Night Emperor's Good News
The Eternal Ship was like a homeless little boat, pitching through the endless ocean of the universe.
Put nicely, it was interstellar travel.
Put bluntly, they were dogs driven from their homes.
The sect's atmosphere grew ever more oppressive, stripped of its former cheer and harmony. The disciples spent more of their time cultivating—cultivating desperately.
As one of them, Jun Changxiao naturally did not wish to flee.
But when their strength was inferior to others', what else could they do?
"Doesn't my husband always say—"
In the study, Flower Rose set a teacup on the table and said, "Nothing in the world is difficult for one who sets his mind to it?"
"..."
Jun Changxiao said bitterly, "That's just a bowl of chicken soup for the soul."
Words of comfort could be spoken with the opening and closing of one's mouth, but only after truly experiencing it did one realize how cruel reality could be—often crushing people until they could barely breathe.
Of course.
Jun Changxiao would not give up on himself.
He was thinking of a solution.
If he could not directly stand toe-to-toe with the Demon Emperor, he at least needed the ability to protect himself.
For once, the system did not urge its host to refresh the Mall. With that level of bad luck and his insufficient Reputation Points, even spending himself into bankruptcy might not produce anything good.
"Monkey Brother."
Jun Changxiao muttered, "Can you come out again?"
After thinking for most of the day, he once again considered hiring someone to fight in his place.
He did not want to, but given the current situation, the only one with the confidence to face the Demon Emperor head-on was Monkey Brother.
"Whoosh!"
Jun Changxiao took out the Great Sage Set and gently