Dali: May Sweet Dreams Never Shatter

A Great Power reimagining. It won't break up the original couples, and I'll do my best to make up for their regrets. No mindless nonsense, and the original will be respected.

“Dimension Descends!” Igor aimed one hand at the white-robed man, who was being held down by two lower-class Boseans and couldn't break free.

“I really did it? Hahaha, this Daoist has made it!”

“Brother Mu, why can't I cultivate it?”

[This is a fanfic based on The Great Power Sold at a Street Stall. I won't make drastic changes to the original. If I did, my relatives would disown me.]

[Readers are encouraged to support the original version, The Great Power Sold at a Street Stall, by Teacher Qingfeng.]