From these twenty-four words, you can see what exactly he is thinking.
Or, perhaps, what he is hoping for.
Chen Ren knelt on the ground, and the other seventeen adopted sons and daughters also knelt nervously, begging Chen Ping...
Evidently, they too had sensed something.
There was a faint sadness in their eyes.
"No need to say more, I'll be honest with you all. Your Aunt Han and I have reached the state of cultivation perfection and will soon ascend to the Immortal Realm. Truly, we can no longer care for this world. After all, compared to the Great Dao of Longevity, worldly wealth and glory are insignificant."
At this moment, Chen Ping finally understood the state of mind Ji Hai had when he ascended on the dragon that day.
If one can truly advance further, extending one's lifespan, the position of a mere mortal emperor is not worth mentioning.
