Tu Wa Zi frowned and said impatiently. While speaking, he couldn't help but stretch his wrists.
Palms waving, his fair, jade-like arms emitted a faint starlight.
They appeared no different from ordinary flesh and blood, yet they gave off the impression of a body forged from celestial bodies, with meridians condensed with stardust—immensely powerful, seemingly capable of easily shattering stars and slicing through the Milky Way.
Shi Hao withdrew his gaze, feeling resolute in his heart.
He knew Tu Wa Zi was speaking nonsense with his eyes open.
Indeed, the other was not currently breaking through to the Realm of the Fairy King, but it was far from hopeless as he claimed. With the rise of the sun and added insight, he surely could ascend to the throne.
There was no need to join him in risky ventures.
However, looking back, having so many close companions in his youth warmed his heart inexplicably.
