Chapter 638 - 513 Cultured Hooligan_2
Niu Sanbao seemed thoughtful as he looked at his severed hand, feeling his determination growing even stronger.
"Then do you not want to master divine skills and dominate the world?" Duge asked again.
Laoqi and Laowu hesitated, not daring to speak. In the Carefree Sect, their master had been skinned and deboned by those above, while those below had been relentlessly purged by disciples. Even during cultivation, one had to sever hands and feet; it truly wasn’t a good sect!
What normal person would want to live such a miserable life?
"Do you think the people of the Carefree Sect are miserable?" Duge saw right through their thoughts and asked with a cold laugh.
Laoqi unconsciously nodded.
"Fools, do you know how old I am?" Duge asked.
Laoqi shook his head.
"Counting up to today, I have lived for seven hundred and eighty-three years," Duge said proudly with his hands behind his back. "I met your ancestor at twenty-five, my skills were perfected at thirty, I betrayed and killed my master at forty-one, and I lived carefree for hundreds of years before being defeated by a rebellious disciple.
In that time, I visited all the famous mountains and great rivers, tasted all the delicacies, served as a general, became a prime minister, slept with princesses, played with Heavenly Immortals, and held the grandest banquets under the heavens..."