"Many thanks."
Li Ye was polite, but he spoke bluntly as well. "Old Master Chou, you are already dead. Why insist on lingering in the mortal world?
"If you remain stubbornly obsessed, I fear even your true self will be punished by the uncles of Du Su Mountain. In your next reincarnation, you will surely suffer every torment and hardship.
"This immortality is false."
—Of course, he was only trying to frighten him.
After all, this matter had not begun because of Old Master Chou. On the contrary, Li Ye bore some responsibility for it, so he would even put in a few good words for him.
"Hehe."
The youthful Old Master Chou bared his white teeth and slowly bit into the Auspicious Fruit he had just taken out. With every bite, thin threads of blood trickled down the fruit.
It truly looked as though he were devouring a heart.
As he gnawed on the Auspicious Fruit, he said, "The Cihui Deity has already made it clear to me. What cultivators cultivate is this life; the next life and all that karma and retribution are things monks talk about.
"As long as I wish to live.
"I can continue living forever.
"The deity has already told me that my body is a divine body It personally remade.
"I can even bring all my old brothers, who have suffered beneath the torment of life, death, and reincarnation, back to life—this is all thanks to you, Immortal Li."
There was bright laughter in his voice.
Yet Li Ye's heart sank. This man knew so much. Had Cihui told him?
Why would Cihui say such things?
Could it be...
A flash of insight struck Li Ye, and he understood at once—this was indeed his mistake. When he had created the Xiang River Abode,