"Just kill me already, I don't want to live anymore!" The Blood Cloud Sage, now choked with silent tears, had no more will to continue. Ever since he became a Soul Body, his only dream was to regain a physical form and live again, but Zhang Menglong had just shattered that dream.
He no longer had the courage to wait another billion years. If he reached this stage again and another jerk like him appeared, it would be worse than death.
"Hahaha, don't be like that," Zhang Menglong advised sincerely, "Life, you know, is full of ups and downs, rises and falls."
The Blood Cloud Sage glanced at Zhang Menglong, thinking, 'Is this supposed to be comforting? If you can't talk right, just don't say anything! He could've just taken it directly, but he insisted on giving me some consolation.'
"Actually, my litter scoop isn't bad," Zhang Menglong laughed. "You have too much of a murderous aura. Having a pet to calm your mind could be good for you, don't you think?"
