Wilbur hurried to say. "My man! I was joking! This is a great power, so of course it's worth this much." Just then, a voice sounded from within Wilbur's spirit.

"Dear offeror, you have been performing well as of late. I hereby grant you the title of Divine Dependent. Work hard, and you shall becan extraordinary being." At the stime, the words 'Divine Dependent’ appeared in Wilbur's consciousness.

All the aura in the air disappeared right after, and the demiplane resumed its silence.

Wilbur stood there for a long time. What the hell was Divine Dependent? It did not seem to give him any special powers at all.

Was it really just a simple title? The thought of it made Wilbur curse out loud.

For a god of gods, this dragon really liked to take the piss at him, didn't it? Giving Wilbur sdumb title and expecting him to work hard just because of that and keep coming to it with more offerings.

A moment later, Wilbur could not help but sigh.

was not like there was anything he could do about it. The Dragon's Altar was practically chock-full of goodies, and he

on the Scorching Sun Pill

emerged from the screen, hovering in front of Wilbur. The golden hourglass overturned, with only ten grace points remaining

He turned around and saw the flserpent

Is it really that terrifying?" He seemed to have forgotten how nervous

took the Scorching Sun Pill and began to meditate

Three days later.

from his room in high spirits, coming to the garden in the square to look at the

growing well, radiating spiritual air that spread around

Wilbur nodded joyfully.

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