Eternal Life: I Can Sell Everything

BOOM!

On the ground, Gao Xiaolang looked up at the sky. He saw the vast expanse of thunderclouds shudder violently.

Then, in that instant, a hole was suddenly torn in the sky of continuous red clouds.

Gao Xiaolang quickly covered his gaping mouth with his hand, swallowing the "ah" that was about to escape his throat.

The Infinite Power of Divine Communication and Daoist Techniques, combined with Song Ciwan’s Body of Impermanence—now reforged by the Thunder Fire Body Devouring Technique—and unleashed through the Formless Flying Flower Palm, struck with the force of a landslide. RUMBLE—

The thunderclouds were like mountains.

Like toppling mountains of gold and pillars of jade, the continuous mountain range of clouds collapsed.

The thunder and fire filling the sky struggled in their death throes.

Song Ciwan used Wind Manipulation to move through the air, her body seemingly the center of a vortex. Not a single spark of the dancing thunder and fire could escape. Like moths to a flame, they all surged towards her with a WHOOSH.

The Second Layer of the Thunder Fire Body Devouring Technique advanced from Mastery to Master, then to Masterful Skill, and finally to the Peak of Perfection.

Her Body of Impermanence had reached Great Success!

Her proficiency with the Infinite Power of Divine Communication and Daoist Techniques also skyrocketed. Song Ciwan never knew that cultivating this Divine Communication Technique could be so easy.

She had previously spent a great deal of time cultivating this Divine Communication Technique. But the technique was extremely difficult, and despite her diligence, Song Ciwan had only managed to stumble her way to the Master Level.

But unexpectedly, in actual combat, the Infinite Power technique easily broke through its bottleneck.

From the Master Level to Masterful Skill!

How terrifying was the Infinite Power technique at the Masterful Skill Level?

Song Ciwan even had the feeling that she could shatter a great mountain with a single palm strike right now!

The moment the thunder receded and the clouds dispersed, a ray of light like that of the stars and moon spilled through the hole in the sky.

Song Ciwan was just about to descend from the sky when an alarm suddenly blared in her mind: ’This is bad!’

After entering the thunderclouds, Song Ciwan’s body had reformed several times. But this reconstruction was different from the minor skirmishes before; her entire body, save for her head, had dissipated.

Naturally, the tattered clothes on her body were even less likely to survive.

In other words, the reconstructed Song Ciwan was now naked!

Fortunately, she had been shielded by the thunderclouds and fiery light before. Now, in the instant the thunder receded and the clouds dispersed, Song Ciwan quickly summoned a cloak and new clothes from the Heaven and Earth Scale.

In the nick of time, she wrapped the cloak around herself and dressed with incredible speed, avoiding social death in front of Gao Xiaolang.

The thunder receded, the clouds dispersed, and starlight sprinkled down.

Song Ciwan descended on a gentle breeze, and everything seemed to be perfect.

A smile on her face, she was about to take her Spirit Beast Bag from Gao Xiaolang when he suddenly took a step back, clutching the bag and looking at her nervously. "Wh-who are you? You’re not Xin Mian!"

Song Ciwan was stunned for a moment. She frowned. "Xiaolang, you..."

The voice that came out was clear and crisp.

It was only then that Song Ciwan realized her complete transformation hadn’t just replaced her bones and clothes—it had also dispelled her Fetal Transformation and Shape-shifting technique.

She had actually revealed her true face in front of Gao Xiaolang!

Used to hiding behind a mask at all times, Song Ciwan couldn’t help but feel a little lost at that moment.

Seeing how wary Gao Xiaolang was, Song Ciwan opened her mouth to speak, but then suddenly wiped a hand across her face. Instantly, her face changed back to Xin Mian’s appearance.

Gao Xiaolang: ...

Song Ciwan wiped her face again, changing back to her original appearance once more.

She chuckled softly, a sound filled with both delight and relief.

’I’ve been hiding for so long, I’ve nearly forgotten what I’m supposed to look like.’

But how could she ever truly forget?

It’s like someone playing the pig to eat the tiger; do it for too long, and you might very well become a real pig.

Song Ciwan refused to let that happen. ’Even if I can have countless faces,’ she thought, ’I must never fear my own.’

When she was weak, she had nothing and could only use a mask for protection. Now, she still had to be cautious, but at the same time, she couldn’t afford to lose her courage.

Losing courage meant losing composure. Losing composure meant losing herself.

’What’s the point of cultivation then?’

Song Ciwan’s thoughts cleared in a single instant.

She smiled and said, "Xiaolang, it’s just a different face. Do you really not recognize me?"

Gao Xiaolang’s perception was sharp. He quickly figured out that the Song Ciwan before him was indeed the same person as the Xin Mian he knew.

But even though he knew they were the same person, Gao Xiaolang remained nervous. "You... you’re so young! Should I call you big sister, or big brother?"

Song Ciwan: ...

’Technically, I should be the one calling him Senior...’

But since this thousand-year-old mysterious creature was just so pitiable, Song Ciwan said, "My surname is Song. You can call me Sister Song."

Gao Xiaolang’s eyes brightened. All the tentacles in his left eye socket had vanished, and his moist right eye looked gentle and soft. He carefully took a few steps closer to Song Ciwan, handing her the Spirit Beast Bag as he called out obediently, "Sister Song."

Song Ciwan took the Spirit Beast Bag and carefully tied it to her waist as before.

She raised her hand and gently stroked Gao Xiaolang’s round head, replying, "Yes, Xiaolang."

Gao Xiaolang’s eyes curved into crescents, a smile blooming on his small, thin face.

Just then, as starlight slowly sprinkled from the sky, Song Ciwan turned her head and saw what looked like a ribbon of light connected to the stars. Within the ribbon, the image of a Red Lantern flickered in and out of sight.

An alarm suddenly went off in Song Ciwan’s mind: ’Something’s wrong!’

She yelled, "Xiaolang, something’s not right! Get away, quick!"

The Thunder Tribulation had passed, so why couldn’t Gao Xiaolang still escape the Deceitful Realm’s restraints?

No, it wasn’t just that—the Deceitful Realm was about to collapse.

However, if the Deceitful Realm truly was collapsing, then as the supernatural being bound within it, Gao Xiaolang shouldn’t be able to escape the terrifying force of its destruction, no matter where he tried to hide.

The ribbon of light fell, tearing apart the houses of the village not far away.

The ribbon of light then twisted and slithered, snaking its way towards the direction of Song Ciwan and Mr. Gao.

Song Ciwan reached out and grabbed Gao Xiaolang. In a flash of inspiration, she recalled an item she once possessed.

It was a Marvel she had obtained long ago in the Wealth Village’s Deceitful Realm by selling a certain Mysterious Ghost Spirit: the Netherworld Road Guide!

’What if the Netherworld Road Guide is actually meant to be used by a supernatural being?’ Song Ciwan had never known how to use this Netherworld Road Guide, but in this moment, inspiration struck.

The Heaven and Earth Scale’s description of the item was: Netherworld Road Guide, a one-time use passport to the world of the supernatural.

Song Ciwan decided to take the gamble.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she raised her hand, and the Netherworld Road Guide was summoned from her Heaven and Earth Scale.

Gao Xiaolang was still saying, "Sister Song, you should leave. This is the path to the Mortal World. You’re a living Human, you can pass through here."

But Song Ciwan just slapped the Netherworld Road Guide onto Gao Xiaolang’s body and pushed him towards the rift.

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