Chen Lin outright ignored the other party's suggestion.
Never mind that the Bone Shard was about to shatter-even if it were as good as new, he would never hand it over.
"Ah, what a fool!"
Seeing that Chen Lin remained unmoved, the Red-Haired Mouse sighed and said no more, quietly watching the Longevity Mirror.
Chen Lin, however, would not let the opportunity slip away.
After a stretch of silence, he continued asking questions here and there, trying to learn more secrets of the Elder Ancient era.
The Red-Haired Mouse occasionally answered a question or two.
Most of the time, he simply rested with his eyes closed. When the questions annoyed him, he unleashed a furious tirade, giving Chen Lin a taste of his mercurial temper.
But Chen Lin understood.
Anyone stranded in one place for over ten thousand years would suffer a mental collapse, especially if they constantly had to endure the torment of Sword Qi. The fact that he had not killed himself already spoke to his tenacity.
Time trickled by.
Half a year passed in a flash.
Once six spots appeared on the Longevity Mirror, the Red-Haired Mouse could hardly wait to absorb its light.
Chen Lin did not refuse.
But he did not hand over the mirror. Instead, he kept it under his control and allowed the mouse to activate it from a distance, lest it be snatched away.
He was not worried about the mouse absorbing the mirror's light.
The mirror exchanged cultivation for lifespan. The more lifespan the mouse gained, the further his cultivation would fall, and the less of a threat he would pose.
As for leaving this place...
Chen Lin could not possibly rely on him for that, either. If the mouse had a way out, he would have left long ago. He