"Thinking back to when it was such a struggle just to evolve Yinghuo from one star point to six, you can see how enormous this transformation of six hundred thousand star points is! The starry sky truly is magnificent."
Li Tianming sighed emotionally.
"Hello, sisters."
Li Tianming came over to Weisheng Moran's side.
More than fifty nearly identical tall beauties were gathered together, cultivating diligently as well.
"Hello, little brother."
Aside from Weisheng Moran, the other sisters were all gentle and tranquil, as warm as mothers...
Being around them, with one pair after another of tender, doting eyes showering over him, felt incomparably comfortable.
But Weisheng Moran was somewhat melancholy.
"What's wrong, Little Fish?" Li Tianming asked.
"Our progress is too slow." Weisheng Moran looked worried.
"It's fine. No matter how foolish you are, I'll raise you into an unparalleled powerhouse." Li Tianming laughed.
"Is that supposed to be praise or an insult?" Weisheng Moran did not know whether to laugh or cry.
All the sisters laughed.
"Of course it's praise, because we have potential," they said.
"The sisters are right!"
Li Tianming paused, remembering Meng Ying. "Sooner or later, I'll get you an even more terrifying Illusory God."
"They may have infiltrated the Sun, right?" Weisheng Moran asked worriedly.
"That's right! Meng Ying is on the Sun, the ancestral realm monsters are there too, and perhaps even Shenxi Xingtian is there," Li Tianming said.
Those people made everything Li Tianming, Li Wudi, Lin Xiaodao, and Lin Xiao tried to do exceedingly difficult.
The threat of assassination was everywhere.
Unable to deal with Li Tianming and the Sun in stellar source worlds or aboard astralships, they had started playing dirty.
"It's all right. If we encounter unexpected danger, the sisters will protect you even if it costs us our lives."