Powerful mana continuously permeated the air.
In just a few dozens of breaths, a frustrated expression appeared on Qi Yuan's face: "I was wrong, you aren't small, you aren't cute at all."
This star was the smallest he could set his eyes upon.
Yet, its size was probably a thousand, if not tens of thousands times larger than the Blue Star from his previous life.
His mana was incapable of condensing enough solid matter, let alone envelop this star and refine it into his own Golden Core.
Qi Yuan gazed at this little sun, using his Great Forgetfulness Sutra again.
"You're not a sun, you're a chocolate ball."
The little sun showed absolutely no reaction.
"You're not a star, and you're not a sun, you're my lost Golden Core!"
With Qi Yuan's words, this time, he used the Great Forgetfulness Sutra to its extreme.
Right then, he wanted to engrave the Great Forgetfulness Sutra onto this star.
His Mind Powers were finally reaching the legendary stage of inscription.