"Prince, do you really not desire the Path of Longevity?" Miao Guan gazed at Jiang Ning with piercing eyes.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning smiled and did not reply.
He was well aware of his own situation.
Longevity, to him, was no longer a difficult endeavor.
The mystique of the panel assured him that he could obtain longevity in the future.
Even now, he could sense that his lifespan was already extraordinarily long.
Though he had not become Immortal, his lifespan already exceeded a thousand years.
Surely surpassing that of a Martial Saint.
Due to the accumulation of various traits, his overall reserves had reached an extremely profound state.
Thus, Miao Guan's words could not sway him.
He did not ponder whether he would be so resolute—if he didn't have his own reliance—whether he would fall into the allure of the Immortal Cave Heaven in pursuit of the Path of Longevity.
Imagining things that don't exist serves no purpose.
It's as if he would entrap himself in a cocoon.
