Cultivators Who Cherished One Another

Some book fans asked me, why did I need red votes every day? Actually, it was like this: just as a person wanted happiness, they never wanted it to last only a day or two. A book's success, everyone's red votes, everyone's good fortune—those were not matters of just a day or two either. We needed to stand firm for ten days, ten months, ten years. Why did anyone think a day or two was enough to prove oneself? I had already been writing for six years; filling ten years definitely would not be a problem. Updating day after day for ten years—wasn't that badass enough? Didn't that deserve red votes?

Wei Suo immediately put on an extremely frightened expression, but secretly clasped the invisible magic artifact refined from the Heart Devouring Worm Elder's bone spur in his hand.

Although he did not want to use this invisible magic artifact in front of so many people, it seemed that only a sneak attack with this treasure could work now. Otherwise, once the Second Grade True Magnetic Talisman lost its effect, the young cultivator could fly back up to a height of fifty or sixty zhang.

At that point, unless Wei Suo ignored Feng Zhiyou and the others' lives and used the White Jade Crane to take to the air and fight this fellow, they would pose little threat to him. Not to mention that this fellow possessed a true Spirit Grade defensive shield, even without it, Wei Suo and the others could not threaten him much from the distance he had deliberately opened up. A cultivator at the Circulation Realm Second Level like him could slowly wear down Wei Suo's side's defensive shields through the power of spells alone.

But just then, something happened that no one had expected.

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