Entering a Dream (Sob sob sob, this cute author begs the big shots for a good review? (?ε? )?)

Far above in the Nine Realms, an ethereal palace hid within the wind, drifting with it, without trace or shadow.

Within the magnificent hall sat a man wearing a violet crown. His features were noble, silver hair cascading loose around him, and his brows radiated majesty. Merely sitting there, he exuded an invisible divine might that seized the heart and soul. Long accustomed to high rank, his bearing was extraordinary.

"My lord, these are fifty-six pieces of Wind Spirit Ore."

The Divine Attendant who had previously descended to the lower realm respectfully presented the Universe Bag containing the Wind Spirit Ore. With a thought from An Dong, the cord on the Universe Bag loosened. The massive Wind Spirit Ore instantly shrank into something like a medicinal pill, which he pinched between two fingers.

"Not bad. This Xiao Family is indeed worth cultivating. I searched throughout the Nine Realms, yet only found such a treasure in the Eightfold Heaven."

The corners of An Dong's lips lifted slightly. Divine Offices, too, had ranks high and low. He had remained in this position for so long that he had forgotten exactly how many years it had been.

The position of Wind God was not particularly lofty, and it had long ceased to satisfy his appetite. If one lived in this world without improving oneself, then what was the meaning of living at all?

The divine realm was divided into nine ranks, with Ninth-Rank being the lowest and First-Rank the strongest. An Dong was currently an Eighth-Rank Deity. If he followed his plan, and the supply of Wind Spirit Ore was guaranteed, he was confident he could rise another level and break through to become a Seventh-Rank Deity! At that time, he would have the ability to strive for a higher Divine Office.

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