Over the past few months,
Ye Bai is a qualified, no, it should be said that he is an excellent and extremely strong seed.
His answer sheet was flawless, even for a carefree person.
but,
This does not mean that Ye Bai will grow into a qualified supreme powerhouse.
The burdens borne by each of the strongest human beings are beyond anyone's imagination.
Only the supreme being, Xiaoyao, could ask such a question.
Faced with Xiaoyao's question, Ye Bai's eyes showed confusion and doubt.
He said slowly,
"I want Ninth Master to return safely, I want fewer people to die, I want to be able to earn money every day I open my eyes..."
Ye Bai's thoughts are all perfectly normal.
Unfortunately,
Even if he were to become the strongest one day, he might not be able to achieve his goal.
When fortune smiles, heaven and earth lend their strength; when fortune turns, even heroes are powerless.
After rambling on for a while, Ye Bai took a deep breath, shook his head, and exhaled a long, stale breath.
Ye Bai admitted, "I don't know."
Ye Bai knew that he could confidently say he wanted to be one, making boastful and unashamed claims.
They could even express their desire to transform into the strongest human race right now and fight the strongest demon god to the death.
This is too fake, too hypocritical, like something a clown would do.
Ye Bai disdained to do it.
and,
Such things cannot escape Xiaoyao's eyes.
"I didn't want to be one back then."
Once again, Xiaoyao's voice echoed from within the Eternal Tower.
Few people know about this.
The Taoist priest even seemed somewhat helpless.
"I've tried, and in the worst-case scenario, I can only get an SSS-level talent."
...
(There's one more picture, I'm typing it now, it'll probably be the underworld when I update it.)
Everyone go to sleep now, we'll watch it tomorrow morning.
I'm considering changing my pen name from "Bright Moon Old Thief" to "Underworld Old Thief"...
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