Long Xiqian watched Tianming and Weisheng Moran with deep interest as they stood side by side near a stream. He made sure to stand at some distance away to draw a line.

"Why’d you follow me this time? You want me to save you and fight the dreamless celestial emperor? Bro, I'm already in lots of trouble myself... please don't add more to that pile," Tianming said, almost begging.

"I know." She bit her lip and continued, "Given your situation, antagonizing the dreamless celestial nation is more unnecessary trouble—"

"It's good that you understand. It isn’t that I don't want to save you... I just don't have that ability right now."

"You might not have it now, but I believe you will in the future!" Her green...