A Game Across the World

Golden Radiance City, Moonlit Wine House, second floor, Bright Room. Red Luan brewed tea, and the faint fragrance gradually filled the entire room.

Not far away, before the window, the Moonlit Tower Master gazed at the scenery outside, the light in his eyes impossible to read.

"Tower Master, Young Master Ning will be all right this time, won't he?" Red Luan raised her head to look at the figure by the window, worry written across her face.

"Why do you ask?" The Moonlit Tower Master turned back and replied calmly.

"On the road to the Ancient Battlefield, there are Heaven's Chosen from countless great stars competing against one another. Can Young Master Ning truly make it?" Red Luan asked anxiously.

"Heaven's Chosen, huh."

The Moonlit Tower Master gave a detached smile. "Red Luan, concern breeds confusion. You think too highly of those Heaven's Chosen, and far too little of that Killing Star."

"What do you mean, Tower Master?" Red Luan asked in confusion.

The Moonlit Tower Master walked over, picked up a cup of poured tea, took a sip, and said slowly, "The tea has been steeping too long."

Red Luan froze, then nodded.

The Moonlit Tower Master set down his teacup and continued, "Perhaps you have seen him injured too often, so you feel that this journey to the Ancient Battlefield is fraught with peril. Yet you have not seen what sort of people he has been contending with all along."

At this point, the Moonlit Tower Master looked out the window. "Ever since he arrived in the Red Luan Starfield, the people he has faced have all been old monsters like your Tower Master. To put it bluntly, if one lives long enough, even a pig can cultivate into a spirit. Facing one Reality Realm old monster after