"Can I drive away the demons in my heart through cultivation?" Ma Lu asked.
"The tiniest bit cannot be driven away; the demons in your heart are too terrifying," the old man shook his head. "Only by ending your own life as soon as possible can you be liberated."
"Alright, then I'll go die now."
After saying that, Ma Lu called for the Chef's Knife to stab himself in the chest, but he stopped his hand movement in the next moment.
Seeing this, the old man urged, "Come on, do it. Why did you stop?"
"I've thought about it again, and the demon in my heart doesn't seem that terrifying," said Ma Lu.
"How could it not be? You've been sentenced to 999 trillion years."
"But I didn't do anything bad," Ma Lu said. "Wait, why should I commit suicide?"