arrangements had been cleared away, restoring the room to how it had looked when he first arrived.
Mao Yousan sat in the chair to the right of the table, toying with the Divine Firmament Five Thunder Pestle.
"It was obviously the City God Temple delivering an invitation. Year after year, they never miss a single one."
"Normally, this year's invitation should arrive a day from now. Then, another day later, the Yin Realm procession would begin. If we'd already left, that would be that. But this year, they've delivered it a day early. Once the invitation reaches our hands, we have to go." Mao Yousan glanced at the old man's corpse. "The old fellow made that rule. Now that we're back, we have to follow it."
Luo Bin let out