Qi Cultivation cultivators had lifespans not much different from ordinary people's, only a little over a hundred years. At the Foundation Establishment Realm, a cultivator could live for over two hundred years. Golden Core Stage cultivators lived no longer than five hundred years.
Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, however, could live for a terrifying thousand years!
But even so, lifespans still had their limits.
Take the current Qing Emperor, for example. A few years ago, her lifespan had already been nearing its end. Back then, the princes and princesses of Qing had begun openly and covertly fighting one another.
Now, it had only intensified. They had practically begun forming factions, and once the Old Emperor died, they might immediately raise armies and fight for the throne!
And this Sixth Prince had clearly come to win over Lin Prefecture.
Your grandfather voiced his opinion.
After thinking it over, you replied, "Someone like the Sixth Prince surely wouldn't care about a tiny Mu Family like ours..." All you wanted now was to lie low and cultivate. You had no desire for further upheaval.
Your grandfather nodded, agreeing with you.
A month later, in the eleventh month of the fifth year, you still failed to break through despite your bitter cultivation. It left you somewhat depressed. Why had you been stuck on condensing your eighth Spirit Platform for so long? Condensing Spirit Platforms had clearly gone smoothly before, hadn't it?
Unable to make heads or tails of it, you chose to go out and clear your head.
You arrived at the Family Martial Arts Arena and found quite a few disciples competing. It suddenly dawned on you that it was the monthly assessment.
You had proposed this monthly assessment in the first place, with the aim of tempering the Lineage's disciples.
You noticed that