I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

"What do you mean... It wasn't intentional." The white-haired, red-horned dragon girl came in aggressively, but was choked by Li Lin's counterattack, and even her intention to question him vanished.

She was still wearing that simple dress, but the edges of the collar were still burning with golden-red flames, like a phantom or a patch of color. Cloud patterns flickered on the hem of her dress, and suspicious bloodstains dripped down little by little.

"Well, I went to fight in the war... so sorry, hehe."

252 I can't think of a name again!

"Did you win?"

Li Lin's focus is always so unconventional.

"How could we possibly lose?" Nian seemed quite smug.

A bloody disaster that was about to occur was nipped in the bud by Li Lin's wit.

"Hello, I am Zhang Qiu, Professor's student." Zhang Qiu, who is good at reading people, naturally would not ignore Nian's presence. Their hands touched briefly and then separated, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

"Let's play mahjong sometime." Nian's approach to making friends was even simpler and more direct. He turned to Raiden Shin, "Are you also an immortal?"

“I used to be.” Raiden felt even more inferior. He used to think he could be Li Lin’s personal grandfather, but now he found that there were practically a bunch of grandfathers around Li Lin.

Compared to the renowned and favored Nian, Raiden was clearly the kind of person who wasn't valued much.

"So where exactly did you go to fight?" Talulah's voice came from the side. Nian was very excited; finally, someone had asked this question.

"You know how it is, many Casting Masters think my craftsmanship is quite good..."

Li Lin, standing to the side, said sarcastically, "And you're still separated by Verne?"

"I guess you mean Versailles...?" Nian asked疑惑地, "Isn't Verne a novelist?"

Li Lin cursed inwardly, "Damn it! If I hadn't been blinded by the grand scheme of things, would I still be unable to remember Verdun?"

He didn't realize that he had misremembered.

Verdun was a battlefield.

With Master Li's statement, Nian's remarks were no longer so shocking. In essence, it was that Sichen Lion Craftsman had summoned the immortals and those with names to wage war against the colonel in Sichen.

As a long-lived being blessed by the Lion Craftsman and also a dragon, he represented the White Sun Forge lineage in the war.

Lionsmith was once the Colonel's apprentice. They shared a common bloodline, and many people believed that they might have been father and son. However, Lionsmith eventually betrayed the Colonel and became the Golden General who protected the Shadowless Empire. In the end, he also ascended to Mansor and became the Colonel's eternal enemy.

The Lionsmith upheld a teaching of the daytime forge: a craftsman can only achieve the highest level of mastery by destroying his most cherished tools. This ritual is still practiced today by forging apprentices who create legendary artifacts by hand and then forge them into their own bodies.

Therefore, Bai Ri Zhu Furnace's role is not honorable either. Chi Bei is the one who makes fun in the open, while Bai Ri Zhu Furnace is the one who makes fun in the dark. There are hardly any decent people in the entire Man Su.

"The war between the Hours will be reflected in the waking world, presenting various forms of resistance, of which war is only one."

As an immortal of the White Sun Forge lineage, although she was invited to fight, she was not subject to the same strict orders as the two Eternal Soldiers under the command of Blade Minister Si Chen. She was more free, so she simply reported to her superiors and hurriedly withdrew from the battlefield.

"Actually, what I was originally good at was just a very practical skill, but I'm too easily influenced by the status quo." Nian snapped open a folding fan that appeared out of nowhere and chuckled, "Before I knew it, I became a blacksmith who forges weapons, haha."

"Back in Terra, I was always afraid of overexerting myself and causing danger. But now it's different. It's good to stretch my muscles occasionally."

Nian hooked her tail around Li Lin's: "By the way, when are you going to help me make a movie?"

Master Li thought to himself, "I've seen countless films, whatever position you want, I can do it, hehehehe."

Miss Nian looked Li Lin up and down, then reached out and pinched his arm: "Wow, you're all muscle, young man."

Li Lin was terrified: "Speak properly, don't be so gay."

After some playful fighting, Li Lin reluctantly agreed to help Nian make a movie once he settled down. In addition, Talulah also put forward a proposal.

"There will definitely be new people coming, so shouldn't this place be renovated?"

Talulah stared at the collapsed temple. "To be honest, I've always been quite curious about what was going on inside this temple."

Li Lin laughed three times: "Very well, then let the first floor be a pool of wine, the second floor a forest of meat, and let women chase each other naked there for a long night of drinking. The third floor will be a jade terrace and a palace of jade, my solitary dwelling. What do you all think?"

Unfortunately, those present either couldn't understand what he was saying or were already used to Li Lin's style, leaving King Zhou of Li with no opportunity to use his abilities.

Only Nian joined him in his madness: "You tyrant!"

The history in Mansu is all-encompassing, and now it can basically connect well with the Li Lin storyline.

“Next time, next time we’ll be better prepared to explore.” Talulah sighed and began to take charge. “That’s all for now? Meeting adjourned.”

......

As the night deepened, a writhing mass of darkness crept in from beneath the fluttering curtains, rapidly approaching the person lying nearby with terrifying speed.

With a tremor in the darkness, a gaping maw gradually opened from its surface, seemingly about to devour the head of the lying object.

Li Lin, fast asleep, had no suspicions and casually rolled over, pinning down the gray cat that was about to bite his head.

"Meow meow!"

The gray cat cried out in pain, but Mr. Li, who was sleeping soundly, only felt that the pillow had become even softer, which was truly remarkable.

After struggling for a while, the gray cat finally managed to crawl out from under Li Lin. Just as it was about to sneak away, a black hand grabbed the back of its neck.

Li Lin, carrying the fat cat that had courted its own death, looked left and right in confusion: How did this guy come over here on his own?

"Meow meow".

The gray cat stretched out its short legs, opened its mouth wide, and let out a shrill howl.

Li Lin was so frightened that he stuffed it into the blanket, but it was too late. The exiles who were sleeping lightly in another tent had already been awakened and were walking towards Li Lin.

“I’m going to bed on time, be a good boy,” Li Lin said to the exile.

"Where's the cat?"

"I don't know, maybe Jerry messed with me (feeling guilty)." Li Lin lied through his teeth.

It would have been even better if he hadn't hunched over in his blanket and hadn't uttered the words "feeling guilty."

“Give it to me.” The exile sighed. “I’ve figured out where this cat came from.”

"Eh--"

Li Lin voiced her dissatisfaction, but unfortunately, this gray cat seemed to have extraordinary significance for the exiles. She picked up the gray fur ball by its tail and held it upside down.

"This is an excited and energetic gray cat. What comes to mind?"

"Change it!" Li Lin started talking nonsense. "If I were to name it, I would call it Vanilla Orchid."

“Following it, we can get out of this field sheltered by cypress and cypress trees.”

The exile said, “We were wrong last night. Although these cats are creations of the Lionsmith, they are more closely related to the silk in the Lionsmith.”

253

Of the thirty extant deities, Sinnah is ranked third, and his honorific titles are God of Understanding, God of Understanding Doubt, and God of the Ununderstood.

He is also known as Black Flax or Mole, the former because He dislikes radiance and His answer to any question about radiance is always negative.

The latter is purely due to the appearance of the Silkworm—the immortals who belong to the Silkworm would say that the most common image of the Silkworm is a huge star-nosed mole.

He has a named being called Old Man Cat, a renowned being who appears to be a silent cat-like creature with extremely dull fur. Thus, the cat is not only closely associated with the Lionmaker, but also with silk.

But what does this have to do with him? Li Lin looked around in confusion and noticed that his surroundings had undergone some subtle changes.

For example, the surrounding sky was darkening, somewhere between dawn and dusk; the howling wind flowed through the dense black trees, seemingly mixed with the flapping of wings of winged creatures; and in the black jungle, a crescent moon hung silently, looking as if it might sprout eyes and a mouth at any moment.

"woodland?"

Master Li took a deep breath of carbon dioxide, remembering the grand scene of himself pointing out various forest deities in the woodland.

"The woodland doesn't belong to Mansu, but it's not exactly good land for the liquidators either. All the liquidators have signed contracts with Xindan, and they can never enter Mansu for life. The woodland is slightly better, but not by much."

The exile silently bit his fingernails. "I miscalculated. I didn't expect this wasteland to be eroded by the woodland."

Apart from a few prominent landmarks, there are no definite directions in the woodland; only by using the correct methods can one find a way out.

“That’s the problem.” The exile’s face showed no impatience. “You can use a moth, an aura, or a lamp—but moths are easily assimilated by the woodland, lamps are easily attacked by winged creatures that roam the woodland, and while the aura doesn’t have either of these problems, it has more demanding requirements for the user.”

"any request?"

Li Lin paused, his pupils contracted slightly, and his voice grew louder: "You don't mean for me to insult the Forest Gods, do you?"

The exiles couldn't help but glance at it.

"No, that's not true." Even the well-informed Snyder had to admire Li Lin's wildly imaginative thinking, which was completely unrelated to the facts.

"Just like getting bitten on the heel by a snake to enter the woods, you have to leave wounds on yourself and create enough of an inspirational effect. Scars are the answer."

"I think that's biased," Master Li vehemently denied. "What do you think would happen if we used fire?"

"The answer is not good, and we must act quickly." The exile got up and packed his belongings, quickly stuffing them into his suitcase. "The erosion of the woodland has intensified."

As they argued, the dark gray forest gradually spread into the distance, the pale gray moonlight cast a dim light on the bushes in the woodland, the phantoms of winged creatures flashed by in the distance, and the wind grew stronger.

The boundaries of the present world are sometimes exceptionally fragile, as they can be eroded by woodlands, but this is limited to areas where civilized activity is sparse.

The woodland is the irrational and chaotic primordial darkness of the universe, while the waking world, symbolizing reason and the achievements of civilization, is naturally opposed to it.

"Just a dozen minutes ago I was playing with my cat, and now you're telling me I've suddenly fallen into the woods... Honestly, I think this plot development is a bit abrupt."

“It’s not abrupt.” The exile put a leash around the cat’s neck, apparently intending to walk it. “Most accidental deaths happen without anyone knowing it.”

"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant."