Jing Jiu said, "We were the same to begin with."
The girl said expressionlessly, "To gain my recognition, you're actually willing to abandon your old obsession and admit you aren't human?"
Clearly, she had read the novel called Great Dao Toward Heaven.
"If you can become a god, why remain human?" Jing Jiu's answer was intriguing.
"That is only what certain people think. It doesn't mean I agree."
The corners of the girl's lips lifted again, revealing a smile.
Because it was mechanical, that smile was somewhat eerie.
Jing Jiu looked at the light snow falling from the sky and said, "It doesn't matter."
With his movement, the hood of his blue hoodie fell back, revealing his face, which caught a few flakes of snow.
He had never been a god, but he had played a similar role.
In the eyes of the younger cultivators and mortals of Chaotian Continent, True Person Jingyang was an immortal.
"If it doesn't matter, why did you come to the Capital Planet and do those things to meet me?" The girl asked.
Jing Jiu said, "Becoming a new god will help me achieve my goal. Or rather, it is a convenience."
The girl said, "You want to use me?"
Jing Jiu said, "Make good use of things."
These words, too, held profound meaning.
The depth lay in the word "things."
The girl did not grow angry. She asked calmly, "What is your goal?"
Jing Jiu withdrew his gaze and looked at her snow-white, lifeless face. "Cultivation, of course."
The girl asked, "You cultivated on Chaotian Continent to ascend. Now that you're here, why keep cultivating?"
"Ascension was to get out. Cultivation is to exist."
This answer was the same as what he had said in the Azure Sky Mirror Illusion.
The girl said, "Low-speed