The sage was determined to die.

The rocks trembled, dust billowed underfoot, and the earth seemed to open its mouth wide with each breath, blowing out trembling cracks.

Ji Bai activated his passive mode, his entire body covered in armor except for his eyes. He instinctively glanced at the two people beside him, only to see them welded to his back, muttering incessantly, "Damn it, I told you not to come near me!"

Small rocks, like hidden weapons, struck people's faces, leaving tiny scratches.

Ji Bai remained motionless, frozen in place as if welded to the spot, muttering, "What's going on? Was it an earthquake?"

The two could vaguely hear Ji Bai speaking, but still couldn't understand what he was saying.

However, there's no time to understand now.

As Ji Bai had anticipated, lava spewed out. However, unlike what he had imagined, the spewed "lava" flowed extremely slowly and did not look dazzling. Instead, it resembled some kind of viscous and hot blood, emitting a strong fishy smell.

Ji Bai subconsciously looked at the two brothers from Chu, only to find that they had already disappeared from the spot.

Besides them, there were many other people at the scene. Faced with this situation, some were shocked, some were speechless, and naturally, some fled in panic.

Ji Bai grabbed the two people beside him and moved backward quickly. The falling rocks hit him with a ping-pong sound, but they could not cause any harm to his body. They could only hurt the two people behind him.

Yan Ming was caught off guard and inhaled several mouthfuls of thick ash. His voice was broken and fragmented in the wind: "Ji Bai, shouldn't we be running for our lives now?"

Ji Bai slightly raised his head, staring unblinkingly at the "dragon head" position, and clicked his tongue softly: "It's still vomiting."

After a few breaths, Ji Bai stopped and chose a relatively safe spot for the two behind him, saying, "You two go first."

For a moment, Yan Ming even thought he was hallucinating.

"Shall we go first?" He instantly realized what the other person meant. "You're not going to go see it, are you?"

Ji Bai nodded, not denying it: "Yes."

Yan Ming's eyes widened in shock, a complex mix of emotions flashing within them. He said, "You really are willing to risk your life for money. Well then, what about us..."

Seeing the slight interest in his eyes, Ji Bai raised his arm and interrupted, "I have a superior literary talent, why can't I go and see it?"

Looking at Ji Bai, who was as impenetrable as a bucket, the two suddenly realized something: "..."

……

"You guys shouldn't go with them," Ji Bai thought for a moment, not forgetting to add insult to injury, "You'll likely die."

By the time they recovered from the hurt caused by those harsh words, all Ji Bai left them with was his back view.

It was only then that Ji Bai gradually began to appreciate the benefits of superior literary talent.

With this armor on, he was like wearing powered armor from a science fiction novel, shielding him from all high temperatures, poisonous gases, and harm.

He gradually increased his speed, getting closer and closer to the stone dragon.

Sure enough, he saw a familiar figure at the head of the dragon.

The girl stood there, looking down at Ji Bai and the others. She sighed, as if somewhat helpless, and said, "You're really lucky."

"Thank you for the compliment." Ji Bai stopped, his tone questioning. "According to the usual pattern, you planned all of this, right?"

"Is this the usual routine?"

The girl tilted her head and said, "What a pity, I thought it would be very interesting."