“Stop fantasizing. Your willingness aside, the high heaven doesn’t care for your mortal body. It would only besmirch his will.” Li Qiye shook his head: “You would have been dead long ago without the bloodline.”1

“Don’t put it like that.” Calamities smiled wryly: “If we choose to be a bit more liberal, I have the bloodline of the high heaven, right? I can be considered a messenger, that’s pretty noble. I’m not a mere mortal anymore.”0

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