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It was late at night on the border of Xiqi.

A dark and windy night is the perfect time to stir up trouble.

A furtive figure appeared on the hilltop. The man was wearing a large Taoist robe, but even the wide robe couldn't hide his large, gleaming bald head under the moonlight.

He was none other than Taiyi Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

Taiyi Zhenren is suffering now.

Several months have passed since Lin Yang burned my hair and eyebrows, and not a single hair has grown back. That brat Lin Xuan's fire was too toxic; it directly damaged the hair follicles... no, it damaged the very source of my hair.

Forced by his master to come down the mountain this time, he deliberately chose to do it late at night and even wore a hat, afraid of being recognized.

"Damn Lin Xuan, damn the Jie Sect!" Taiyi Zhenren cursed as he pulled a golden cloth bag from his robes. "My master told me to use the 'Scattering Beans to Create Soldiers' technique to gather some troops for Xiqi. As long as I don't show myself, we won't be attacked."

He opened the bag, which was filled with golden beans. These were no ordinary soybeans; they were spirit beans he had grown on the back mountain of Jade Void Palace, each one containing the power of a Golden Immortal's strike.

"go!"

With a wave of his hand, Taiyi Zhenren scattered handfuls of golden beans like rain across the valley.

"Change!"

He made a hand seal.

As soon as the golden beans hit the ground, a puff of blue smoke rose instantly. One by one, soldiers clad in golden armor and wielding spears emerged from the smoke.

In the blink of an eye, the valley was filled with tens of thousands of golden-armored soldiers. The sight was indeed quite intimidating.

"Hmph, with this surprise force, Xiqi's troop strength problem is solved." Master Taiyi looked at his masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction. "As long as I don't run into those little devils..."

Before he could finish speaking, Master Taiyi suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

A feeling of being targeted by a top predator arises spontaneously.

"Who goes there?!" Master Taiyi turned around abruptly.

A chubby little boy emerged from the bushes not far away. This chubby little boy had a chubby face, with two small dragon horns on his head that had not yet grown out, and a tail trailing behind him.

It was Lin Xuan's fourth son, Lin Long.

Lin Long was rubbing his sleepy eyes, clearly having just woken up.

"It smells so good..." Lin Long sniffed, his gaze instantly locking onto the golden-armored soldiers in the valley. "This is... the smell of beans? The crunchy kind?"

When Taiyi Zhenren saw that it was a child, he was about to get angry, but when he looked closely at the dragon horns and tail, his heart skipped a beat.

This look...this aura...

Isn't this Lin Xuan's son who specializes in consuming magical artifacts?!

"No...don't come any closer!" Taiyi Zhenren instinctively covered his bald head (his hat had just fallen off in fright).

Lin Long completely ignored him. The child's eyes were now only on those golden "snacks".

"Wow! So many beans!" Lin Long cheered and jumped off the hilltop.

He opened his mouth in mid-air.

"Awooo—!"

This shout carried the imposing aura of the First Emperor.

The newly formed golden-armored soldiers in the valley, who were originally mindless puppets, trembled in unison at the sound of the dragon's roar.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying suction force came from Lin Long's mouth.

"Snap! Snap!"

The once majestic golden-armored soldiers instantly reverted to their original form—golden beans—in the face of this suction force.

Then, as if summoned, these thousands upon thousands of golden beans lined up and flew into Lin Long's mouth.

"No! Those are my beans! Those are my soldiers!" Taiyi Zhenren cried out from the mountaintop.

But he didn't dare go down to snatch it. He was joking; this kid could even bite a hole in the Heaven-Turning Seal, so for someone of his build, going down would probably just be a matter of getting an extra meal.

Lin Long was having a wonderful time eating there.

"Crunch, crunch!"

The crisp sound of chewing carried far into the quiet night.

"Hmm, these beans are a bit hard, but very chewy," Lin Long commented as he ate. "Much better than that bald uncle's shield (Nine Dragons Divine Fire Shield) from last time."

Upon hearing this, Taiyi Zhenren felt as if an arrow had pierced his heart.

That's my Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover!

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all the golden-armored soldiers in the valley were devoured by Lin Long.

Lin Long patted his round little belly and let out a burp.

"belch--!"

A burst of golden essence shot out from his mouth, shattering a large rock opposite him.

"I'm full." Lin Long wiped his mouth with satisfaction, then looked up at Taiyi Zhenren on the mountaintop.

Those innocent, wide eyes gleamed with a chilling hunger.

"Um... Uncle Baldy, do you still have DouDou?" Lin Long asked in a childish voice.

Taiyi Zhenren's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

"It's...it's gone! It's really gone!"

After saying that, Taiyi Zhenren transformed into a golden light and scrambled towards Kunlun Mountain.

This is terrifying! This place is terrifying!

Master, I quit! I'm going back to the mountain to go into seclusion! Let whoever wants to save Xiqi save it, I'm not saving it!

Lin Long watched Taiyi Zhenren's departing figure and curled his lip.

"You stingy person."

He wagged his tail, turned around, and went back to the Pangu Palace to find his mother.