The four Grand Ancestors scrambled backward across the muddy grass like four terrified crabs whose shells had just been cracked open by a falling boulder.
Above them, four children leaped lightly off the cedar front porch of the hovering [Lv.3 Flying Courtyard Carriage], their boots touching down on the warm spring clover without making a sound.
Eleven-year-old Ye Xiao adjusted his silver-rimmed glasses in midair, his dark coat settling neatly around his knees as his wooden bamboo ruler hummed with crisp white frost. Ten-year-old Gu Nian wore his yellow bunny apron over his school tunic, his small fists crackling with intertwined bands of black demon-iron and golden hearth-fire. Eight-year-old Su Nuannuan hummed a sweet nursery tune while swinging her pink brass watering can by its curved handle.
And at the end of the line, seven-year-old Jiang Tuntun held her five-foot [Rank 5 Giant Golden Soup Spoon] like an oversized walking stick, still happily smacking her lips from her three-color lightning snack.
“Do not underestimate them!” Grand Ancestor Jian Chen shrieked, clawing his way up from the scorched dirt as his sunken eyes darted wildly across the four children. “That little girl in the bib just swallowed our Four-Pole Heaven-Slaying Tribulation whole!
