Little Taotie's little trick could have been uncovered by anyone with a bit of wit.
But the Ancient Pagoda seemed not to be quite right in its mind, or perhaps it truly had become a spirit, though it hadn't been one for long, still showing signs of foolishness.
It seemed to genuinely believe it was just a little short of hitting the mark, tossing gold bricks as if they were free.
But in reality, every gold brick cost something, each one was a strain, and they were being taken from the pagoda itself.
With each gold brick thrown, there was one less gold brick on the Ancient Pagoda.
At this moment, the Ancient Pagoda was even more tilted, falling within the range of the Leaning Tower.
Little Taotie looked at the gold bricks scattered on the ground, clapping joyfully: "Keep up with this, and without me needing to dismantle it, it'll tear itself apart!"
Hua Jinyan shook his head with a chuckle.
