Chen Jichuan suddenly had a feeling, a rather comical one. He felt that while Kuya Demon Lord traveled through the river of time with grace and utility, it seemed as if the river of time was a rope, a cable, and the Kuya Demon Lord, such a Great Mahayana True Immortal, was like a monkey relying on the rope to slide and leap.
"True Immortal?"
"Monkey?"
Chen Jichuan chuckled inwardly, suppressing this bizarre thought.
If True Immortals were monkeys, then he wasn't even qualified to be called a monkey yet.
...
"We've arrived."
The Kuya Demon Lord put down Chen Jichuan and said in a sharp voice, "Achieve True Immortal status soon, and you too can command the river of time. No matter how much source jade you have or how strong your combat power is, without proving True Immortal, it's all an illusion."
