'No sane person would hit the smiling face of a child. Besides that, trying to find a logical explanation is a no-go. A lie would be revealed in the future. So, just saying that it's a feeling is the best solution.'
As an offensive attack, if the needle hit a Cultivator, their body would be pierced through with little resistance while their organs were set ablaze, and the needle could even teleport back inside of them later.
"Huh?!?" Uri couldn't believe what he was hearing. He turned his head to face his master, the bright red scales glimmering in the final light of day. "You want a dragon to learn... anti-dragon Techniques?!"
A slight breeze flew past William's face, slowly wiping away the memories of the earlier conversation. His Mind Talent and Cultivation tried to resist, but he was only able to remember "Logged in" and the necessary information related to the Continent.
"It's PINK! Everything is pink!" Carl lamented as he scanned the interior of the room for something that wasn't dyed the color pink. He couldn't find anything!