Watching the two women charge up the mountain, Li Su finished his first meatball and started on the second.
He ate quickly, his mouth practically never stopping for even a second.
It couldn't be helped. Those two women put enormous pressure on him, especially Di Gongrui—her mana bar alone was enough to scare someone to death.
And worst of all, she didn't just have a huge mana pool—her recovery was terrifying too.
If he went up against her, Li Su felt she could wear him down alive, until his oil ran dry and his lamp went out.
Faced with that prospect, his only option was to grow stronger—especially his Heaven-and-Earth body. The stronger, the better.
The greater his strength, the less he would need to expend to break the limit. Forget the Foundation Establishment limit of seven hundred thousand jin—if he could reach six hundred thousand jin, then even if his health bar still couldn't compare to Di Gongrui's mana bar, at least she wouldn't be able to keep endlessly refueling through magical treasures and grind him to death.
Thinking of that, Li Su couldn't help gritting his teeth. For the first time, he felt life was so damned unfair.
Up to now, the best thing in his hands was merely a magical instrument, and a mid-grade one at that. He couldn't even use it—its damage wasn't as high as when he hit people barehanded.
What about her? Not only did she have magical treasures, she had a fucking ten of them!
Looking at those multicolored, dazzling magical-treasure glows, like the exclusive special effects of some whale who had dumped a fortune into a game, jealousy nearly twisted his little face out of shape.
For the first time since transmigrating, he was this envious and jealous of someone on the