Ten Immortal Cities, TianShu Pavilion.
Third floor.
Su Yu saw True Monarch Anyue, who had aged tremendously compared to two or three hundred years ago. His body even carried the smell of decay signifying mortality, clearly, he was nearing the end of his life span.
Seeing Anyue, almost skin and bones, Su Yu couldn't help but feel apprehensive: "Senior, you…"
True Monarch Anyue smiled, gestured for Su Yu to sit down, and served him a cup of Spiritual Tea, saying: "Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the norms of all beings, there is always a day when one falls."
"Although cultivation can bring about so-called immortality, how many people can really cross the long path of cultivation and stay forever young?"
"So, don't worry, this is normal for me."
Su Yu sat down, took a small sip of spiritual tea, and the room was quiet with only the two of them.
Watching the old man in front of him, Su Yu couldn't help but feel sentimental.
