Eternal Life: I Can Sell Everything

To scry from afar—that was the power of Divinity Transformation!

What is Divinity Transformation?

It is as they say: Qi brings clarity, and Spirit brings life.

When the Sea of Consciousness opens and a divine entity emerges, the moment it opens its eyes, a Spiritual Mechanism can suddenly arise, allowing one to glimpse the threads of fate from afar.

This is what Daoist Immortals often refer to as a "Sudden Inspiration." In other words, when your Cultivation reaches a certain level, and your understanding of the world deepens, you naturally develop a sense for all matters that are truly relevant to you.

By following this sense, a Cultivator can glimpse certain things.

Of course, such scrying comes with conditions and a price.

For one, it is random and not always accurate. For another, there is also the risk of backlash.

In that moment, Song Ciwan had only taken a single glance from afar, but in that one glance, her gaze crossed with countless others.

A moment later, Song Ciwan, who was in the Martial Arts Arena of Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall, suddenly showed a subtle change in expression.

The True Qi in her body began draining away like a flood from an open dam, nearly depleted in an instant!

She was not, after all, a true Divinity Transformation expert. It was only because she had cultivated the First Layer of the Sutra of Sitting and Forgetting to the Mastery Realm that she had miraculously birthed a divine entity ahead of schedule!

The birth of the divine entity gave Song Ciwan a wondrous sense of clarity. Unfortunately, the cost of using it was far more than she could currently bear.

Song Ciwan’s lips moved slightly. She immediately summoned Red Sun Pills from the Heaven and Earth Scale. One, two, three... she swallowed five Red Sun Pills in one go.

A torrent of True Qi stirred within her. Her drained Dantian became like a bottomless furnace, rapidly absorbing the energy from the elixirs.

Within Song Ciwan’s Sea of Consciousness, the divine entity slowly closed its eyes once more.

On Wangjiang Mountain, someone suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.

A voice, tinged with both shock and anger, spoke. "The feeling of being watched is gone. Just now... which Divinity Transformation expert was it, acting so unscrupulously..."

Even with a Divinity Transformation expert acting unscrupulously, the speaker could only offer such a brief complaint. He only dared to do so because he had the backing of his family. Otherwise, even such a small complaint was not something a Cultivator below the Divinity Transformation realm could afford to utter.

But there was no need for further complaints. As the people on the mountain exchanged glances, the sending of Communication Talismans grew even more frequent.

So what if it was a Divinity Transformation expert?

’Among those present, who here doesn’t have a few Divinity Transformation experts backing them?’

Back in the Martial Arts Arena of Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall, Song Ciwan suddenly turned her head, her gaze falling upon the Crane-robed Youth, Zhang Tian, who was still entangled with swarms of Black Insects.

Though it takes time to describe, everything that had just happened, including Song Ciwan’s breakthrough, had occurred in the blink of an eye.

One of her hands maintained a seal, never ceasing her casting of the Ganlin Spell. On the ground, the two girls with human torsos and a snake tail stood back to back, their bodies pressed close.

The snake tail unfurled, and a hint of peace even appeared on their faces.

Their eye sockets remained empty and their throats could not produce a sound. The Ganlin Spell clearly couldn’t regenerate lost limbs, nor could it separate their bodies and turn the snake tail back into human legs.

But at the very least, the cracked wounds all over their bodies were healing. It seemed the so-called curse of "when the bottle breaks, the person dies" could be broken after all!

Zhang Tian blasted away another cluster of Black Insects with a punch. He strode forward, his voice rising in anger. "Xinglin Beauty Spring! When the bottle breaks, the person dies! It’s irreversible! So what if you manage to save them now? They’ll only live a little while longer—their time is already up!"

"Your Excellency, why not call off these insects? Let me take this pair of beauties, and I might be able to extract some Spirit Blood before they die. I’ll refine it into Sun Snow Pills. How about we split it fifty-fifty?"

As he spoke, he shoved an unknown elixir into his mouth. In an instant, his Qi Blood surged dramatically.

More and more Black Insects died from the force of his Qi Blood. Meanwhile, Feng Chuncai’s corpse had been completely drained dry, and without this source of flesh and blood, the swarm’s rate of reproduction could no longer keep up with its losses.

Behind Zhang Tian, the people who had arrived with him were slightly slower, and most of them had been intercepted by the others in the Martial Arts Arena—

This brings us to the reaction of the other Martial Masters of Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall after Feng Chuncai was devoured by the Black Insects.

The Martial Masters and apprentices of the hall had been divided into two factions, and Feng Chuncai’s side initially held the upper hand.

This was especially true after the old hall master was betrayed and struck down by his first disciple, Hu Hui. When he fell silent, the morale of his faction plummeted, while the opposing side’s soared.

At that time, only the old master’s third disciple, Xiao Shu, rushed to his side, helping him up and trying to revive him with an elixir.

As for the others, some tried to flee the melee, only to find escape impossible. Some lost focus for a single moment and lost their lives. Others were dragged into the vortex of the battle, forced to turn on friends and family, leaving behind nothing but tragedy and sorrow...

The tables turned a second time after Feng Chuncai fell. A Martial Master from Feng Chuncai’s own faction suddenly yelled, "Feng Chuncai is dead! That murdering, scumbag, villain is finally dead! Why are we still fighting for him? Kill them!"

With a swift turn, the man killed Feng Chuncai’s second personal disciple.

It was as if a switch had been flipped. Soon, the Martial Masters in Feng Chuncai’s faction who weren’t part of his inner circle turned against him, attacking his core loyalists.

Feng Chuncai’s core followers were outnumbered and could not hold their ground.

Though some begged for mercy, at this point, their pleas were clearly in vain.

In short, while Song Ciwan was using the Black Insects to stop Zhang Tian from capturing the two girls, the Martial Masters of Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall were busy deciding matters of life and death amongst themselves.

Zhang Tian had brought a group with him, but they were not as fast as he was, and their plain clothes gave no clue to their identities. By the time they tried to catch up to assist him, the Martial Masters of Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall, their internal conflict resolved, had been gathered together by Xiao Shu.

Xiao Shu demanded loudly, "Who are you? What was your connection to Feng Chuncai? How do you also know of something as wicked and strange as Xinglin Beauty Spring?"

Zhang Tian’s followers didn’t answer, simply shouting, "Get lost!"

Get lost?

That really stirred the hornet’s nest. The Martial Masters of Hongsheng Martial Arts Hall, fresh from their own bloody conflict, were all filled with pent-up fury. They couldn’t handle an expert like Zhang Tian, but were they going to let a bunch of obvious flunkies act so arrogantly in front of them?

The Martial Masters had the advantage in numbers. Dozens of them swarmed forward in a coordinated rush.

The two groups immediately clashed, fighting with such ferocity that it made one’s head spin and ears burn, like a rush of strong liquor going straight to the brain.

Zhang Tian was now without backup, left to face the situation alone. After using the elixir to break through some of the Black Insects, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Where the blood sprayed, a raging fire erupted.

Zhang Tian roared, "Die! Clear a path!"

BOOM!

The fire spread. The Soft Whip, which had fallen to the ground and been swarmed by Black Insects, immediately began to sizzle, and the insects scattered. Zhang Tian extended his hand, and the whip leaped from the ground back into his palm.

He brandished the Soft Whip, and with a single lash, charged straight for the snake-tailed girls once more.

Niu the Sixth stopped kowtowing and scrambled to his feet, crying out, "Niuniu!"

Zhang Tian charged forward. In that life-or-death instant, the divine entity within Song Ciwan’s Sea of Consciousness opened its eyes once again.

The divine entity opened its eyes, its gaze shooting straight toward Zhang Tian. And through its eyes, Song Ciwan saw it: as Zhang Tian ran, fleeting, thread-like gaps pulsed into existence between this world and the Otherworld!

In that same instant, Song Ciwan drew the Black Armor Saber from her waist and slashed.

Illusion Breaker!