"First, enjoy life while you can. Second, provide for your descendants. Beyond that, there's nothing else!"
Xu Fugui let out a sly laugh, a sign of the enlightened acceptance of one who has seen it all.
"You're right. This Cultivation Realm may seem vast and boundless, but how many people truly reach Tier Four or Tier Five? How many can ascend to the Upper Realm? For those without an unshakable Dao Heart or a promising future in cultivation, making a graceful exit might be the best choice."
Lin Changheng's own Dao Heart was unshakable, but that didn't stop him from offering a few words of comfort to his friend.
"You're right, Brother Lin."
The two of them left the house and began to stroll.
Just as they had thirty or forty years ago, they walked and talked along the banks of the Black Water River, the breeze from the water on their faces.
