Chapter 13: Changes in Perspectives
Knock, knock, knock!
The sound of knocking echoed.
Lu Ye opened his eyes and couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm?"
Linghu Wushuang!
Why is this kid here? According to the timeline, he and Linghu Wushuang hadn't crossed paths yet.
Their first interaction would be during the sect's disciple competition, where Lu Ye was the champion and Linghu Wushuang was the runner-up.
Thinking back, ever since the Dark Chaos and Linghu Wushuang’s death, it had been about four thousand years since they last met.
But this is how cultivation works—powerful cultivators might go into seclusion for hundreds or even thousands of years.
In his previous life, Lu Ye had thought about how, on Earth, people in their fifties and sixties were already considered wise elders. But in the cultivation world, cultivators could live for hundreds or thousands of years, and their wisdom must be extraordinary!
In reality, it wasn’t quite like that.
In fact, many powerful cultivators’ wisdom didn’t even surpass that of ordinary people who struggled in the mortal world.
A cultivator’s life: cultivate, cultivate, cultivate, then go off to wild mountains and remote places, digging up ancient tombs, searching for ruins, hunting for spiritual treasures.