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Wang Qi had to admit that Zhen Chanzi made a great deal of sense.
Even without counting the ten thousand years he had spent sitting idly inside the ring, the old man was still an ancient monster with several thousand years of experience. Across both his lives, Wang Qi had not even reached forty. In this regard, he truly could not compare to Zhen Chanzi.
"But, as I said, old man." Wang Qi shrugged. "Knowing is easy; doing is hard."
"Oh?" Zhen Chanzi's tone rose. "Are you preparing to run away? Where is your arrogance? Where are your soaring ambitions?"
Wang Qi tipped his head back and looked upward. The river valley was neither deep nor shallow. The patch of sky he could see was not merely a narrow slit, yet it was far from broad. The youth smiled easily. "I told you, I want immortality. So I have all the time in the world to soothe my inner demons."
"How long will that take?"
"Who knows?" Wang Qi said. "Maybe thirty years, maybe eighty. But definitely not now."
"If you run into an opponent profoundly skilled in Illusion Techniques over the next thirty or fifty years, you'll be dead for sure."
Wang Qi did not care. "There's no use rushing. This is just who I am."
Zhen Chanzi chuckled inside the ring. "Let this old man give you some advice. Don't spend New Year's Eve alone."
Wang Qi frowned. "Old man, you sound exactly like you're saying, 'You ought to find yourself a girlfriend.'"
Zhen Chanzi sounded delighted. "Wealth, companions, Dharma,