I am a cactus spirit, the only cactus spirit that has transformed in a hundred years.
I blended in with the crowd and was alone. But actually my purpose is very simple,
You ask me for what?
For the grace of transformation from a drop of fingertip blood.
Ran
After much thought, I figured that the god would look down on my level of cultivation.
The collection of Shilaozi Ganoderma Beryl is probably not enough to fill the gap between the teeth of the fairy boy around me.
After racking my brains, I decided to repay my kindness in the simplest and simplest way
—Promise yourself.