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"You aren't?" Cang Yunxin was stunned for a moment, then said in astonishment, "How is that possible? Before your intelligence awakened and before you began cultivating, how could you possibly have lived for five hundred thousand years?"
Yue Qianchou was equally dumbfounded. Though his cultivation was not high in the Immortal Realm, he still knew some basic common sense about cultivation. Unless it was a vicious beast among the Primordial Exotic Species—and an exceptionally special kind at that—that had accidentally devoured some heavenly treasure now extinct in this age during the distant ancient era, it could only rely on its powerful fleshly body to survive for hundreds of thousands of years before its intelligence awakened. Even so, those that had lived beyond five hundred thousand years were rarely heard of.
Even among those immortal beings said to live forever, no one seemed to have heard of anyone living for over a million years. It was not that immortality was false, but that prosperity and decline had no fixed course. No one could predict what accidents might arise. It was as though some force in the unseen would not allow a person to live forever. No matter how sound your body was, all kinds of calamities would eventually arise to forcibly strip you of your life.
The most common cause was fighting and killing over the word "profit," or over gratitude, grudges, love, and hatred. This was the chief culprit in claiming immortals' lives. It seemed that even Immortal Emperor Jin Tai, who now ruled the Immortal Realm, and Nether Emperor Bai Qi, who ruled the Netherworld, might not have lived five hundred thousand years! One had to know that five hundred thousand long years was absolutely no small number compared to the trickling passage of time.
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