The man coughed twice. He looked more like a person who could pass away at any time, but he was judging others at this moment.

"I'm fine. I still have disciples, but I think you won't survive tomorrow."

"Being your disciple is really a very sad thing. You will suffer retribution sooner or later if you live like this. If God doesn't retaliate, the beings in the fairy world will also come to claim your life."

"Haha, what qualifications do you have to say to me? You are more vicious than me. I at least regard them as my disciples. Your method of extending life is even more cruel and inhumane."

"But I don't want to live longer this time. If I die tomorrow, then so be it. I have lived enough."

The sickly man vomited out a mouthful of blood, but he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth without caring, looked at the bustling scene outside the window and said, "I don't want to stay in this mortal world anymore."

"So, you want to go to hell and suffer?"

"No, I want to go to heaven to drink tea."

The sickly man looked at the old man in front of him who had changed beyond recognition. He suddenly wanted to laugh for some reason, so he really laughed out loud.

"You, you don't even look for a mirror to see what you look like, are you still you? The child of destiny five hundred years ago? This is the first time I see the child of destiny who lives like you."

The third floor of Kaiyuan Inn.

"Qian Kaiyuan, are you crazy? Or drunk? Did you invite me here just to say this? Or do you want to drag me to death together?"

The sickly man chuckled twice, vomited out another mouthful of black blood and said: "No, no, I just want to tell you that every child of destiny chosen by Xianji has a deep meaning and is responsible.

, you should also have your own mission, but I know that you have not fulfilled it at all. If you get something that does not belong to you, but do not follow it, you will be punished sooner or later."
Chapter completed!