"Two orioles sing amid the willows green, but yet not even two egg tarts."
"A row of white egrets fly into the blue sky, while Lu Xiaoyu and I eat seafood."
Along the way, Lu Shu was going on and on with his twisted poems. If Li Xianyi, Li Yixiao or Shi Xuejin were present, they could probably guess where Lu Xiaoyu inherited her sense of ancient literature from. Lu Shu spent his entire fortune on lighting up the fifth star. Although the painstakingly earned distress points were just gone like that, Lu Shu was delighted.
The number of times he could use the corpsedog increased from one to three and the duration of his celestial cloak increased from thirty minutes to one hour. His strength could now rival that of an average Class D strength type. Every subsequent breakthrough would be equivalent to that rising up a class.
