Just like a drowning person clutching a life-saving straw, even knowing that it cannot support their weight, what else can be done at that mont but hold on tightly with a thread of fantasy?
The pursuit of immortality within Central Earth's culture was Joseph's choice. This ancient Eastern Country has a long history, full of endless mysterious legends, akin to the only ancient civilization that has not ceased. The mysterious heritage is also quite structured, even having a complete systematic classification.
However, even for locals, this ancient knowledge is obscure and difficult to understand, let alone for foreigners. Joseph, this elder, was ruthless with himself, starting to learn Chinese in his old age. After being compelled to seek ethereal legends, he naturally wouldn't leave everything to translations at this ti.
It was precisely this experience that allowed this old gentleman to recognize the features of the Immortal opposite, swiftly matching them with the legends he had pursued diligently for years. He was incredibly excited to seize this opportunity born from misfortune, but also worried that his old age might have already missed the best timing.
He knew such sayings, even having heard these explanations many tis, and sowhat suspected that his lack of Effect from practice was due to his old age.
He had long missed the golden period of humanity, lacking the aspects commonly ntioned in Central Earth culture like the body of a virgin or innate flawlessness…
Thus, at this ti, this elder packaged his resu, playing emotional cards to score more impression points through friendly approaches… but unfortunately, the elder was confident that his face, his ntality, his Lie could withstand scrutiny from his equally cunning elder adversaries—
Yet it couldn't fool the extraordinary existence that was no longer human.
What could be done against soone who could directly see through a person's heart?
The old gentleman once again tasted the powerlessness that had been absent since he had made his fortune so many years ago. This ti, he dared not play any tricks, and his words were without any sches, straightforwardly explaining his experiences, his thoughts, and his fear of facing death, with no more disguise.
Yet from this, it could be seen that the elder's disposition was truly not one ordinary people could compare to.
"..."
"..."
The night breeze stopped, and everyone held their breath, waiting for fate's verdict like Joseph, the old gentleman.
The youth in the Cyan Daoist Robe withdrew his gaze, looking at Penglai Island beneath the night sky, beautiful like the Immortal Realm, and calmly said, "I understand, you may go back…"
In an instant, although this outco had been expected, hearing this response made the elder's face pale, like he had lost the spine holding him up, becoming utterly dejected: "I'm sorry, Immortal… I didn't want to lie, but I truly have no ti left…"
"I'm not bothered by these things; after all, longevity is the vessel of all desires, no matter what prompts the pursuit, there's no absolute hierarchy of nobility. Not wanting to die, wanting to live longer, not yet having enjoyed the flourishing prosperity of the Human World—these are rely common human feelings…"
The Immortal remained serene in his gaze, giving a sense at that mont of Daoist Technique attuning to nature as if seeing through worldly affairs.
"I refuse you not because you lied, but because you lack the fate for it, or rather, none of you possess it… It's like ordinary people who land on the island always have a choice to stay or leave, but that's because they are fated ones, due to their own reasons to be able to see Penglai Island, and land on this island…"
These unfortunate ones are different, their arrival here is purely accidental, saying they are fated is valid, saying they are not is valid too, Gu Mo as the arbiter naturally leans towards the latter.
After all, the unattainable always stirs restlessness, the unattainable is always deed the best.
If I casually agreed, giving them what they wish, it would seem too cheap.
......
"Fate…"
There was no further entanglent, yet on the reluctant departure path, Joseph the old gentleman kept chewing on this term.
He understood very well what this ant, and his gaze gradually shifted from disappointnt to beco extrely resolute.
It ans if I can rely on my own fortune to arrive on this island again, perhaps there will be a chance to stay, with more choices available… Though the desired outco wasn't achieved, indeed it was deeply disappointing, there is a silver lining when thought from another perspective.
That is finally, the elder conclusively confird one thing—what he pursued truly exists.
Since that's the case, then from here on, he has no further doubts, focusing solely on doing one thing well is enough.
Gazing at the silent middle-aged man beside him, the old gentleman suddenly spoke, "Victor, perhaps we should cooperate… not the business we discussed before, I an a deeper cooperation, what do you think, I believe now is the perfect timing!"
"Of course, I think so too…"
The middle-aged man turned his head, almost without hesitation said this, also nodding exceptionally forcefully.
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