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“Are the fireworks ready?” asked Dog Head Tower Master, also known as Guo Da the Broken Sun Halberd.

Seven Lives Talisman Mansion Master replied, “Nowadays, fireworks are banned for environmental reasons.”

“But in Shuhang’s core world, it should be fine, right?” said Young Master Extinguishing Phoenix lazily.

Venerable Yellow Mountain sighed, “My bad. It’s been so long since I celebrated New Year’s like an ordinary person that I forgot to buy any fireworks or firecrackers. There’s still time to get some—who’s willing to make a trip?”

“I’ll go. I’ll be back in no time,” a voice replied.

“Great, as long as someone goes,” Yellow Mountain acknowledged.

Then… about two minutes later.

Young Master Extinguishing Phoenix suddenly added, “By the way, what about the fireworks? Wouldn’t it feel a bit lonely without them?”

Venerable Yellow Mountain hesitated. “Uh, I thought I asked someone to get them.”

“If there’s not enough time, I can imitate the sound of fireworks myself. I promise it’ll sound just like the real thing,” volunteered the Law King of Creation. “But don’t worry, I won’t sing.”

“Well… okay,” Yellow Mountain pondered. As long as the Law King doesn’t sing and just uses his vocal imitation skills, it should be fine. Plus, Shuhang has that Confucian Celestial Maiden with him, right? Her heavenly voice might even neutralize the Law King’s singing if it comes to that.

“The couplets are ready, start putting them up!” Venerable Everlasting Fire, with a flourish of his pen, nodded in satisfaction—this time, his calligraphy had surpassed expectations, with each character appearing as if it could leap off the page.

Zhou Li, the Sky-Hiding Hook, immediately led the way, sticking the couplets on the entrance to Song Shuhang’s home and several structures by the lake in the core world.

Daoist Stone Tablet explained, “Just these couplets alone from Senior Everlasting Fire can protect the house, warding off evil with their righteous energy.”

“They’re worth a lot of spirit stones,” added Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword with a chuckle.

Hearing this, Song Shuhang’s heart skipped a beat—he decided that after the New Year, he’d carefully collect every single one of those couplets.

Nearby, Fairy Dongfang Jingxue asked, “Senior Yellow Mountain, have you arranged for a dragon dance and lion dance? New Year’s wouldn’t be complete without those.”

“I’ve got it covered! Doudou!” Venerable Yellow Mountain called out.

Doudou responded, “What’s up?”

“Transform into your original form,” ordered Venerable Yellow Mountain.

“Okay,” Doudou obediently reverted to his original form.

“Freeze~” Venerable Yellow Mountain cast a freezing spell on Doudou with a wave of his finger.

Doudou was stunned.

“Alright, we’ve got our ‘lion’ for the dance. Little Guoguo, Shi, Zhu, and Xiaoyinzhu, you’re in charge of dancing with Doudou,” Venerable Yellow Mountain announced solemnly.

In his canine form, Doudou bore an uncanny resemblance to the traditional lion used in Chinese New Year’s lion dances.

Song Shuhang was speechless.

“What about the dragon?” asked Northern River’s Loose Practitioner.

True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon silently pulled out his phone and opened the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group,’ contemplating whether he should leave this group while he had the chance.

After all, among those present, he was the one most likely to be associated with a ‘dragon.’ Since Doudou had already become a lion dance prop, he feared he might be next.

“Don’t worry, Fellow Daoist Flood Dragon, I already arranged for the props yesterday… I contacted a lion dance and dragon dance team,” Venerable Yellow Mountain reassured.

Then he clapped his hands.

A familiar team of lions and tigers entered.

It was the same true dragon and true lion team that had appeared at Doudou’s wedding.

Back then, this lion and dragon team had lost a bet and had to serve as dance props.

But after that, they’d become famous.

Recently, they’d been getting hired for high prices to perform at various celebrations and weddings in the cultivation world, turning their misfortune into profit.

Venerable Yellow Mountain had also paid a hefty sum to hire them.

“Since you hired a professional team, why involve me?” Doudou protested.

Venerable Yellow Mountain smiled warmly. “It’s my blessing to you, Doudou. After this New Year, you’ll be leaving Yellow Mountain Manor to move into your own cave. Let this dragon and lion dance be your opening ceremony.”

Doudou was left speechless. Has Yellow Mountain gone off his meds again?

As the lion and dragon dance team took the stage, they began beating drums and gongs to liven up the atmosphere.

The four little ones grabbed hold of Doudou and joined the lion dance, filling the air with joyful laughter.

The mood reached a fever pitch.

“Nineteen!” Soft Feather called out loudly.

She raised her right hand and, with a flourish, shed her outer coat, revealing a form-fitting red qipao underneath.

With her striking figure and long legs, Soft Feather looked stunning in the traditional dress, a stark contrast to her usual youthful style.

The members of the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’ were taken aback by the transformation—it was like seeing a cute girl-next-door suddenly don a glamorous outfit. The difference was shocking.

At the same time, a giant clock appeared behind Soft Feather, with the second hand ticking steadily.

“Eighteen!” White Senior followed her lead, announcing the next number.

Everyone’s gaze shifted to White Senior—if Soft Feather had changed into a qipao, what about him?

White Senior calmly unbuttoned his coat and tossed it aside, revealing a red traditional Chinese robe underneath, his black hair flowing as if caught by an invisible wind.

Next to him, Soft Feather’s hair fluttered along with her movements, and instead of being overshadowed by White Senior’s presence, her aura harmonized with his.

It was clear that White Senior and Soft Feather had rehearsed this.

Holy Butterfly Sage felt a sudden wave of nostalgia, a sense of ‘my child has grown up.’

Without realizing it, his daughter had indeed matured.

She looked like her mother and had inherited his tall frame—a perfect combination of strengths.

“Seventeen!” Some of the group members began counting along with Soft Feather and White Senior, synchronizing with the clock’s second hand.

Even Song’s Mom and Dad joined in, blending into the festive atmosphere.

—Honestly, in recent years, New Year’s had always been joyful, but something had felt off, as if the happiness was just a little too forced.

Every year, the mind would tell the body, “It’s New Year’s, time to get excited.”

But deep inside, something was missing—the pure, simple joy of past New Year’s celebrations.

However, at this moment, mingling with the members of the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group,’ Song’s parents felt like they were kids again. The atmosphere was pure and delightful, just like the old days.

“Ten!” When the countdown reached ten, everyone shouted with all their might.

It was as if they were releasing everything within them through their voices.

“Nine!”

“Three, two…”

“One!” Everyone in the core world shouted in unison as the final second ticked down.

White Senior and Soft Feather reached out and tore off the last page of the old calendar.

The old year was officially over.

The new year began at their fingertips.

Out with the old, in with the new.

*Cough.* The Law King of Creation cleared his throat, ready to perform his imitation—finally, it was his moment to shine!

*Boom!*

But before he could start, an earth-shattering explosion of fireworks resounded.

The noise was like rolling thunder, shaking the skies, echoing for miles, and exuding an overwhelming presence.

Just before the explosion, a blood-red beam of light shot up, piercing the core world’s sky.

Even the falling snow was swept away, leaving a clear space.

As the blood-red beam reached the clouds, it burst apart, turning into red raindrops that began to fall.

As they descended, the blood-red energy drops were continuously purified by the core world.

In an instant, they transformed into pure energy.

The Law King of Creation was dumbfounded. “???”

Who interrupted my performance?

Who stole my spotlight?

“Shuhang!”

“Senior Song!”

“Song Shuhang!”

“A’Song!”

Voices called out simultaneously.

That winter, the most unforgettable fireworks exploded in the core world.

The Tyrant’s brand.

It was the most luxurious fireworks display in all the heavens and realms—bar none!

This moment was destined to be recorded in the annals of the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’ as a major event.

The event would be titled: *Tyrant Song’s First New Year’s Blast, the First Death of Lunar 2020.*

In the void, the purified light rain turned into sparkling ruby-colored droplets, shimmering brightly.

These ruby-like energy droplets fell on everyone present.

Nourishing silently.

Everyone who was touched by the red rain felt as though they had taken a powerful elixir, their spiritual power strengthening and their mental fortitude increasing!

After all, this was the inheritance of a ‘Three Corpses Tribulation Immortal’ after self-detonation.

Everyone and everything present, including the spiritual plants in the core world, were nourished.

Venerable Yellow Mountain and the others looked at the scene in awe, while Fairy Dongfang Jingxue suddenly started crying. “A’Song, A’Song, don’t do anything rash!”

Venerable Yellow Mountain was speechless.

Fortunately, the red rain was harmless—everyone was able to take it in.

“What an intense tribulation,” Northern River’s Loose Practitioner commented.

Then everyone’s gazes turned to Song Shuhang.

After self-detonating, Senior Song was in the process of being ‘reborn.’

The Book of Eternity shone with a crimson light, slowly stitching his body back together.

His new body… seemed a bit taller and more slender, like a young man who had just hit a growth spurt.

He was also much more handsome he was literally radiating light.

Senior White and Soft Feather quickly rushed over.

They weren’t sure whether Song Shuhang was conscious, but they knew they had to act fast.

They wrapped Song Shuhang’s new body in a blanket.

After all, self-detonation stripped him of all his clothes.

Song Shuhang was reborn with a ‘bang,’ bringing a perfect end to the New Year’s countdown.