And Dalong didn't pay attention to the part about the future. What shocked him was the ten thousand years cultivation. He widely opened his mouth and looked at Ye Xiao. He said, "That… ten thousand years… you won't need to do anything… to get ten thousand years cultivation…"
Suddenly, he felt sad. He didn't understand why one man could have such a different life to another.
[I have been working so damn hard, yet all I have is just a few hundred years cultivation… I am in a regular level in this world. Not good, not bad.]
[This young man, who has just come to this world from the lower realm, because of good luck, gets the chance to have ten thousand years cultivation!]
[How can I not be jealous!]
"Three factions are brother sects. That is true. However, there are always fights under the table. Everyone wants to be the best of the three… And there is nothing we wouldn't do…
