Tang Xiaoling held a stick in one hand and rubbed her chin with the other, looking like a detective as she muttered to herself:
"Looks like those four spots Daddy marked are all places where fragments are buried."
"Will this thing look pretty once it's put together?"
Tang Xiaoling frowned at the red iron rod in her hand, its paint already peeling in places.
Beside her, Tiantian couldn't help rolling its eyes.
My little darling, aren't you focusing on the wrong thing?
This is a Divine Artifact! Who cares whether it's pretty?
Your daddy went all the way to the West and fought that old man of space and time just to get you this gift.
He even snapped the old man's walking stick before snatching this Divine Artifact for you.
That old man is still wrapped in bandages, discussing with his colleagues how to extort compensation from the Ghost Emperor!
Of course, Tiantian couldn't tell Tang Xiaoling any of that.
Now that they had collected the Divine Artifact fragment, there was no reason to linger.
"Stop playing dead! Hurry up and dispel your resentment yourself so the princess can clear this place!"
Tiantian glared at Fierce Spirit's corpse, clearly blaming her for not knowing better.
At Tiantian's command, the corpse that had been playing dead shuddered.
Then she sprang to her feet with a kip-up.
At the same moment, Fierce Spirit's soul emerged from the wall and swiftly returned to her body.
Once the two merged, the badly rotted corpse instantly returned to its original appearance.
Fierce Spirit's movements caught Tang Xiaoling's attention, and she immediately looked up.
She discovered that the doll had turned into a little girl of seven or eight.
"Huh? Where did this big sister suddenly come from?"
Tang Xiaoling stared at her curiously with