This winter was especially cold, and now that it was late, it was even colder. Phantom Rain's hands were a little stiff, but his heart was very warm—truly warm, cozy, and comfortable.
One month, one thousand monthly votes—before, that was something I wouldn't even have dared to imagine.
But today, we did it. In the two years since Hundred Refinements was uploaded, achieving results like this felt a little unreal even to Phantom Rain himself. I'm so happy, as if I were dreaming.
The category monthly vote prize was in hand.
Perhaps this was nothing to great gods, but for Phantom Rain, who had always been neither hot nor cold, it felt weighty.
One word: happiness.
Not because of that one thousand yuan—although the recent dual cultivation had indeed cost quite a few Spirit Stones—but because honor was the most important thing. It belongs to me, belongs to Hundred Refinements, but even more, it belongs to everyone.
I still remember the scene at the end of last month, when I made an agreement with Tinglou on QQ to fight once for the category monthly vote prize, as vividly as if it were before my eyes. To be honest, Phantom Rain really has let everyone down. To speak fairly, this month's updates were not strong. There were too many things going on, and being able to win the monthly vote prize was purely something all you Raindrops fought out for me.
Thank you, Tinglou. From the beginning of the month to the end, Phantom Rain's updates were not strong, yet I troubled him to run around everywhere helping me campaign for monthly votes.
Thank you, Milk Dragon. You started working this month and were very busy, yet you kept thinking about Hundred Refinements' monthly votes. Everyone may not know this, but