"Once one falls into cultivation, time passes especially quickly, so there is the sensation of losing track of days and months in the mountains. From this perspective, the Main God Space is still too noisy, and it doesn't feel like a world for cultivators but rather like a place for those who rush and scramble daily, busily managing their affairs," Li Xu remarked.
"Hehe, I guess you wish everyone in the world were like you;, shutting out all external affairs and only knowing to bury themselves in arduous cultivation;, opening and closing their eyes, and just like that, a year goes by;, how peaceful and how convenient would that be?"
Li Xu shook his head with a smile, his finger lightly pointing at the cheerfully grinning Lin Xiaomeng, "You, you don't understand the value of time, nor do you know how long and arduous the path ahead is;, by the time you truly wake up, it might already be too late."
