In the afternoon.

There were still eight hours before Chu Wanning's birthday.

The Emperor Ta landed firmly on the beam of the master's study. He couldn't help but cheer for himself in his heart.

Time was tight, and he was the only one in the world who could come and go as he pleased.

After all, it was impossible to fly so fast on a sword. He couldn't travel so far in such a short time, but he was different. He could teleport.

The Emperor Ta was so proud of himself.

"You need to catch a human of the 'Aisi, Aisi' level — Jiang, Jiang, Jiang, Ye, Cen, Jiang Zangmen to exchange for it." Cake Batian's words were still in his ears.