Six senses are disappointing

Sun Wukong awoke to the Advice System at Magic Square Mountain, connecting his consciousness to Zhihu. As long as he took suggestions from netizens, he could obtain various rewards.
At first, all he sought was immortality, but once a bunch of savvy netizens started offering a myriad of suggestions, his future began to warp.
"I'm Sun Wukong, been at Magic Square Mountain for seven years, and the ancestral master still won't teach me the path to immortality—what should I do?"
"I’m Qin Shi Huang himself. Hurry up and wire me some money."
"Thanks for the invite; I'm in the States, just got off the plane. I suggest you definitely learn all the Heavenly Guards and Earthly Fiends!"

Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System

"Supreme, save me!" Facing the sudden assault of the blood fog, the other Saint Emperors were too slow to dodge and cried out in panic for help.


"Hmph!" Wang Bing snorted coldly, and the blood fog was immediately contained and isolated, no longer drifting outward by even a hair's breadth.


Soon, the blood fog reversed its flow back into the Ancestral Dragon's body.


Accompanied by a crisp sound, the Ancestral Dragon's strength advanced further.


Wang Bing's expression wasn't very good, not because the Ancestral Dragon's strength had improved so rapidly, but because the ancient blood pool had dried up...


It was said that this blood pool had existed since the Secret Forces first appeared.


And the existence of the Secret Forces could even be traced back to the very source of all epochs.


Now that the blood pool had dried up, as a Supreme, Wang Bing was somewhat flustered.


She had never encountered such a situation before!


Chapter 359: The Ancestral Dragon's Panic_2