Immortal Travel of Longevity

"Is Mister still pondering those Red Beans?"

Ning Bufan really wanted to know—didn't Mister Chen ever get tired?

Just looking at the Red Beans made him dizzy.

Chen Changsheng picked up the Red Beans. "Cultivation has never been about ascending to heaven in a single step. It requires the tempering of time."

He tucked the Red Beans into his sleeve and turned to Ning Bufan. "However, we have stayed here long enough. It is time for us to leave."

"We're leaving already?"

Ning Bufan paused, blinking. "We've only been here for three days."

"Three days is a long time," Chen Changsheng replied.

To Chen Changsheng, a single hour or day was a vast stretch of time.