"Perfect!"
That was the most favorable answer.
Having received a satisfactory reply, Li Tianming looked at the renewed Weisheng Moran before him, her life having advanced to a new level. With everything settled, he naturally could not resist the urge.
"W-What are you doing?"
Even as he pounced on her, Weisheng Moran remained shy.
"Of course, I'm trying something fresh!"
With her fifty Fate Reincarnation body, slender waist, and serpent-like curves, a fierce battle naturally ensued. Li Tianming no longer had to worry about hurting her, so he put more force and speed into it, filling Winterglass Palace with wanton, lingering sounds.
Who knew how long he savored her before they finally grew tired, lying amid the sea of people and enjoying the ease of being in harbor.
Li Tianming also reached a conclusion: the Fate Reincarnation body was still better. It was more like real flesh and blood, and far more resilient.
By the time they woke, the second banquet of the Desolate Banquet had already begun. Its rules differed from those of the second Ancient Banquet; there was no Heavenly Street Poetry Gathering. Li Tianming did not pay it much attention.
In any case, it was not yet time for Wei Yang and An Ning to make their move.
"Candleflame Qilin Illusory God, becoming one with the god—can you do it? Together with Fate Reincarnation."
After resting, Li Tianming looked at Weisheng Moran before him.
"Mm!"
Weisheng Moran transformed in a flash. Before Li Tianming's eyes, she quickly became a Candleflame Qilin formed from Fate Reincarnation particles and an Illusory God. It was imposing and majestic, with tremendous destructive power.
"Enter the Real Universe!"
Once they entered the Real Universe, Li Tianming saw that Weisheng Moran's Candleflame Qilin was roughly ten million meters long. It was slightly inferior