"Do you have a name?"
"I was once called Blood Youth."
"Alright, Blood Youth, I'm asking you now, do you have any wish power on you?"
"Master, I really don't."
"Impossible, you're so strong!"
—His tone was filled with reluctance, regret, and disappointment.
"Master, wish power requires specific cultivation methods and dealings with sentient beings; it's akin to the power of faith. Although I was born atop many divine corpses—"
As Blood Youth spoke, that aura filled with endless resentment and malice emanated from him again:
"I will absolutely not interact with sentient beings. Even if I encounter them, I would only kill them, torture them, never sparing anyone."
Wu Xiaode sighed.
Such a taboo existence seemingly lacking wish power seemed quite normal.
What about himself then?
Though he had earned quite a bit of wish power through livestreaming during his time in the empire, the Sealing Hand needed a whopping 10 billion to achieve an 'Epic' advancement!
10 billion!
