Five Years of Secluded Cultivation! (Combined Chapter)

Tang Keca glanced at the Biyougen, then at Fulan. He casually caught a plump big white bird, sat down on the ground, lit a fire, plucked its feathers, and roasted it.

Perhaps influenced by Song Changming along the way, he had now regained some interest in food and drink.

In the past, he would never have done something like sitting on the ground to roast a bird.

"Fulan, I increasingly feel that serving this master is an opportunity we may never encounter again in our lives," Tang Keca said softly.

"Even if being enslaved at the start was hard to accept, looking at it now, submitting to this master is not such a bad thing."

"At least we have a chance to Become an Immortal. How many ordinary people like us spend their entire lives on the Primal Continent without ever seeing even a sliver of hope to Become an Immortal? We have it far better than they do."

A tangible hope of becoming immortal outweighed everything for people like them!

Fulan, however, absentmindedly gathered her skirt and did not echo Tang Keca's words.

"That water mist reminded me somewhat of my days as a saintess in the Small World. I wonder whether those old friends are still alive."

Tang Keca noticed the shift in Fulan's state of mind.

Hesitation, confusion, deep worry.

No one remained unchanged forever. Sometimes, a change of heart came from a single event, a single experience, or a single moment.

After enduring countless dangers, Fulan's desire to seek immortality was no longer as resolute as before.

Tang Keca could not blame her for it.

After all, Fulan was Fulan, and he was he.

They had once been a trio that worked together and advanced together, but that was no longer the case.

They all served