Yuezheng Yan was speechless for a moment before the Old Sixth System caught hold of him.
It confidently reminded Lu Xingyan:
[Host, the little antagonist is slacking off.]
[He has stopped hammering the Melting Gold Stone for ten seconds now.]
[Even the production team's donkeys wouldn't dare to rest like this.]
Yuezheng Yan: "..." Dead Old Sixth, I won't let you plant 30,000 acres of Magic Lotus anymore; I'll leave the seat of the Demon Lord to you!
[It's fine, let him slack off for another ten seconds.]
Lu Xingyan glanced at Yuezheng Yan and said in a deep voice.
Frightened, Yuezheng Yan hurriedly swung the forging hammer, hammering the Melting Gold Stone as if it was the Old Sixth System itself.
Five days passed in the blink of an eye for the Old Sixth System.
But for Yuezheng Yan and Lu Wumie, who had been busy non-stop for five days without rest, both the demon and the fire were completely worn out.