Gou Dabao stood once again opposite Wang Qi. This time, he wasn't as interested as the previous time. Before Wang Qi even spoke, he already showed some impatience, saying: "It's useless."
Wang Qi's phantom appeared before Gou Dabao through the Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion Realm, smiling, "How do you know it's useless if you don't try?"
"Useless means useless." Gou Dabao replied irritably, "Last time, you already went through it, wasting a lot of my time. This time, do you still want to waste effort?"
Wang Qi sighed, "Are you addicted to cultivation or something? Why are you so eager to cultivate? What's good about it? Don't you think this also reflects the influence of the Immortal Remnant Soul on you?"
Gou Dabao was taken aback. Combating himself—this was the issue he had pursued his entire life. Wang Qi's words indeed swayed him. He thought for a moment, pondered, and asked, "But if I don't cultivate, what else can I do?"
