Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

Chapter 714: Chapter 242: Seven-colored term: “Heavenly Dao Top Grade”!_5

This message wasn’t good news.

The Vast Continent and its twelve subordinate continents were not in an absolute master-subordinate relationship; they were more like a table with twelve legs, and now suddenly one leg was gone, and the table had started to wobble and could collapse at any time.

Of course.

Theoretically speaking, this was unreasonable because if a table really had twelve legs, even if four were missing, it should still be stable.

But now, according to the Heavenly Dao Decree, in ten thousand years, the Vast Continent would follow in the footsteps of the Pingxi Continent.

This meant that if you couldn’t step into a Third Grade Continent within ten thousand years, your fate would be to be destroyed along with the Vast Continent!

And this message immediately caused an uproar throughout the Vast Continent, as if a lively carp had been thrown into a sizzling frying pan.

…

“I don’t care,”

In a small tavern in Xuantian State, a middle-aged man with Foundation Establishment Cultivation waved his hand indifferently while drunk, “Let it destroy if it wants to destroy, it’s not like I’m going to live until ten thousand years from now.”

“Let it be destroyed, let it be destroyed, I’ll be dead by then, why should I care about all this fuss.”

“That’s not the right way to see it,” the tavern’s Shopkeeper said with a heavy heart and a sigh, “You might not live to see that day, but what about your son?”

“My son won’t fucking live to that time either,” he retorted.

“What about your grandson then?”

“Don’t start with grandsons. The chance is high that my grandson’s grandson won’t live to that time either. Dragons birth dragons, phoenixes birth phoenixes, the son of a mouse will dig holes, with me only at Foundation Establishment Cultivation, is it likely that a Void Refining Expert would suddenly pop out among my descendants?”

“What about your many-greats-grandson? You’ve got to think about your descendants, don’t you?”

“Heh.”

The drunken middle-aged man sneered, “Come on, let me ask you, do you know the name of your great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather? After so many generations, even if I really have descendants that far in the future, they wouldn’t remember the name of their great-grandfather who died long ago, so why should I care about them?”

“So what if you care?”

“Are you expecting me to reverse the overwhelming trend, to support a building that is about to fall?”

“All we can do is accept it, can we actually change this world?”

The man took out a few low-grade Spirit Stones from his robe, threw them on the table, waved his hand, and staggered towards the exit of the tavern: “Being alive is really meaningless. Life is already hard enough, and now you want me to think about saving the world.”

“…”

Meanwhile, the tavern owner looked expressionlessly at the man’s departing figure, and after a long silence, he murmured: “My great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather was named Wang Yi, and I am Wang Jiu.”

Perhaps most people are like this middle-aged man, not caring about this matter, because even though the Vast Continent has Void Refining Experts and Unification Experts, the majority at the bottom are still these Foundation Establishment and Golden Core Cultivators.

These people simply won’t live that long, so it’s quite normal for them not to care.

But he cared, he really did, because even though he only had Qi Refining Cultivation, he actually could live that long.

It was all because he possessed the Grey entry “Immortal.”

Although his Cultivation was fixed at Qi Refining, he had an infinite lifespan. This did not mean he was invincible; he would still die if attacked by a strong enemy, but he would not succumb to natural aging if he wasn’t killed by an enemy.

He didn’t ask for much; he thought his life was quite good. Even though it was unlikely for him to become extremely wealthy or eminent in this life, he could live comfortably relying on the wealth accumulated. He quite liked his life as it was.

But now it seemed, unless something unexpected happened,

he’d be forced to be buried with the Vast Continent.

Pretty shitty, right? What happened to being Immortal?