Eternal Life: I Can Sell Everything

The moment she successfully returned to the Mortal World, Song Ciwan felt a wave of relief wash over her, and all the tension from her time in the Spirit Realm dissipated.

It was broad daylight.

Glancing around, Song Ciwan found the scene before her to be completely unfamiliar.

She hadn’t appeared before the gate of light where she first entered the Spirit Realm. Instead, she had materialized on a small path she had never walked before.

The vast body of water from before was gone, as were the towering mountain ranges.

Previously, when she’d taken flight before the Secret Realm Light Gate, she could look back and see the walls of Pinglan City. But now, standing on this unfamiliar path, she was struck by a sense of disorientation, as if she’d lost all track of time.

The morning light was pleasant, with the sun hanging in the east. It seemed to be a little past nine o’clock.

In the distance, villages dotted the landscape, with the faint silhouettes of faraway mountains beyond them. The other end of the path connected to a main road.

The small path was clearly a fork from the main road, which snaked its way north from the south. From the southern end of that road, a chant echoed faintly: "Long is the road, to the four seas we ride! Make way!"

The chant sounded distantly familiar to Song Ciwan.

She stood frozen for a moment before it hit her. ’Isn’t that the chant the Porters from the Situong Escort Agency use?’

Song Ciwan hadn’t expected that after her time in the Spirit Realm, she would run into the Situong Escort Agency’s team again.

According to her original plan, the first thing she was going to do upon returning to the Mortal World was find a place to begin the Refinement of the Han Guang Glaze Residence, followed by the Spiritual Artifact Sun and Moon Wheel of Formless Life and Death!

Everything else could wait.

However, the unfamiliar scenery and the arrival of the Situong Escort Agency made Song Ciwan change her mind.

So she stood where she was and waited for a moment.

Before long, the Situong Escort Agency’s Escort Flag came into view, fluttering in the wind as it rounded a bend in the road.

Leading the group was a party of five riders. The one at the very front was dressed in sharp traveling clothes—a mature, beautiful woman who cut a heroic figure. It was none other than Song Ciwan’s old acquaintance, Lan Qiuyan!

Song Ciwan’s heart skipped a beat. She had been using the Fetal Transformation Technique, disguised as an unfamiliar female cultivator. Seeing Lan Qiuyan in the distance, she immediately raised a sleeve to cover her face.

A moment later, when she lowered her sleeve, she had returned to her true appearance.

Back when she left Su Yang City, Song Ciwan had traveled north with the Situong Escort Agency’s team, and she had gotten to know Lan Qiuyan while in her true form.

Though it had been a chance meeting and they hadn’t formed a deep friendship, she was still a familiar face from the past.

Wasn’t meeting again now a sign of fate?

Song Ciwan walked along the path to the edge of the main road. Her pace seemed leisurely, but she covered the distance in an instant, and then she waited quietly for the escort team to approach.

Amidst the clip-clop of hooves, a young man at the front of the Escort Team lowered his voice and asked Lan Qiuyan, "Senior Sister Lan, there’s someone standing by the road. Should we engage?"

Lan Qiuyan asked, "What is the rule when encountering travelers, if they are not elderly, women, or children?"

The young man quickly replied, "On an escort mission: avoid forests, and don’t meddle in others’ affairs. But as for the old, weak, sick, disabled, pregnant, women, children, monks, and priests, we must be respectful and keep our distance. Senior Sister, this young woman is standing by the side of the road in the wilderness. Even though it’s broad daylight, it’s best we don’t engage."

Lan Qiuyan nodded. "Exactly. You must understand that when on a mission, the apparently weak—the elderly, women, and children—can be far more dangerous than a strong young man..."

As she spoke, her sharp gaze swept over the area, suddenly freezing on Song Ciwan’s face.

Lan Qiuyan’s words caught in her throat. Her mouth hung open, her voice gone. A moment later, a look of both confusion and joyous surprise appeared on her face.

After another moment, Lan Qiuyan suddenly raised her hand in a gesture to halt.

"Whoa—" She pulled on the reins, halting her horse, and gracefully dismounted.

The young rider behind her cried out, "Senior Sister Lan!"

But Lan Qiuyan was already striding toward Song Ciwan, reaching her in just a few steps.

"Song... Song..." Lan Qiuyan started to speak several times, but she could only get the first syllable out, unable to form the two words "Miss Song."

There was a good reason for her to be so emotional.

Back when the Situong Escort Agency’s team was stopped on the road by a Fox Demon, they had all felt their lives hanging by a thread.

Even with their Chief Leader at the Innate Stage standing in their way, before the Celestial Pride Level Fox Demon Tushan Keji, he was nothing more than a slightly tougher ant.

The ability to turn a person’s arm into an insect’s leg with a mere twitch of a finger—what kind of bizarre and terrifying power was that?

It was simply beyond human imagination...

And yet, amidst this grotesque and terrifying crisis, Song Ciwan—whom everyone had seen as an ordinary mortal, a delicate young lady—was the one who stepped forward.

With just a few words, she threw the Fox Demon’s mind into turmoil, and with a display of exquisite Magic, she made him retreat—

Of course, it wasn’t actually Song Ciwan’s Magic that had made the Fox Demon retreat. Rather, he had been genuinely moved during their discussion of the Dao.

It was a psychological tactic, and it didn’t mean Song Ciwan’s Cultivation was actually that high.

At the time, Song Ciwan hadn’t even broken through to the Qi Cultivation Stage, so how could she possibly have repelled the Fox Demon with Magic?

The Fox Demon left because he had lost in terms of his Dao Heart, not because he had lost a battle of Magic.

But with their limited understanding at the time, the members of the Situong Escort Agency couldn’t possibly have perceived these intricacies.

All they knew was that an Immortal figure capable of repelling a Fox Demon had appeared in their Escort Team, and that after the Fox Demon departed, Song Ciwan had vanished as well.

And so, the story naturally became even more legendary.

From then on, the tale of the "Female Immortal Who Repelled the Fox Demon" was passed down among the traveling stories of the Situong Escort Agency. It was even recorded in the agency’s official chronicles, becoming a favorite anecdote for everyone in the Escort Team who had witnessed it.

Song Ciwan knew none of this.

She just watched as Lan Qiuyan stood before her, flustered and emotional for a long moment, before finally crying out, "Fairy Song!"

It was the first time anyone had ever called her a "Fairy," and Song Ciwan found the experience rather odd.

Then, Song Ciwan noticed something else. The Lan Qiuyan before her now seemed vastly different from the one she had first met—the biggest difference was her apparent age.

The Lan Qiuyan she remembered had clearly looked to be seventeen or eighteen. Though traveling with the escort team had made her seem a bit more mature than other girls her age, she was still undeniably young. No amount of maturity could hide that youthful bloom.

The Lan Qiuyan before her now wasn’t old, exactly, but compared to the girl she’d been, she looked at least twenty-seven or twenty-eight, maybe even over thirty!

But Song Ciwan clearly remembered that from the time she left Su Yang City, to living and practicing Cultivation in Pinglan City, to entering the Spirit Realm Secret Realm after the turn of the year, less than half a year had passed for her.

Half a year, and Lan Qiuyan was now in her late twenties? ’Who stole the intervening years?’

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