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The Old Man of the South Pole, seeing the chubby boy rushing towards him, instinctively wanted to use magic to retaliate.

But he forgot that his magic was now sealed.

"Ouch!"

Lin Long crashed into his arms like a cannonball, knocking him flat on his backside.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Long opened his mouth wide and "crunch" bit into the Panlong Staff.

That dragon-coiled staff is a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure! It's incredibly hard!

But compared to Lin Long's teeth, which could drink even saintly poison like a beverage, it was no different from a crispy egg roll.

"Click, click..."

The Old Man of the South Pole watched helplessly as this mischievous child bit off a section of his beloved walking stick in just a few bites.

"My cane! My old back!"

The Old Man of the South Pole trembled with heartache. This walking stick had been with him for tens of thousands of years; it was a symbol of his status!

"Shut up! Shut up now!"

He tried to push Lin Long, but Lin Yang bound his hands and feet with a fire rope.

"Behave yourself!" Lin Yang threatened, playing with a ball of chaotic true fire in his hand. "If you move again, I'll burn off the rest of your eyebrows!"

The Antarctic Immortal froze instantly.

He could tell that this fire was no ordinary fire; it was the Chaos True Fire, capable of burning even the soul! What on earth did these kids eat to grow up like this? How could they all be so monstrous?

At this moment, Lin Tian walked over.

He circled the Antarctic Immortal twice, his gaze finally settling on the longevity peach that the Antarctic Immortal hadn't yet taken out of his arms.

That was a variant of the innate Ren water peach. Although it was not as good as the original, it still contained enormous vitality and was the trump card that the Antarctic Immortal used to save his life.

"These peaches are good."

Lin Tian reached out to take it.

"No! This can't be given away!" The Antarctic Immortal cried out anxiously, clutching the peach tightly. "This is something I'm taking back to my master... no, this is my lifeblood!"

"Your manhood?" Lin Tian laughed. "Then you should definitely take it. Anyway, at your age, your manhood is useless to you."

After saying that, Lin Tian didn't hold back and directly raised the brick in his hand.

"Old man, are you going to hand it over yourself, or should I help you?"

The Old Man of the South Pole looked at the golden brick, which faintly emitted a golden light of merit and a chilling pressure.

That's the aura of the Heaven-Turning Seal!

Although it's a replica, it's incredibly powerful in Lin Tian's hands.

"I...I am a disciple of the saint! You cannot..."

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Lin Tian ignored his nonsense and slammed a brick into the back of the Antarctic Immortal's head.

The movements are skillful and the force is precise.

It can knock someone unconscious without killing them.

The Antarctic Immortal rolled his eyes, and before he could even utter a harsh word, he collapsed limply to the ground.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Lin Tian put away the brick, picked up the longevity peach, and wiped it on his clothes.

"Mmm, it smells delicious. I'll take it back to my mother."

At this moment, Lin Long had chewed the dragon-patterned staff down to just the handle, and let out a burp: "This wood is a bit old, it gets stuck in my teeth."

Lin Ling'er, watching from the side, felt a pang of pity: "Big brother, aren't we going too far? He's an old man, after all."

"Ling'er, you're just too soft-hearted," Lin Tian admonished. "Your father said that mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. This old man is here to cause trouble. If we let him in, who knows what he'll do to our family."

"So what do we do now?" Lin Yue asked coldly, "Have we buried it?"

"Burying him would be a waste of soil." Lin Tian thought for a moment, "Let's throw him back. Let the Primordial Celestial Venerable see what happens to those who come looking for trouble."

So the five children worked together to lift up the unconscious, bald, and charred old man from the South Pole, who was only wearing a bib.

"One, two, three! Let's go!"

All five of them exerted their strength at the same time and kicked hard.

"Whoosh—!"

Like a black shooting star, the Antarctic Immortal streaked across the sky and flew straight toward the Kunlun Mountains.

……

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun was anxiously awaiting news.

Logically speaking, the Antarctic Immortal should have made some progress after being gone for so long.

Just then, a whooshing sound suddenly came from the horizon.

When Yuanshi Tianzun looked up, he saw a dark object hurtling towards the main hall of Yuxu Palace.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

With a wave of his sleeve, the Primordial Celestial Venerable sent a gentle burst of magical power to support the object.

When the thing landed, Yuanshi Tianzun stared at it and was completely dumbfounded.

What... what is this thing?

He was dark-skinned, bald, and smelled of burning. He was clutching a half-eaten wooden handle tightly in his hand.

If it weren't for the familiar scent of the bellyband, Yuanshi Tianzun would have almost thought it was some kind of coal spirit.

"South...Antarctica?"

Yuanshi Tianzun tentatively called out.

The "coal spirit" on the ground stirred and let out a weak groan: "Peach...my peach..."

Yuanshi Tianzun felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and almost lost his balance.

His eldest disciple!

The True Immortal of the Chan Sect!

How could someone have made it into this mess?!

"Lin Xuan!!!"

On this day, the roar of the Kunlun Mountains was louder than ever before.

But at this time, the Pangu Palace presented a completely different scene.

Lin Tian returned triumphantly with his younger siblings, piling their spoils on the table.

"Dad! It's done!" Lin Tian said triumphantly. "We've sent that old man back to his hometown. This is our spoils, a gift for you!"

Looking at the longevity peach and the half-section of the dragon-carved staff handle, Lin Xuan couldn't help but rub Lin Tian's head.

"Well done."

"But next time, remember not to blow up all their clothes; leave them some dignity."

"Okay, Dad! Next time, leave him his underwear!"