The aura surrounding the Three-Life Stone, or rather, the Qi emanating from it, slowly formed a vortex passage.
Following the order of past, present, future lives, Li Changzhou's present life would emerge from within the vortex.
Time had accumulated, solidifying the "present life" of this particular lifetime for Li Changzhou.
As long as Li Changzhou harbored even a trace of curiosity, future memories — inherently conflicting terms — would pass through the Three-Life Stone and pour into his mind.
Li Changzhou stepped aside.
"Benefactor, have you admitted defeat?" Monk Jigong waved his fan.
"Do I look like a fool, or a reckless man?" Li Changzhou glanced at the monk, "If I were truly desperate, I might have given it a try, but to face you, the Dragon Slayer Arhat, it isn't worth the risk."
Monk Jigong wasn't offended by Li Changzhou's derogation.
It was the truth.
