Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim

1 drop of blood = 1-Up
Other people game overnight, I game overnight and bleed.
Ever since the dimensional storms descended upon Earth, numerous dimensional zones have appeared, bringing with them all kinds of dimensional creatures—Immortals, Buddhas, Devils, Angels, Elves, etc.
Yet, all these strange dimensional zones can turn into dungeon instances on my phone. Other people risk their lives adventuring, I spend all my time gaming.
Monsters drop dimensional crystals that boost stats, imbue new skills, and join me as Companion Beasts. These Companion Beasts fight alongside me or alone, augmenting me with their skills and strength. Rare monsters in real life? I'll just restart the game with a drop of blood to grind it.
I really need a blood transfusion.

Let Me Game in Peace

CKtalon

"Why don't we forget our bet? It was just a joke to begin with," Li Xuan said to Worm Dugu.

"What joke? I, Worm Dugu, am a man of my word. If I can't capture the Ice Silkworm Gu King for you, I'll be your disciple," Worm Dugu said angrily.

Li Xuan said with a smile, "I've seen your abilities. If there was only one Ice Silkworm Gu King, you would definitely be able to capture it. But now, there are two. This is unexpected. Just count ourselves even. No one is losing to anyone. Isn't that fair?"

"No, a man's word is worth its weight in gold. If I can't capture the Ice Silkworm Worm, I'll acknowledge you as my master. I won't go back on my word." With that said, Worm Dugu turned to Zhou Wen and said, "If Li Xuan is my master, Zhou Wen, you will be my uncle-master. It's not too much for an uncle-master to teach me some skills, right?"