"Stay here from now on. If you serve faithfully, I'll give you a chance to be reborn."
Qin Er spoke calmly.
At his words, Godfather Venerable's expression immediately filled with excitement.
"Senior, do you truly mean that?"
"I never lie."
"I will serve you wholeheartedly. Whatever you command, Senior, I will never refuse."
Godfather Venerable wasted no time sucking up to him.
In his current state, keeping his life and having a chance at rebirth someday was the best outcome he could hope for.
To be honest.
For a mighty True Immortal to casually seize the body of some mediocre talent would only demean his status.
That was precisely why.
Godfather Venerable had chosen Xiao Xuan.
In terms of talent.
Had this been a hundred thousand years ago, Xiao Xuan would have qualified to become a True Immortal—and no ordinary True Immortal, at that.
However.
The Ye Hong before him was clearly even stronger.
But Godfather Venerable also understood that, gifted as Ye Hong was, his body was not something he could covet. This mysterious expert had very likely already claimed it.
Trying to compete with him for the body just now had been a terrible mistake.
Their conversation in his Sea of Consciousness had not escaped Ye Hong's perception. After all, the Sea of Consciousness belonged to him.
Only after the two finished speaking.
Did he finally ask, "Senior, if what he said is true, doesn't that mean I have no chance of breaking through to become a True Immortal?"
The myriad Daos had collapsed.
The world was decaying.
Godfather Venerable's words had all but confirmed that no more True Immortals would emerge in the Ninth Moon World.
If that was truly the case, what use was there in cultivating so painstakingly?
The upper limit had been sealed off.