The moonlight was gentle as its hazy yet bright light scattered down. Talking and laughter filled the lakeside, and this as something that they did not experience for two years. The little guy and Qingfeng were incomparably happy and lively here.
“Grandpa Chief, your sickness should be curable now!” The little guy ran over, and his smile was extremely pure. He was happy, because the Little Devil Wine he brought back could cure the village chief’s injury.
If not for the fact that he found the Immortal Spring, Little Devil wine and other heaven defying things, he definitely would have pleaded for the Willow Deity’s help.
The Willow Deity’s goals were probably set rather far, and might even be outside the nine heavens. Even though it was protecting Stone Village right now, that did not mean that it was concerned with the natural lifespans of the villagers. In its eyes, this was not something unusual.
