"Hahaha, Lin Little Six, admit it, I'm better than you."
Shitou was enjoying himself, laughing loudly without restraint.
Suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly.
Realizing the danger, he rushed towards the pagoda, howling like a wolf, and landed on the ninth-story tip before his spiritual power was depleted.
"Hahaha, you're bragging too much, aren't you?"
Lin Jinyang found it amusing and laughed right back without any courtesy.
"You two are mutually mocking each other with your little skills, like the pot calling the kettle black."
Feng Yi flew over from the herb garden, gracefully putting away his flying sword and landing steadily on the ground.
"Feng Yi, what's for lunch? Let's go hunting."
Lin Jinyang's eyes lit up when he saw Feng Yi, instantly forgetting about Shitou's showing off.
"Yixuan already took Brother Meng to do that."
Feng Yi took out a bow and arrow from his storage bag, pulled the bowstring to its limit, and aimed at the pagoda's tip.
