Fate's Ordeal

"It only takes a single thought to suppress you!"

After casually replying, Tian Hao continued sorting through the Soul Tools while organizing the extensive data he had obtained from Wang Xian'er this time.

"Sooner or later, I'll suppress you with a single thought too, then drag out your real body and hang it up for a beating."

She glowered fiercely at a certain someone. Wang Xian'er increasingly wanted to hang that thing up and beat it to vent the hatred in her heart.

"The probability is infinitely close to zero."

After leaving that final remark, Tian Hao leaped down into the underground experimental base.

"Almost two hundred years old!"

Glancing at the man who had gone down, Wang Xian'er's expression shifted. She sat before the vanity and stared at her girl-like reflection in the mirror, pondering how she could get that thing for herself.

She had not felt it before, but after that thing disrupted the rhythm of her life, something deep within her had been fiercely stirred. She had even regained the coyness and anticipation she had felt in her youth.

She admitted that her heart had been moved. Though her initial impression had been terrible, she had to admit that that thing possessed considerable charm. Before she knew it, she had been drawn in.

Besides, she was not truly old yet. As someone who specialized in Life Attribute power, her lifespan was naturally longer than that of Soul Masters of the same level. Now that she had consecutively broken through to level 98 and even loosened that bottleneck, it would not be long before she reached the ultimate realm of Level 99.

With the Life Attribute she had cultivated so deeply, she could live to at least four hundred years old. In other words, she still had another