Inside the base, Wang Qi finally caught sight of the leader of this resistance organization.
At least, a minor leader.
And an Immortal, too.
This Immortal was also a humanoid creature. But Wang Qi could tell with certainty that this was not its innate appearance, but an acquired body created by "assembling cells" with mana. It was difficult to judge what it had originally looked like. Separated from Wang Qi by a table, the long-haired alien said, "I shall offer you a friendly smile, Path of the Alien Star."
It looked like a giant ape covered in half-meter-long fur. Perhaps because its culture had no such custom, or perhaps because the long hair itself concealed its body, he was not even wearing clothes.
Wang Qi asked, "Why did you seek me out?"
"You are a genius." The long-haired alien Immortal spoke as his slender fingers drifted across the tabletop. "Zhen Yuan Dao may hold boundless mysteries, but for you, it is not something worth devoting your entire life to, is it? I understand. I understand..."
Wang Qi said, "But it can grant immortality. Once I possess eternal life, I can do whatever I want."
"Doot doot doot doot doot! I express a benevolent laugh at those words." The Long-haired Immortal said, "I have seen many extraordinary geniuses. Do you know? I know what they think in their hearts. I understand. I understand... You—I know what you are thinking too."
"If you truly believed that immortality would let you do whatever you wanted, then why did you not report yourself to your clan, become an elder laboring from beginning to end, and obtain the subsequent cultivation methods and guidance? Why insist on climbing step by step yourself, seeking the publicly available methods of higher realms? You should know that although those