There was no time to waste. There were only so many immortal opportunities, and if he was any later, they would all be snatched away. He would not even get a mouthful while it was hot.
And in merely that short span of time—
Chen Qiu had already swallowed nearly half of the spirit fruits. There were many kinds of immortal opportunities at the banquet, not just these spirit fruits. Seeing that Chen Qiu favored the spirit fruits, Badan and the others avoided them, leaving them for their senior.
Naturally, the people of the Mocking Heaven Sect did not touch the spirit fruits either.
Even Jiang Buping did not touch them. In fact, Jiang Buping had not touched any of the other opportunities either. After casually finding a seat, he simply chatted idly with the young lady of the Bai Family beside him.
That made sense.
To Jiang Buping, none of the opportunities here mattered more than his own body.
If he could reclaim his body, then none of the opportunities here mattered.
If he could not reclaim his body, then the opportunities here mattered even less.
It was just that Jiang Buping had yet to decide whether he wanted his body back. He had not decided what identity he should use to face the great battle a thousand years from now.
"If."
Jiang Buping, suddenly thinking of something, turned his head toward the people outside the membrane and said softly, "Wouldn't it be nice if life gave people multiple chances to choose? Or if life could be turned back? Then, whenever one made a wrong decision, one could immediately correct it."
"Is that so?" The young lady of the Bai Family said calmly, "Do you think you would live more happily after gaining that ability? Perhaps you would suffer