That night, in the Mountain God Temple of Feilai Peak.
"That kid is at it again, promising all sorts of nonsense in my name."
As usual, upon sending her consciousness to the shrine in Li Family Village, Xiluo immediately heard the old village chief's relentless complaints.
For Xiluo, a traditional Mountain God, this was not a rare ability.
As long as there was a dedicated shrine and statue, Xiluo could hear the voices of her believers even if thousands of miles away.
Obviously, the old village chief was a devout follower of Xiluo.
"But now, his choices are exactly like yours back then..."
Glancing up at the statue of the Huai River Witch, Xiluo seldom revealed a melancholy emotion.
"You prophets who can see the future, do you all enjoy doing such rebellious things?"
"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have given that kid the Celestial Destiny Bone Armor. I always felt he's repeating your mistakes."
