A Ninth-Grade Dharmic Armament?

Wang Baole watched as Li Yi pretended to be concerned as she shared the information with him and felt put off by her pretense. He started sulking as he wondered if he really was a true son of Earth. That was why his luck had taken a turn for the worse ever since he had left Earth.

That had been the case when he had been on the moon, and now that he was on Mars, the same thing was happening again. First had been his unfortunate meeting with a formidable foe, the giant tree, next had been his encounter with Li Wuchen.

After having finally settled down and gotten himself on firm ground, he still hadn't yet resolved the problem that was the giant tree. To make things worse, Li Yi had started eyeing him and had also brought him news of worse things to come.

Why have all my enemies come to Mars? This is just… Frustration simmered inside Wang Baole. He felt as if all his enemies had suddenly come together while his friends had not. He felt alone in his fight.