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"An eighth-rank server is really something special, the sensation I get from a ninth-rank life form is even more intense than devouring a whole world."
"Cut the crap, do you have any last words? Better to say them, leave a memory at least," said Qin Muye very kindly.
"I'll have the Spirit Monster open it when I get the chance. Right now, the most important thing is to perfect the body of Xuanjun, or I won't even be able to enter my territory."
"We've come this far, why hasn't it been discovered yet?"
"Yeah, so what if it hasn't," replied Qin Muye nonchalantly, and then he reached out with his twisted magical claw, immediately pressing down the Cosmic Will that was raging impotently, forcing it to act honestly as a relay station.
"Let go of me, you shameless thief!"
