Eternal Life: I Can Sell Everything

Under the piercing stares of the Black and White Dragon Heads, Song Ciwan handed over thirty stalks of Luming Grass.

She now had a total of eighty-seven stalks of Luming Grass stored in her Vast Sea Grotto Heaven.

The Luming Grass she had previously collected on the lower floors was five hundred years old, but on the floor where the Slaughter Spirit Level Demons appeared, the Luming Grass Song Ciwan had gathered was a thousand years old!

Naturally, Song Ciwan wouldn’t hand over something that exceeded the standard like this.

She only handed over thirty stalks of five-hundred-year-old Luming Grass. Any more and she would feel like she was getting the short end of the stick.

The White Dragon Head was clearly very satisfied. Her voice was as gentle as water. "Excellent. Plucking Luming Grass in the Demon Realm is an exceedingly difficult task. Since you have completed it, the Seeking Immortal Tower will naturally not treat you unfairly."

The Black Dragon Head repeated in its strange voice, "Completed the task, not treated unfairly! Hehehe, hahaha..."

The bizarre voice was sharp enough to make one’s eardrums ache. But having grown accustomed to all sorts of demonic sounds in the Demon Realm, Song Ciwan was unfazed upon hearing the Black Dragon Head’s strange voice again.

The White Dragon Head took the thirty stalks of Luming Grass and placed them in a glowing Array to the side. A moment later, the Luming Grass vanished.

"Congratulations, Cultivator from the Mortal World," the White Dragon Head said, her voice gentle and joyous. "The task is complete. You may receive a Purple Ribbon Level Foundation Establishment Pill. Go, take your Foundation Establishment Pill. After you complete your Foundation Establishment, you will be able to return to the Mortal World."

The Black Dragon Head repeated in its strange voice, "Complete Foundation Establishment, return to the Mortal World! Hehehe, heeheehee..."

The White Dragon Head continued in her soft voice, "The Mortal World is tainted, after all. If you do not wish to return, you may also remain in the Spirit Realm. The Spiritual Qi in the Spirit Realm is pure and more conducive to Cultivation."

The Black Dragon Head continued to repeat, "Spirit Realm is pure, better for Cultivation, better for Cultivation! Hehehe, heeheehee..."

It swayed its long neck, occasionally stretching its head out toward Song Ciwan. On its pitch-black head, a pair of milky-white eyes glinted with a bizarre light.

Song Ciwan suppressed the various emotions swirling in her heart and politely thanked the two Dragon Heads.

Soon, she retrieved a purple lacquered box from another glowing Array nearby. Without a doubt, the box contained none other than the Purple Ribbon Level Foundation Establishment Pill!

Everything was going smoothly, without the slightest hitch.

The White Dragon Head then had Song Ciwan choose a Cultivation Room. Song Ciwan casually picked the Earth No. 6 Cultivation Room and then asked the White Dragon Head, "If I may ask the envoy, you said that after a successful Foundation Establishment, this junior may choose to return to the Mortal World. Will the envoy be issuing another Token for that?"

As always, the White Dragon Head’s tone was gentle, and she answered every question. "No Token is needed to return to the Mortal World. If your Foundation Establishment is successful, a gate to the Mortal World will naturally appear in the Cultivation Room. Pass through this gate, and you will be in the Mortal World.

"If you do not wish to go to the Mortal World, you need only wait for a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, the gate will disappear, and you can remain in the Spirit Realm to continue your Cultivation from then on."

The Black Dragon Head shrieked, "Stay in the Spirit Realm, stay in the Spirit Realm! Hehehe, hahaha..."

Song Ciwan understood. She asked again, "If I stay in the Spirit Realm to cultivate, will there be a chance to return to the Mortal World in the future?"

This time, the ever-responsive White Dragon Head was silent for a moment before smiling. "When the time is right, there will naturally be a chance."

Hearing this, Song Ciwan’s heart sank slightly.

’When the time is right? What does that even mean?’

A hundred thoughts raced through her mind. Then, in a deliberately casual tone, she asked her final question: "May I ask the two envoys, what if this junior fails to achieve Foundation Establishment?"

This question once again silenced the White Dragon Head. But the Black Dragon Head, which had only been repeating the White Dragon Head’s words and never speaking on its own, suddenly stretched out its Dragon Body. It opened its maw wide and let out a furious roar at Song Ciwan.

ROAR—

A strange dragon’s cry stirred up gusts of wind throughout the grand hall. The Black Dragon Head roared irritably, "If you can’t establish a foundation, what use are you? Get out, get out, get out!"

The word "out" was accompanied by a gale so strong it nearly blew Song Ciwan away!

Song Ciwan immediately swayed her body slightly, deflecting the force of the gale.

At the same time, she was silently calculating in her heart. ’The power of this Black Dragon Head’s roar is almost equivalent to the combat strength of a Divinity Transformation expert.’

Of course, the only Divinity Transformation expert Song Ciwan had truly fought was the Second Young Master, and to be honest, his death had involved a fair bit of trickery on her part.

If she had to fight him head-on with her own strength, without relying on various schemes and weakening tactics, Song Ciwan herself didn’t know if she could have defeated the Second Young Master.

Therefore, Song Ciwan still lacked a concrete assessment of her own combat strength.

She simply faced the wind from the Black Dragon Head’s roar, swayed her body a few more times, and feigned a posture of being about to retreat.

The White Dragon Head let out a soft sigh. She said gently, "That’s enough. Why must you be so angry?"

As soon as she spoke, the gale stirred up by the Black Dragon Head instantly ceased. The White Dragon Head extended half her Dragon Body, gently intertwining with the Black Dragon Head.

The two Dragon Heads communicated in mid-air for a while. As they did, strange, low-pitched murmurs of varying tones came from their mouths. It seemed to be their own special language, one that Song Ciwan couldn’t understand.

She just silently committed the syllables of the black and white dragons to memory.

A moment later, the two dragons finished their exchange. The White Dragon Head stretched out its neck, turned gently toward Song Ciwan, and said slowly, "After consuming the Foundation Establishment Pill, if your Foundation Establishment fails, you may suffer a Spiritual Qi backlash. Cultivator, the matter of Foundation Establishment must be approached with utmost caution. You must not fail."

She then earnestly advised Song Ciwan, "The method for Foundation Establishment is carved within the Cultivation Room. If there is anything you do not understand, you can read it repeatedly. This will increase your chances of a successful Foundation Establishment."

This string of advice could be considered the epitome of thoughtfulness. After listening, Song Ciwan just gave a faint smile.

She finally stopped asking questions. She simply walked to the glowing Array on the left and took the purple lacquered box floating within it.

With the box in her hand, the glowing Array leading to the Earth No. 6 Cultivation Room lit up.

Song Ciwan quickly stepped into it. A flash of light passed, and she was transported to a sealed Cultivation Room.

At first glance, the Cultivation Room was spartan. All four walls were made of stone, and the interior was completely empty, save for a single Pillow placed in the center of the stone slab floor. This was likely the only piece of "furniture" in the room.

As for the various characters carved on the four stone walls—the characters had an ancient, unadorned style, interspersed with one or two Huaxia seal script characters, but on the whole, the main script was that of the Great Zhou.

’It’s actually Great Zhou script!’

Song Ciwan’s gaze instantly sharpened. Her brow furrowed as doubt bloomed in her heart.

Human imagination has its limits, but many things that truly happen in this world are often far more absurd and convoluted than the furthest reaches of what one can imagine.

Song Ciwan first pushed aside her current confusion, no longer racking her brain over it. Instead, she opened the purple lacquered box in her hands and began to carefully examine the Purple Ribbon Level Foundation Establishment Pill inside.

There was no doubt about it—this Foundation Establishment Pill from the Seeking Immortal Tower had to have a problem.

Now, Song Ciwan had to figure out exactly what that problem was!

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