"Indeed, there are many Loose Immortals in the Immortal Realm."
Lin Qingluo raised the jar, drank another jar of wine, and threw the empty jar down the cliff with a wave of her hand: "They have no great ambitions, content with their own little piece of land, growing Immortal flowers and herbs, drinking and making friends. Their lives are truly carefree."
"But."
With a twist in her tone, she gave a faint smile, tinged with disdain: "If one doesn't strive for progress and loses the desire for any pursuit, what's the meaning of life even if one lives as long as the world itself?"
"Well said!"
True Master Lingxue was moved with an upsurge of emotion: "What makes life extraordinary is the unceasing drive for progress, exploring unknown realms. I'm willing to follow in the footsteps of Immortal Monarch and work hard to achieve new heights."
"Hahaha, I'm glad you've realized it."