"Huang Lichen, the Jiuzhou Realm is where our Chan Sect has taken root. If no one stays behind to guard it, how could I feel at ease ascending? What's more, we hold such vital territories as Wanzhou and Yuezhou! Ascending would certainly be good for you, but staying in the Jiuzhou Realm is more suitable for your development!" Li Poxiao might not be Haoyang, but whenever he grunted, Huang Lichen would say no more. Even so, his words carried tremendous weight, and no one dared take them lightly...
Li Poxiao had personally asked him to stay, and Huang Lichen's face immediately fell. Han Shanshan, however, let out a cold laugh and said, "Becoming an immortal by ascending—do you think it's that easy? Without connections or powerful allies, when will you ever rise above the infighting? Without high office and generous emoluments, you won't be able to touch the core of anything. You'll spend your whole life hanging around in some idle post, forever a third-rate immortal. What's the point?"
"You... Fellow Daoist Han, you're looking down on me a little too much! Even if it takes ten years or a hundred, as long as I have enough ability, the day will come when someone recognizes me!" Huang Lichen was handsome and tall, and naturally many women in the sect liked him. Coupled with his exceptional aptitude, he probably had never been underestimated before. Having suffered this setback, he was terribly stifled inside, and his face flushed red at once.
"Ten years? A hundred years? Huang Lichen, you're underestimating the Divine Court far too much! Being an immortal carries risks too! Do you think it's like selling vegetables by the roadside, where you can simply leave whenever you no longer feel like selling? You don't realize that the moment you sit