Yuan Junfeng said in a deep voice, "It's not looking good. Although Elder Ling won't say, I can sense that his remaining lifespan is probably less than half of what it was before."
Sun Chongli's heart sank instantly.
Ling Yishan had previously told him that if they took no action, he would still have five years to live. Now not even half of that is left, doesn't that mean there's only two years left?
Even though he had been mentally prepared for this, when faced with the reality, it's hard not to feel uncomfortable.
"Doesn't Tianshu Pavilion have the formula for the Creation Golden Pill? That stuff should be able to extend his life, right?"
"Yes, but not only are the Spiritual Materials hard to find, the refining method is extremely demanding. Even if the Daoist Venerable were to act, it might not be successful. Hoping for this pill is truly wishful thinking..."
"Ah, that old fellow is really unlucky, hasn't had a few days of peace..."
