Chapter 2310

Although Wilbur has gained a hundred and fifty years of cultivation, he did not mind a hundred more. After all, no cultivator would turn such an offer down. Yet the dragon's voice was not heard again. It was a clear rejection of Wilbur's request. "Dude, c'mon! Weren't we just having a nice little chat? Why would you run away like that?" Wilbur's voice echoed in the demiplane, but there was no response. With no other choice, Wilbur turned to the screen to look at his options. There was a dozen or so options, with the good stuff that cost more grace points at the top. "Dragon's Breath. Cultivating this will allow you to sense any formations within a hundred-meter radius. This skill can be strengthened along with cultivation level. Costs fifteen thousand grace points." Wilbur gasped. Wasn't this exactly what he needed? Wilbur's master, the water dragon Orkot had once said that cultivators from middle and upper dimensions typically used formations to protect themselves. The Dr