"..."
After snickering, the Qu Family Supreme Elder once again lapsed into silence, his heart swelling with a wave of sadness.
He was a transmigrator.
No sooner had he transmigrated than he found himself at the Golden Core Peak of Cultivation, which was already the ceiling in Da Xia; basically, no one could beat him. But... he had just over a year to live.
That was if he didn't engage in combat.
If he fought and even got a bit injured, he'd be dead in a month or two.
There was only one way to save himself, which was to attain the Nascent Soul.
Sometimes he really envied Qu Qi, the young lord of the Qu Family. Qu Qi was also a transmigrator but was far better off, the sole male of his generation in the Qu family. Piled with massive amounts of the family's resources, they desperately fostered him into an extraordinary Magic Practitioner.
Nearly invincible among his peers.