In the Dragon Ball World, Lu Li sometimes truly felt like an old grandpa when facing Pan and the others. Compared to ordinary people, he was indeed quite old, so he genuinely felt that he had cultivated for a long time.
As for Lin Feng saying that he was hundreds of thousands of years old, Lu Li had no real sense of it. He merely assumed the other man cultivated slowly. Martial God Mountain was part of the Supreme Path Immortal Sect, and True Disciples had abundant resources, so perhaps things were different.
Naturally, no one knew what Lu Li was thinking. Upon hearing him announce his age, they all stood there dumbfounded before sighs began to rise.
"Junior Brother Lu Li... I truly don't know whether to praise you or what. I keep feeling like you were sent by space to show off, or to crush our spirits."
"Exactly. He's only a little over eight thousand years old. Among cultivators of the Divine Martial Continent, that might not be the age of a baby, but he's still outrageously young."
"When I was eight thousand years old, forget controlling Martial Prowess Soul Intent—even my cultivation realm was far beneath Junior Brother Lu Li's."
"Don't mention it. It's embarrassing just talking about it. I only truly entered the ranks of cultivators at three thousand years old. If the power of my bloodline had not given me a lifespan longer than mortals, I might have died of old age."
"I truly don't know what to say. I just heard that Junior Brother Lu Li had lectured everyone on the Dao this morning. There really are such monstrous geniuses in this world..."
"..."
Everyone sighed in amazement, leaving Lu Li a little embarrassed.
At that moment, the senior apprentice-sister everyone called Lu Baisha