You Siqi's answer was so vague that Liu Buli's gaze was extremely complex as he looked at him.
Sensing the emotions in his gaze, You Siqi immediately pouted and said, "I already told you, this part hasn't appeared in the novel yet. It's something outside of my plans. If you insist on an accurate answer, aren't you making things difficult for me?"
What he said didn't seem wrong.
Liu Buli pouted with a hint of conflict. He knew that what You Siqi described was the outcome if things were considered "from a good perspective."
So, what would things look like from a bad perspective?
Liu Buli pondered for a moment and then gave up asking.
After all, a little thought would reveal that the "good perspective" You Siqi mentioned was indeed quite good for them.
Thousands of years…
Liu Buli had never imagined he would live that long. Even knowing that the lifespan in the cultivation world was different from that of ordinary people, he only thought he would live for a few hundred years at most. As for what would happen thousands of years later, since he would already be dead by then, he wouldn't need to worry about world-ending scenarios.
To be honest, this way of thinking was a bit irresponsible.
But the problem now was that he couldn't be responsible even if he wanted to. So, instead of dwelling on those messy things, it was better to simply choose to give up.
Liu Buli had always been good at self-consolation. Once he figured these things out, he calmed down and chose a comfortable position to lean back. Liu Buli said, "I've thought about it. If the best-case scenario is to last for thousands of years, and the worst-case scenario is to last for a thousand years, then both are good situations for me. After all, I definitely won't live for a thousand years, and you should be leaving this world in just a few years. My other friends are even less likely to live that long. The affairs of future generations should be left to them to worry about."
He had originally thought that given You Siqi's usual aversion to trouble, he would strongly agree with his viewpoint.
But to his surprise, after hearing his words, it was You Siqi who shook his head seriously and corrected him, "If things continue to develop as they are for you, I think living for tens of thousands of years, or even becoming immortal, should not be a problem. On the contrary, I'll probably only live for three to five hundred years. When the time comes, don't forget you still have me as a friend."
He paused for a moment, as if feeling it was inappropriate, and then changed his wording: "Never mind, if it really comes to that, just forget me. After all, if you've lived that long, remembering a friend who died long ago doesn't seem to have any meaning. It's possible I would have been reincarnated many times by the time you're still alive. Then I won't remember you, and you don't need to remember me. We'll be even."
Liu Buli never expected You Siqi to consider so many things on such an issue.
He didn't feel any sadness. He just felt that You Siqi was indeed a novelist. The leaps in his thinking were simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.
However, with his interruption, the messy emotions from before had finally faded a bit. Liu Buli also looked down at the thick clouds beneath the flying sword. He didn't know how Lu Wuming was doing below, but at least he knew that the other party probably didn't need him to worry about anything.
The reality was indeed as he had thought.
Beneath the clouds, Lu Wuming was calmly absorbing the surrounding evil energy and resentment as usual. After absorbing for a while, he heard a familiar aura from above.
He couldn't help but frown. He looked up and saw Shen Muzhi leaping down from high in the sky.
He landed lightly beside him, smiled at him, and Shen Muzhi said, "Brother Lu, I know you can handle these things alone, but you must have also realized that there's too much of this energy, and it's too dense. If you were to handle it all by yourself, it would take thousands of years. So, they sent me down to help. We can divide the work a bit, and I won't disturb you. What do you say?"
When facing Lu Wuming, Shen Muzhi was always so eloquent. It wasn't out of simple fear of the other party, but because he knew very well that regardless of the difference in strength between them, if he angered Lu Wuming and they fought, it would definitely be a situation where both sides suffered.
He didn't know what would happen to him and Lu Wuming, but You Siqi and Liu Buli would definitely be angry. And if their wives were angry, he and Lu Wuming wouldn't have a good outcome. Therefore, since Lu Wuming was always so cold and unwilling to back down, he, as the elder one, naturally had to yield to him.
Over time, this mode of communication became a habit. Shen Muzhi didn't feel anything wrong with it, and with his good attitude, even if Lu Wuming disliked him, he couldn't react too negatively towards him.
This time was no different from the past. Hearing his words, Lu Wuming, who had already frowned upon seeing him, immediately restrained his emotions. He looked Shen Muzhi up and down, raised an eyebrow, seemingly not understanding what "help" meant in his words, and said, "I can swallow this energy because I am of the ghost race. But you are just a mortal. Can you do the same as me?"
"That's not entirely accurate," Shen Muzhi said with a smile, shaking his head. "I'm not a completely ordinary person. I do have some divine beast bloodline in me, so I can manage a little."
He said this with great humility.
Lu Wuming couldn't discern the extent of his abilities, and dividing the work was never within his scope of consideration.
So, after staring at Shen Muzhi in silence for a moment, Lu Wuming decisively chose to give up. He said, "Since you want to divide the work, you can do the dividing. Tell me where I need to handle, and you go handle your part. We won't interfere with each other. That's not impossible."