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Hearing Hong Xian'er's words, Fang Wang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, feeling both touched and a bit pained.
"No need to rush like that. Cultivation is more important. Learning too much all at once can actually hinder the improvement of your cultivation level," Fang Wang said earnestly.
He appeared to be only three hundred and twelve years old, but in fact, he had already lived for fifty-four thousand years.
Looking over the Mortal Realm, he suspected that he was the longest-living person there.
Those deceased Great Saints don't count; they are just lingering souls, nothing more.
Hong Xian'er nodded with a smile, but she snorted in her heart and cursed silently, "Damn man, dodging my hand!"
She continued to seek clarification on her confusions about the Lingxiao Divine Sect, and Fang Wang answered seriously. During this process, she made many attempts to latch onto Fang Wang's arm, but he skillfully avoided her each time.