Wang Jing narrowed his eyes. No wonder Wang Yi was so anxious. It seemed that the situation was really imminent.
"What if we can't find the Holy Fruit of Life?" Wang Jing said.
"Then I can only go to the Tomb Palace."
Wang Yi said helplessly, "I can use the time difference in the tomb to cultivate there. As long as I can cultivate to the Saint level, I still have a chance to survive... Otherwise, there is only death."
"The Holy Fruit of Life is hard to find."
Lin Muxi couldn't help but say, "They rarely appear in the Eastern Saint Realm. You might as well go to the Western Demon Realm and look for them."
"I've been there, but I can't find it. Besides, that's the demon tribe's base camp. Even if I only have fifty years left to live, if I go deeper, those fifty years might be wasted."
Wang Yi said, "So, this time, I either need to find the Holy Fruit of Life, or use the Holy Water to prove myself as a true god. This will at least give me an extra thousand years of life."
Wang Jing sighed inwardly.
Under normal circumstances, Wang Yi would not die at all.
But this guy is too warlike. He almost always tries to win big with small efforts. He constantly challenges people who are stronger than him and uses the advantage of his immortal body to wear down the opponent.
This may help improve strength quickly, but shortening lifespan is a problem.
"It's not impossible for me to help you find the Holy Fruit of Life, but I have a condition," said Wang Jing.
"What conditions?" Wang Yi asked.
He actually thought that Wang Jing could help him find the Holy Fruit of Life. After all, Wang Jing still had some special skills.
"After finding the Holy Fruit of Life, serve as a mentor in Tianwu for ten years." Wang Jing grinned and said, "At the same time, help me create a few fake immortal warriors, how about that?"
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