"Mister Wind Sprite!"
Wilbur stared as Wind Sprite left, falling into a silent daze. Indeed, Wilbur had pulled his strongest move in the battle with Wind
Sprite earlier. If the other two guardians were even stronger than him, it would be quite impossible for Wilbur to win.
But Wilbur did not want to lose. He had gone through so much to get here and would have to wait another ten years if he failed
now.
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Ten years was a long tfor a cultivator and getting banned from entering the Vicente Primeval Forest over his defeat was
humiliating.
Wind Sprite's words replayed over and over again in Wilbur's head as he walked along in the forest. Wilbur did not want to lose,
and he gritted his teeth. "I'm sure there's a way to turn the tables!"
After giving it sthought, Wilbur lit up as if he had an epiphany.
"That's it! The Dragon's Altar!"
The Dragon Move cfrom the Dragon's Altar, and Wilbur had acquired many great things from the altar. Maybe he would be
able to get something that could help him with the grace points he accumulated.
Everything Wilbur had gotten from the Dragon's Altar was extremely precious, and he now had twenty thousand grace points from
the copper ore he acquired from Tuttle Mine.
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Wilbur believed he might just be able to pass this next test with the help of those grace points.
After looking around and making sure there was no one around, Wilbur entered his demiplane to visit the Dragon's Altar.
The screen appeared upon sensing Wilbur's presence. He stared at the golden hourglass. There were exactly twenty thousand
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