"Don't just envy me. I need manna, ones with many apertures," Xiaoxiao said, putting out her hand. She was looking at Tianming's 2.5 million points.

"What’re you in a rush for? Things are still chaotic out there. Wait until I’ve become an astral god, then we can go pick together. I promise I'll give Wu You something as good as I give Ying Huo," Tianming said.

"Wow, who knows how long we'll have to wait then?" she said, rolling her eyes. Coming from her, that was quite the insult, though, to be fair, she seldom got a chance to flex on him.

"Shut up and scram!" Tianming almost freaked out, much to the delight of Feiling.

"Ling'er, Ling'er!" He ran over to her and held her hand up to his...