Chapter 1550 - 1092: You’re Poisonous!

Chapter 1550: Chapter 1092: You’re Poisonous!

"Crunch crunch!"

"Rumble rumble~"

The workshop was accelerating, and each exquisite building was bustling inside.

Processing, harvesting, re-processing, never stopping for a moment, occasionally a character appears randomly. According to the explosion rate, roughly fifteen characters are required to produce a scratch card.

Jiang Yuan decided not to scratch immediately after getting them; he wanted to save them up and distribute the benefits randomly during the evening’s celebration when preparing for the New Year’s party. He felt the effect would be better!

The stage was set up by cultivators responsible for the scene building;

The audience seats were ready; plates of spirit fruit were also placed on the tables;

After the wilderness descended, the sky darkened, and invited guests began to arrive one after another.

Miss Chan Yu, wearing glasses, saw the grand scene and her courage, which she had painstakingly built up, shrank back again. She sat silently in the corner, not daring to speak;

Du Li’s demon pet, the Iron-Headed Lion, had been sulking for a long time after embarrassing itself last time. Participating in a bigger event again, it didn’t dare to show off and sat curled up in the corner, where it saw the round and shy Miss Chan Yu.

"Are you alone too?" it cautiously asked, afraid of encountering another high-powered individual, "How about we keep each other company?"

Miss Chan Yu looked up and saw a cute little lion and replied softly, "Elder Bai arranged for me to sit in the front row. Except for Mr. Jiang, I don’t know anyone else!

Moreover, I heard they are Sect Leaders and Elders from the Ancient Ten Great Sects, and City Lords, all significant figures.

I’m terrified and want to tell Elder Bai and ask for a place change, but he’s too busy and I worry that changing seats rashly will cause him trouble. So, I dare not go over and sit, and can only stay here... for a while."

As for rubbing her fingers quietly in the corner, she didn’t know what for, just restless and embarrassed to speak.

"Front row seat?!" The Iron-Headed Lion thought, confirming she was indeed a big shot. Thank goodness it didn’t foolishly flaunt its power again. It also lowered its voice admiringly, "Sitting at the front with Mr. Jiang is a huge honor! I dream of it, but I am not qualified. Rank-wise, I’m probably going to sit at the kids’ table again."

Indeed, it’s a great honor. Miss Chan Yu knew Elder Bai arranged it to elevate her, but lacking the virtue for the position made her uneasy.

"What’s wrong with the kids’ table?" She thought she would prefer it, hiding unnoticed in a corner felt safer. Otherwise, among the big shots, her being poisonous might be discovered!

Once everyone knew she was full of poison... that would be too terrifying!

The Iron-Headed Lion curled its lips, not answering, then turned to see Little Rabbit Demon Feng Ling bouncing along, and greeted, "Hey! Kid!"

Then turned to Chan Yu, "She’s from the kids’ table."

"I’m not at the kids’ table this time." Feng Ling skipped over, shaking her long ears, laughing, "This time I’m sitting in the front row with Master!"

Iron-Headed Lion was immediately silenced, remembering its ineffectual master could only sigh.

Miss Chan Yu asked softly, "Are you nervous sitting in the front row?"

"What’s there to be nervous about? Mr. Jiang is really nice, I can’t wait to be closer to him!" Feng Ling laughed, "Besides, the ones sitting at the front are all really close friends of Mr. Jiang, everyone is very kind."

Upon hearing the latter part, Miss Chan Yu’s face turned crimson.

She never expected that the friend she mustered the courage to make back then, despite having so many close friends, still considered her to be "especially close."

"By the way!" Iron-Headed Lion gossiped, "Everywhere above the wilderness is migrating, the commotion is huge. Your Cloud City must be moving too, right? Tsk tsk, what a pity, you were taken as a disciple by City Lord Yuan to be groomed as a future City Lord. Now with this uproar, there’s no city left, how can there be a City Lord anymore?"

Feng Ling shook her rabbit ears and laughed, "Not a pity at all. Cloud City was bound to migrate eventually, Mr. Jiang already found an excellent place in the New World. Demon cultivators willing to go can move there after verification.

But Master will move to the courtyard to live, and I’ll tag along with Master to live there.

Cloud City is now preparing to accommodate Haoyue Sect. They promised to look after the underground city well, but currently, there’s no suitable manager among the Human Race cultivators. So they agreed with my Master that I will station at the underground city until a Human Race cultivator can take over."

The Iron-Headed Lion was insanely envious; look at her—her bright future is completely arranged.

As for itself, its master is overly busy all day long, hasn’t named it yet.

Relating to migration, Miss Chan Yu was also worried.

Mist Barrier Swamp managed to live well by relying on Mr. Jiang to sell various toxins. But now that good days are short-lived and migration is on the horizon, the future is bleak, causing anxiety.

Just then, Time Pavilion shimmered, and Hu Zhile and Yun Mo were teleported out.

"Phew! Finally back, several times I thought I wouldn’t make it alive..." Yun Mo, seeing the familiar little courtyard, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, the tension in his heart subsided. But before finishing his sentence, the sky erupted with rolling clouds and intertwining thunder and lightning, clearly indicating both their Thunder Tribulations had arrived simultaneously!

Hu Zhile clenched the colorful ribbons, battle intent burning, "All those unknown years spent in the Time Pavilion were not wasted. At harvest time, let’s see to what realm Mr. Jiang’s bestowed training can elevate us."

They were originally among the foundational members—back when arriving, the highest realm in the thatched hut courtyard belonged to Elder Bai; Wan Mingchuan was merely a fledgling just starting his cultivation journey.