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Life is short! The old man waited bitterly for millions of years, finally encountering a "life-and-death friend". However, the look of gratification in his eyes was faint; more of it was disappointment.

“You’ve finally come; then, there’s no need for this illusory image of mine to exist any longer!”

Xu Ming watched cautiously.

Having become a “life-and-death friend,” he didn't dare to be complacent in the slightest; instead, he became even more cautious.

Whether it was the illusory image of the Bitter Short Old Man or the Yellow-Haired Little Ape, neither was something he could handle. If either of them wanted to harm him, even if he activated his “invisibility” cheat, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to escape.

“There’s no need to be restrained,” the Bitter Short Old Man shook his head and smiled. “If I really wanted to harm you, even if you were a hundred or a thousand times stronger, you would have no power to resist.”

As he spoke, the Bitter Short Old Man waved his hand, conjuring an ancient wooden chair opposite him: “Sit.”

Xu Ming sat down as instructed.

“You must be full of doubts in your heart, right?” The Bitter Short Old Man regained his composure. “Then listen to me slowly explain—I, the Bitter Short Old Man, am an Elder of the Asking-the-Way Palace.”

As the Bitter Short Old Man spoke, he secretly observed Xu Ming's expression.

Seeing that Xu Ming's expression showed no abnormality, he guessed that Xu Ming obviously didn't know what the words “Elder of the Asking-the-Way Palace” meant.

Didn't know “Asking-the-Way Palace”?

The Bitter Short Old Man couldn't help but ask, “What power do you belong to?”

Xu Ming found it a bit strange why the Bitter Short Old Man was asking this question, but he still honestly said, “The Savage Sect.”

“You’re from the Savage Sect? That’s not right… If you come from a great power, how could you not know the Asking-the-Way Palace?”

Great power?

Um, it seems a bit big… At least much bigger than the Flying Cloud Kingdom.

“Our Savage Sect is just an ordinary Yellow-Rank power… Does that count as a great power?” Xu Ming said weakly.

“How could it be a Yellow-Rank power?” The Bitter Short Old Man looked puzzled, but he didn't continue to dwell on this question, thinking that it might just be a coincidence of names.

The Bitter Short Old Man continued, “In my life, I traversed the endless, and I also fought endlessly. I fought with people, I fought with myself, and I also fought with the heavens and earth… But in the end, I found that it was all in vain!”

The Bitter Short Old Man sighed, “Without taking that final step, it’s ultimately difficult to escape the arrival of the lifespan limit! No matter how strong the strength, how many treasures, or how high the status, it’s all ultimately just empty…”

“In my life, my greatest achievements are two! One is obtaining the Mist Rain Battleship, and the other is creating the demigod-level technique 《Mist Rain Power》.”

“The exquisiteness of 《Mist Rain Power》, you must have felt it!”

Xu Ming nodded secretly.

Anyway, in the short term, this 《Mist Rain Power》 seems to be even more powerful than his Breaking-Realm-level technique 《Severing Mortal Dust》.

“In this world, countless people want to obtain 《Mist Rain Power》! However, how could I casually pass on a technique that I created with all my life’s effort? Hmph! The more they want to get it, the less I will give it to them!” The Bitter Short Old Man's emotions fell into a kind of extremism at this time.

“But… to let my lifelong efforts and insights vanish into time like this, I am unwilling! Therefore, before I died, I left behind an assessment on the Mist Rain Battleship, waiting for a destined person…”

“I believe in fate, just as I believe in karma!”

“You—passing through layers of assessment, from the Unfated Person, Passing Acquaintance, Fated Person, Fellow Traveler, step by step to ‘Life-and-Death Friend.’ I believe this is not accidental, but a karma that fate has long arranged!”

“What is a Life-and-Death Friend…” The Bitter Short Old Man leaned back in his chair, sighing and looking up. “You live, I die, that is Life-and-Death Friend!”

The Yellow-Haired Little Ape seemed to suddenly realize something, its two big eyes filled with tears, and it fell to its knees, crying out, “Old Master…”

Xu Ming didn't know what to say.

“Since you and I have karma, then this Mist Rain Battleship, and everything on the Mist Rain Battleship, will all be given to you! But I hope that your hope of transcending life and death and breaking through the lifespan limit will be slightly greater than mine!”

As the Bitter Short Old Man spoke, he calmly walked out of the Mist Rain Battleship.

The Yellow-Haired Little Ape bowed deeply in the direction of the Bitter Short Old Man.

And Xu Ming quietly followed.

“It’s just that transcending life and death, how easy is it…” The Bitter Short Old Man sighed again, seemingly sighing for Xu Ming, and also seemingly sighing for himself. “You and I are now ‘Life-and-Death Friends’; you live, I die. Alas, I hope that in the future, you and I will not become ‘Death-Death Friends’… In that case, it will become you die, and I also die!”

Soon, the Bitter Short Old Man walked out of the ship's door and onto the deck of the Mist Rain Battleship.

At this time, on the deck, not only were there the Minotaur, the three swordsmen, and the nine black-armored giants, but also thousands of other people of all kinds gathered: there were infants, kobolds, beautiful women, soldiers…

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When the Bitter Short Old Man walked out of the ship's door, everyone knelt on the ground and bowed deeply.

The Bitter Short Old Man walked calmly: “They, although they have thoughts, are not true lives; they are either illusions of formations or weapon spirits, etc. True life is ultimately difficult to resist the limitations of the lifespan limit.”

“They are not true lives?” Xu Ming looked in surprise.

“That's right! Even the Yellow-Haired Little Ape is not a true life; it is the weapon spirit of this Mist Rain Battleship…”

The Bitter Short Old Man soon walked to the front of the ship's deck. His gaze was distant, seemingly piercing through layers of mist, seeing clearly the entire strange space where the Mist Rain Battleship was located: “Life-and-Death Friend, you appeared just in time. If it were any later, this space would probably collapse. The Mist Rain Battleship would also drift to other places…”

“Space collapse?” Xu Ming had no concept.

“Alright, it’s time to go…” The Bitter Short Old Man no longer had the slightest reluctance. “Life-and-Death Friend, from now on, this Mist Rain Battleship will be controlled by you! All the treasures on the Mist Rain Battleship will also belong to you…”

The Bitter Short Old Man's figure gradually turned into specks of white light and dissipated.

“I wish you can transcend life and death!”

Boom!

The Bitter Short Old Man suddenly dissipated, leaving no trace.

“Old Master…”

“Old Master!”

The Yellow-Haired Little Ape and other weapon spirits, as well as pseudo-lives transformed by formations, all cried bitterly.

Although millions of years ago, they had already been separated from their old master by death, and they were already “unowned objects.” However, now seeing that even the last trace of the old master's remaining illusory image had completely dissipated, they couldn't help but feel sorrowful.

Xu Ming looked back, silent for a long time.

And when the illusory image of the Bitter Short Old Man dissipated, he also received a message—he already owned the Mist Rain Battleship!

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