Three days later, Han Li appeared on another desolate island.
He stood atop a stone cliff by the shore, looking resolutely at the small puppet floating before him—an artifact imbued with the spirit of Monarch Great Development.
"Senior really intends to enter nirvana on your own? With your condition, I still have ways to extend your soul for another month or two," Han Li said slowly.
"What difference does it make to live a few more days? Don't trouble yourself over this. To naturally return to the path of reincarnation would also be a blessing for me," the small puppet shook its head and said calmly.
"Since that is the case, I will say no more. I hope there really is a path of reincarnation in this world so that in your next life, Senior, you may have the chance to embark on the path of Immortal Cultivation once again," Han Li said with a somber voice.
