"I'm already 163 years old. Just half a month ago, I celebrated my first birthday in this world of cultivation. I received a custom-made magic artifact, a precious sword, as a birthday gift from the Four Tigers Shop. I may look youthful, but I'm actually advanced in age..."
In the wooden house, Chen Dengming contemplated his lifespan reflected on the panel, filled with a touch of sentimentality.
However, although his expended lifespan was 163 years, in truth, he had only lived 83 years after transmigration, not that old yet.
In the past month of cultivation, his Daoist progress had not been significant, largely due to the diversion of energy towards managing Gu refining.
Although he didn't want to be too distracted, it was also impossible to sit back and enjoy the fruits without making any effort at all.
