"This little guy is so pitiful!"
"I can't take it anymore, this fairy can't stand it any longer, I'm leaving!"
"I can't hold on any longer... I hope it succeeds, sob sob..."
With the emotional background music playing, some of the more sentimental monks couldn't hold back any longer and turned off the review video.
Now they didn't even care about the potential increase in cultivation that the review video might bring.
Lin Yu was speechless after reading it, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved.
The background music is "The Offering of Love" from the Earth era.
Although humans on Earth could not cultivate, they existed much earlier than those in the fantasy world. Therefore, the languages spoken on Earth were not well understood by most cultivators.
Most of the monks who were moved probably didn't even know the meaning of the lyrics, so they couldn't realize how inappropriate the background music was!
"I bet the creator of this video just randomly picked a background music track from the music library and inserted it!" Lin Yu thought to himself.
Another fantasy world.
"You know what, this little guy is quite pitiful. He can't cultivate, he can only be reborn and reincarnated again and again."
Even the big black dog couldn't help but sigh.
"Its lifespan is just too long, its life force is simply astonishing! Thinking about this, I no longer feel sorry for it. There's always a trade-off; this moth has gained such powerful life force, if it could continue cultivating, wouldn't that be incredible?"
The big black dog changed the subject and continued.
However, as he said this, his dog eyes seemed to have thought of something, and they looked somewhat weary.
Magnesium-aluminum Saigao doesn't think things through as thoroughly as the big black dog; he says whatever comes to mind.
"Yes, if only the immortal you serve could have such a long life!" said the naive and oblivious Mei Lu.
Big black dog. "..."
He was speechless.
He had only hinted at it briefly, intending to keep his thoughts on the topic to himself, but unexpectedly, this guy, Magnesium Aluminum, blurted it out directly.
However, when the big black dog turned around, he saw that Magnesia Saigao looked indifferent, clearly not thinking that he had said anything significant that had touched a nerve with the big black dog.
"You might as well say, 'I wish you could live that long,'" the big black dog said sinisterly.
Magnesium-Almond still didn't notice the change in the big black dog's expression, rolled his eyes and said, "Are you cursing me like that? I'm still young!"
Upon hearing this, the big black dog sighed. He knew that with Magnesium's high "intelligence," he probably never imagined that one day he would be overwhelmed by the depletion of his life force.
In the world of fantasy, cultivators may live for hundreds or even thousands of years, but who wouldn't want an even longer lifespan?
Unfortunately, this brat's life has been too smooth so far, and he has never experienced being stuck at a certain level for several years, so of course he has never considered this issue.
For a moment, the big black dog looked at the fearless beauty and wondered whether to envy him or pity him.
This is probably what they mean by "ignorance is bliss."
"Hehe, this video is great, quickly forward it to those old monsters." A young cultivator with bright eyes and brows chuckled and clicked the forward button, sharing the entire compilation video with other elders in the same world.
This person is named Mingqi Daoren. His name sounds old-fashioned, but he is actually not very old. He comes from a large Lineage in this fantasy world.
Daoist Mingqi is exceptionally talented; at a young age, he has reached a level comparable to that of the clan leader.
Of course, this is not entirely due to Mingqi Daoist's own efforts; the rare and precious materials provided by the clan also play an indispensable role.
But his life was too smooth sailing, and with the elders around him pampering him and his peers being jealous and flattering him, everything turned Mingqi Daoist into a complete brat.
For example, a few days ago, Daoist Mingqi wanted to go down the mountain to travel, but the elders of the clan disagreed.
He was naturally not going to give in, and immediately tried to break through the clan's barriers to escape, but was caught red-handed by several elders.
Even if Ming Qi possessed extraordinary abilities, it was impossible for him to be a match for several elders at such a young age. Therefore, he was reluctantly taken back, which led to the scene described earlier.
Sure enough, not long after Mingqi Daoist forwarded the message, a thunderous roar echoed from a distant cave, "Ming! Qi!"
"Oh no! The Grand Elder is really angry! Run!" Mingqi Daoist laughed loudly as he leaped into the air and headed straight for the clan's forest.
Meanwhile, in the Jade Pool Wonderland, a white-haired cultivator was pounding his chest in frustration, his eyes almost red as he watched the footage in the review video.
"If a mere moth can live such a long life, what would it be like if it were a cultivator?" The old man stared at the scene in the video with eyes wide with rage.
If given the chance, he would definitely want to be in that world, to be integrated into its laws, so that he wouldn't be limited by lifespan.
"Junior brother, such longevity is indeed enviable. But neither of us should belittle ourselves. Given the spiritual energy concentration of their world, even with a longer lifespan, the low spiritual energy concentration makes it very difficult to level up."
"Based on this calculation, the cultivators of our age in that world should be weaker than the two of us."
An elderly man standing next to the white-haired old man spoke gently.
The white-haired old man knew this perfectly well, but he was still envious!
If we could combine the lifespan of the moth's world with the spiritual energy concentration of his current world, that would be wonderful.
However, even the white-haired old man himself knew that this was simply impossible.
You can't have your cake and eat it too.
"That moth is going to die again. Can it continue its cycle of reincarnation?" The red-haired beauty leaned back on her throne, one hand supporting her chin, gazing thoughtfully at the scene.
Even the strongest vitality is finite and cannot be preserved indefinitely. That moth has already been reborn tens of thousands of times. Can the South Island continue to be reborn?
And the truth is just as the red-haired beauty said: no matter how strong the moth's will is, it cannot overcome the fact that its life energy is limited.
He had been reborn millions of times on his countless journeys into the land of darkness, and now he was utterly exhausted.