"Is there truly such a thing as eternal life?"
Li Cheng murmured to himself. To mortals, living a hundred years is already longevity, but to his master, even the hundred billion-year lifespan of a Divine Emperor is not eternal life.
What he sought was immortality, the everlasting.
But did such an existence really exist?
Even the heavens and earth have a day of destruction!
"Your master, having seen much and known a great deal, might have touched upon the secrets of eternal life, which is probably why he holds such an obsession." The Confucius Ancestor said.
"How does my father regard eternal life?" asked Li Cheng.
The Confucius Ancestor shook his head with a smile, "How old are you? With seventy or eighty billion years of lifespan left, you're asking about eternal life?"
"Just curious," Li Cheng said with a smile.