This was a feast.
Yesterday was a day Tan Hua would never forget, and the most blood-boiling moment Tan Hua had ever experienced since beginning to write.
Tan Hua had originally intended to thank the newly promoted Alliance Leader by posting extra chapters in tribute. By coincidence, the platform happened to be holding an event. Though Tan Hua had never cared for such events, encouraged by many fellow Daoists, Tan Hua joined with a try-it-and-see attitude.
Since yesterday afternoon, after the usual ten updates had ended, Tan Hua had remained in a less-than-ideal position because of the soaring enthusiasm of other authors. Tan Hua had not paid much attention to it. Yet what Tan Hua never expected was the enthusiasm and sincerity of all the fellow Daoists. Your cries and cheers made Tan Hua feel ashamed—you loved Cultivating Gods even more than Tan Hua did.
Seeing all this, aside from a heart full of gratitude and tears shining across Tan Hua's face, the only thing left was to speak through action.
So, in the face of your sincerity and passion, Tan Hua brought out every chapter that had been accumulated through staying up late and rushing work recently. Tan Hua had only one thought at the time: today, Tan Hua had to go mad with everyone once and go all out, even if it was the last time. As all fellow Daoists saw, with your help, this created the first—and perhaps the last—super outbreak in the history of Cultivating Gods. With these 142,573 words, nearly forty-eight chapters in total, Tan Hua brought everyone this feast of reading.
Actually, Tan Hua had wanted to thank by name those fellow Daoists who had quietly contributed, as well as those who had only just begun reading this book and were likewise supporting Tan