Eternal Life: I Can Sell Everything

As Song Ciwan casually walked around her home, she sold the "demon heart" she had just obtained from the Big White Goose.

[You have sold a demon heart—three jin and two liang of an Energy-Introducing Stage Goose Demon’s joy, pride, and complacency—and obtained the Qimen Daoist Skill: Spirit Nurturing Technique.]

Spirit Nurturing Technique: This skill differs from ordinary Beast Taming Techniques. It allows one to select Spiritual Objects and establish a master-servant bond with them. The deeper the bond and the more nourishment provided, the more the Spiritual Object will give back, aiding in one’s Cultivation.

Song Ciwan stood in place, receiving a detailed Spell from the void.

The process lasted for about a quarter of an hour. Afterward, Song Ciwan opened her eyes, savoring and committing the contents of the Spell to memory. Only then did a delayed sense of joy finally begin to well up inside her.

’As expected of a Spell obtained by selling the Big White Goose’s "demon heart."’

’With the Spirit Beast Bag and the Spirit Nurturing Technique, I’ll never have to leave the Big White Goose at home by itself again, all lonely like a stay-at-home goose!’

What’s more, with the Spirit Nurturing Technique, the Big White Goose could even transform from a Demon Beast into a Spirit Beast—

In Great Zhou, there wasn’t a very strict distinction between Demon Beasts and Spirit Beasts.

One clear difference, however, was that Demon Beasts were often masterless, while Spirit Beasts had masters.

It was hard to say which state—having a master or being masterless—was superior.

One could only say that Demon Beasts tended to be more impulsive and wild, while Spirit Beasts were generally much more docile and orderly. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

But one mustn’t forget that the Profound Origin Land was not solely the domain of Great Zhou.

In this world, besides the unified dynasty of the Human Race, there also existed nine great Demon Countries.

Within the Demon Countries, Demon Beasts were considered Demon People.

Little Demons below the Spirit Communication Stage often hadn’t developed true intelligence and could only be commanded by various higher-level Demon Beasts. That much was obvious. As for Demons at or above the Spirit Communication Stage, although they possessed rudimentary intelligence, their society was even more strictly hierarchical than that of humans—

The Demon Race revered strength and held bloodlines sacred, so it would be inaccurate to say they had no order.

But all in all, from Song Ciwan’s perspective, if the Big White Goose could become a Spirit Beast, it was ultimately a joyous prospect.

Carefully mulling over the Spirit Nurturing Technique, she walked over to the Big White Goose.

The Big White Goose seemed to still be reveling in the pride and joy of its recent "act of heroism," flapping its wings as it waddled all over the courtyard.

After a moment, it ran to the courtyard gate, pressing its head against the crack to peek outside, looking left and right.

It was as if... it was eagerly awaiting Song Ciwan’s return.

Something struck a chord in Song Ciwan’s heart. She felt a certain warmth and softness in the dark of the night.

She walked to the Big White Goose’s side. The goose couldn’t see her, so she tried to channel her divine power.

In an instant, the Divine Eye Opening activated.

Song Ciwan’s Magical Power shot out from her eyes and struck the Big White Goose.

Dream-Entering Technique!

Yes, this was the best method Song Ciwan could think of to communicate with the Big White Goose.

In the real world, the Big White Goose stood in place, its head tilted as if it had fallen into a dream.

In the dream, however, the Big White Goose suddenly leaped high into the air, joyfully flapping its wings as it pounced on Song Ciwan.

The courtyard gate opened. Song Ciwan walked in, wrapped her arms around the heavy Big White Goose, and immediately pulled it into an embrace.

The Big White Goose cried out excitedly, "HONK! HONK! GOOSE-GOOSE!"

Song Ciwan laughed. Holding the goose with one arm and gently stroking its back with her other hand, she said, "Big White Goose, you’ve grown so much recently. If you keep this up, I won’t be able to carry you for much longer."

Oh no. Those words were the equivalent of poking a hornet’s nest.

The Big White Goose immediately threw its head back, flapped its wings, and scrambled out of Song Ciwan’s arms in a flurry.

Song Ciwan let go, and the Big White Goose landed on the ground, circling her nonstop.

As it circled, it flapped its wings, held its long neck high, and continuously let out honking sounds.

It didn’t have human language, but the longer Song Ciwan spent with it, the better she became at interpreting the various meanings in its sounds.

To Song Ciwan, the Big White Goose seemed to be saying: ’How can Wanwan’s eyesight be so poor? Can’t you see this goose’s awesome, domineering presence?’

Song Ciwan couldn’t help but let out another puff of laughter.

’Sigh... The night is so dark, but my goose is always so adorable.’

She squatted down, gently stroking the goose’s neck and back, and said, "Oh, Big White Goose, it’s no wonder I can’t carry you as you get bigger and bigger. But didn’t you once say you wanted to protect me? I’m waiting for the day you grow big enough to carry me on your back and fly me up to the heavens!"

The Big White Goose held its neck high, its eyes wide. Its pair of sparkling eyes seemed to reflect the light of the azure sky.

It must have understood her. It seemed to be truly imagining the day it would grow enormous, big enough to carry Song Ciwan and fly up to the heavens.

"GOOSE-GOOSE! HONK!"

The Big White Goose opened its beak and let out a series of squawks, as if in agreement with Song Ciwan.

Song Ciwan smiled. "But there’s no need to rush. Once your Magical Power is profound enough, you might even learn the Heaven and Earth Transformation, or a Transformation Technique that lets you change size at will. If you want me to hold you, just focus on your Cultivation. When you can make yourself small in the future, I’ll still hold you in my arms."

The Big White Goose’s eyes immediately grew even wider. It stretched out its head and frantically tried to shove it into Song Ciwan’s embrace.

Clearly, compared to getting big enough to carry her on its back, what it wanted more right now was to snuggle into Song Ciwan’s arms and be held.

Song Ciwan hugged it, soothingly stroking its back, and started laughing again.

"Alright, alright. No matter how big or small you get, I’ll always be able to hold you, okay?"

The Big White Goose lowered its head, nuzzling against Song Ciwan’s chest while continuing to honk softly.

After communicating with it for a while longer, Song Ciwan asked, "Big White Goose, I have a Spell now. Once I cast it, we can form a Divine Soul connection. You would become my Spirit Beast. Are you willing?"

Before the Big White Goose could respond, she added, "Becoming my Spirit Beast means that from now on, you would live for me and die for me. If I die, you cannot live on alone."

"Do you understand?"

The Big White Goose just continued to nuzzle its head against Song Ciwan’s hand, its plump body pressing even closer into her embrace.

Song Ciwan chuckled. "Alright, then. I know you’re willing."

As she spoke, she bit the middle finger of her right hand, forcing out a line of heart’s blood.

The blood flew from her fingertip, forming a profound symbol in the air.

As if sensing something, the Big White Goose immediately puffed out its chest and spread its wings before Song Ciwan.

Its body surged forward, instantly receiving the Blood Talisman into its searing-hot chest.