Dip beans,爽!
Inside the station, the solemn Bone Revolving whirled, raising a mad tide, like roaring laughter.
The Revolving Wheel Saint Master had almost fully immersed himself in this unrestrained, dripping-wet pleasure.
All throughout his long career of contracts, he had never felt such delight—no bindings, no control, none of those nagging, whining prayers and pleas; the other side could shoulder the pressure of his incarnation descending into the Current Realm, and on top of that there were unlimited Weiyang marvelous little snacks!
He was even, through the Secret Ritual, continually supplied and empowered with boons far beyond imagination—such exquisite application and mastery, such powerful compatibility and mutual understanding with the Absolute Abyss, was simply unprecedented! Compared to this, those trash Summoners before weren't even qualified to carry his shoes!
Tell me, how the hell could days like this be "the same no matter who you're with"?
BOOM!!!
