"Your dying wish is to reach Foundation Establishment?"
Li Chang'an asked calmly, his expression indifferent.
Lu Yuanji spat out a mouthful of blood and shook his head with difficulty.
"No, it's not Foundation Establishment..."
His voice was hoarse and extremely weak.
On the verge of death, he didn't utter any threats or beg for mercy. Instead, he began to speak of his life.
"I was originally just a scholar in the Mortal Realm. While cutting wood in the mountains, I ran into jackals. I thought I was a dead man for sure, but then I was suddenly saved by an Immortal..."
Lu Yuanji's life story was nothing short of legendary.
An encounter with an Immortal in the mountains!
Many such stories circulated in the Mortal Realm, but very few people had ever experienced it themselves.
"You're luckier than me, then."
Li Chang'an said to Lu Yuanji.
