By the time night fell, after wandering in circles all day, Jingtian and Emperor Shitian trudged miserably onward, following the Dragon Pearl's guidance.
Boom!!
A bolt of lightning struck down, and the raindrops from the sky slapped against their faces like mockery, pattering loudly.
"Pah!"
Wiping rainwater from his face, Jingtian's steps went weak, his face pale as he complained.
"Master, how much farther do we have to walk?"
Even the strength he had saved up from eating half a chicken had been completely drained by this long trek.
"Almost there, almost there. You can't even handle this little bit of rain?"
With a stern face, Emperor Shitian turned his head and scolded him.
"Back in the day, when I was emperor, I bedded three thousand women in one night. Did I ever complain I was tired?"
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Three thousand women, my ass. This master was great at everything, except he loved bragging!
Jingtian curled his lip disdainfully and pointed at the Dragon Pearl in his hand.
"Master, it's not that I don't believe you.
It's mainly that Dragon Pearl in your hand. It keeps flickering. Is it running out of battery?"
Out of battery?
What did he think this thing was? Some cheap rechargeable product?
Emperor Shitian was very displeased. He gave it a gentle shake, then slapped it hard a few times like he was hitting an old television.
Thump, thump.
Whoosh!
The Dragon Pearl's golden light suddenly brightened, illuminating the road ahead.
Emperor Shitian smiled smugly, one hand behind his back, just about to properly lecture Jingtian, when a cry of "No" suddenly came from the distance. The voice resounded through the sky, echoing amid the wind and rain, filled with despair and sorrow.
Good grief—pigs did not squeal that miserably even when they were slaughtered!
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