The glow of the Hexagram on the TV screen gradually faded away, only to reveal Little Taotie and her group standing atop the Hexagram until it completely vanished, allowing the audience to clearly see the environment around them.
"Is this ancient times?"
"There’s a carriage passing by, it must be ancient times, right?"
"The person driving the carriage is wearing plain clothes, definitely ancient attire!"
"Did we just travel through time?"
"Does everyone remember the name of this show? Time-Space Monster Management Bureau!"
"Oh wow, I’m so excited about the content! I heard my Goddess is in today’s episode!"
"Which Goddess is yours?"
"This countryside, these rural paths, it feels so familiar~"
"It’s my Goddess’s new drama! She’s playing a farmer’s daughter who is actually the Miss of the Marquis’ Mansion!"
"This plot twist~ It reminds me of Little Taotie’s background... almost said too much.jpg."
"Shush! Don’t bring it up, Zaizai’s private life—let’s focus on the show and avoid those topics!"
"What’s the situation, I’m not a fan of Little Taotie, but now I kind of want to invest, can you share some details?"
"Once you become a fan of Zaizai, you’ll know in time! Don’t sidetrack us, the show is on!"
Little Taotie and the seven others seemed invisible, the carriage passed right through them without causing any harm, and the driver did not notice them.
Ji Guang said, "The time-space protection shield lasts only 30 minutes, we must change into appearances acceptable here and not scare the passersby."
Little Taotie spun around on the spot, in her childlike voice, "Change, change, change~"
Surrounded by a golden glow, one could vaguely see the changes within—Little Taotie’s horn on her head was shrinking, until it vanished, those furry little ears twitched and suddenly closed up like rabbit ears, and the soft white fur on her body disappeared as well.
When the golden light disappeared, Little Taotie had transformed into an ancient little girl adorned in a red festive jacket, with a pair of auspicious fish-shaped Jade Pendants at her waist, and tiger head shoes on her tiny feet. Where her horns had been, now sat two adorable tufts, with red ribbons fluttering in the wind.
Little Taotie caught a stick of candied hawthorn out of thin air and began eating with glee. Her piercing eyes sparkled, dimples deepened, and her lips, shiny with sugar syrup, seemed irresistible, making her exceptionally cute.
Ling Long poked one of Little Taotie’s head tufts, eliciting a sidelong glare from the little girl, "Don’t mess with the tufts~ It’ll look ugly!"
Upon hearing this, Ling Long burst into laughter, "Now it’s my turn to transform~"
Ling Long faced the camera and made a heart gesture, a soft pale blue halo enveloped her, within which her petite figure could be subtly seen changing.
When the halo faded, Ling Long had put away her flute and was now dressed in a smooth blue ancient costume long dress, clearly made from fine silk yet devoid of intricate embroideries.
An elegant and ethereal attire, yet paired with... a golden hairpin!
Wang Yilun covered his eyes, "Can’t you keep a low profile?"
Ling Long twirled, "Isn’t this outfit low profile enough, with not a single embroidery on it!"
Wang Yilun pointed at her golden hairpins, "There are at least ten of them! Aren’t they heavy?"
Ling Long protected her last shred of dignity with a fierce look, guarding her hair, "We of the Dragon race can’t live without gold! No one can force me to remove the golden hairpins from my head! I can lose my head, bleed my blood, but not a hairpin less!"
Wang Yilun’s mouth twitched, "...then stand a bit further from me, and don’t say we know each other."
Ling Long made a face at him, "Drunkard, it’s your turn to transform, isn’t it? Don’t dawdle, make it quick!"
Wang Yilun looked at his ragged clothes and lifted his wine gourd, asking with a smile, "Do I need to change anything? I’m already dressed like an ordinary person from ancient times!"
Ling Long rolled her eyes, "You’re clearly dressed like an ancient beggar!"
Wang Yilun took a swig from his wine gourd and grinned, "With so many patches on my clothes, doesn’t it mean the higher your rank in the Beggar’s Sect, the more patches you have? Maybe I’m one of the higher-ups in the Beggar’s Sect!"
Ling Long scoffed, "Get it right, the higher the rank in Beggar’s Sect, the more patches, true, but you only have patches, no sacks at all, just a basic beggar!"
Ling Long distanced herself, "Stay away from me and don’t say we know each other."
Wang Yilun: "..." Did she just throw my own words back at me?
Little Taotie caught another candied hawthorn out of thin air and handed it to Ji Guang, "Eat!"
Ji Guang smiled as he accepted it, his body flashed with a white light, and without much adornment, he was simply dressed in a scholar’s plain clothes, but his handsome face was not something he could hide.
Ling Long gave a thumbs up, "A handsome guy looks good in anything!"
Little Taotie, munching on the candied hawthorn and hopping around, said in her milky voice, "Pretty~"