"Dear Fellow Daoist Wang Qi, have you been having fun running wild outside? Do you still remember who I am..."
Crossed out.
No, she could not say that. It seemed a little too excessive.
Chen Youjia stared gloomily at the sheet of paper before her.
Several different passages had already been crossed out on it.
Chen Youjia felt that she needed to carefully settle the matter of Wang Qi disappearing for one or two years.
To cultivators with long lifespans, "one or two years" should actually have been quite a brief period—Modern Dharma Cultivators naturally had abnormally long lifespans. Compared to its two-thousand-year history of development, it was truly insignificant. There had yet to be any Modern Dharma Cultivator at the Primordial Spirit stage or above who died because their lifespan ran dry.
For cultivators, "disappearing for a dozen years or so" should really have felt like "going on a business trip for a few days."
In the Ancient Method era, cultivators of the same level could casually enter secluded cultivation for longer than that.
What was more, although Modern Dharma cultivation did not advocate deathly secluded cultivation, that was only because the overall rate of development of the Modern Dharma Immortal Path was simply too abnormal. Perhaps, in the eyes of Wang Qi, a transmigrator from the Aura Universe, the Divine Land human race's progress in scientific research was slow, but from the perspective of this universe, humanity's pace of advancement was truly quite bizarre.
One might enter deathly seclusion for several decades, break through a certain realm, cultivate some technique, then emerge and discover that the Immortal Path had long since developed a technology that made the realm one had broken through to and the technique one had cultivated far easier to achieve.
In fact, such things had