Eternal life begins with saving my clan

In the backyard, Matchmaker Ceng stood respectfully beside a cultivator wearing a blood-colored mask. It was rare for her to not have the smell of makeup on her body. Her expression was solemn.

When Shen Ping and the other two walked in, the blood-masked cultivator glanced at Pei Huoyu. Almost at the same time, the two gazes collided.

"Mountain Fire Hall."

"The Blood Silk Guard."

Pei Huoyu frowned. The blood-masked cultivator's pupils constricted. The core members of the True Treasure Pavilion had Dao Protectors, but most of them were only at the boat level. Occasionally, there would be a pavilion level. As for the hall level, it was very rare.

"Talisman Master Shen. This is the Envoy Blood Silk sent by my Spring Garden headquarters." Matchmaker Ceng gave a simple introduction.

Shen Ping and Wang Yun hurriedly bowed. "Greetings, Senior."

The Blood Silk Envoy's eyes landed on Wang Yun and he said bluntly, "Mortals have to endure immense pain during the process of modifying their bloodline and bones. If your will is not firm, you'd better dispel such thoughts."

Wang Yun looked at Shen Ping and said firmly, "Senior, I want to give it a try."

The Blood Silk Envoy smiled faintly. "Two months. Whether you can succeed or not depends on your own luck."

Hearing this, Shen Ping could not help but cup his hands and ask, "Senior, may I ask if she'll be in Spring Garden in Qingyang City for the next two months?"

"No."

"Then can I go with you?"

"The bloodline modification is a secret of my Spring Garden. Talisman Master Shen is a core member of the True Treasure Pavilion, so you naturally can't." The Blood Silk Envoy suddenly said, "However, if Talisman Master Shen is willing to change sects and come to my Spring Garden, not to mention accompanying your wife, you're even qualified to watch the bloodline modification process."

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Pei Huoyu raised her hand and shot out a flame. The flaming light was extremely fast. In an instant, it attacked the Blood Silk Envoy. Three flames suddenly separated in front of his mask. Every flame was as hot as the sun.

The Blood Silk Envoy's eyes darkened. The magic power around his body instantly condensed into a semi-circular magical barrier. Layers of flame-colored ripples rose from the three flames. Then, it dissipated.

Pei Huoyu's voice sounded. "How dare a green-blood envoy like you rope in the core of my True Treasure Pavilion in front of me?!"

The envoy knew that he was in the wrong and said, "It's said that the members of the Mountain Fire Hall have very bad tempers. They really live up to their reputation. If I didn't have something to do today, I would definitely ask for guidance."

Pei Huoyu said calmly, "Anytime."

Shen Ping heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the two of them were only probing and did not really fight. He asked a few more questions. Seeing that the envoy seemed to be impatient, he immediately stopped.

In the private room on the second floor a moment later. Sitting on the chair and taking a few sips of spiritual tea, he became hesitant. The envoy had said that the modification of bloodline and bone structure this time was not life-threatening, but there would be some uncontrollable risks. Spring Garden could not predict what would happen.

Wang Yun said gently, "Husband, you can't ask for everything. I'm already satisfied to have such a chance. No matter what changes happen, I'll be your Yun'er."

Shen Ping sighed. "Two months. It's fine if I can accompany Yun'er, but… I'm really worried that something will happen."

"Husband, I want to accompany you for a long time."

He saw the determination in his wife's eyes. Shen Ping finally nodded slowly.

…

Five o'clock passed, on the way back to Tongquan Alley, Shen Ping's shadow grew longer and longer. The moment his wife left Qingyang City on the Spring Garden's flying ship, it was as if he had lost something.

"Your wife is a mortal. It's not worth much in Spring Garden's eyes. You don't have to worry too much." Pei Huoyu suddenly comforted him.

Shen Ping forced a smile. "Thank you."

They arrived at the entrance of the small courtyard. Pei Huoyu continued, "The Talisman Master of the Mountain Fire Hall will arrive in ten days. He will only stay here for a year. Fellow Daoist Shen, since you can already cultivate the scriptures, I hope you can seize the opportunity within this year. That's all I have to say!"

Shen Ping was silent. Although he did not know what Pei Huoyu had paid, the price for a Headquarters Talisman Master to personally come to a small place like the Wei Kingdom was probably not low.

"Thank you, Senior Pei." Shen Ping looked at her natural back and bowed again. He thought to himself, This is a person with a heart of gold and a cold face.

In the evening, two people were missing from the hall. Yu Yan was still in seclusion in the quiet room to break through to the ninth level of Qi Refinement. Only Bai Yuying and Luo Qing were there.

"Husband, the spirit rice porridge I make is not as delicious as Sister Yun'er's." Bai Yuying said carefully.

Shen Ping looked at the almost sticky spirit rice and ate it carelessly. He said, "Yun'er went somewhere and will be back in two months." Hearing this, Bai Yuying and Luo Qing smiled again. However, Shen Ping quickly said, "Ying'er, Qing'er, the two of you have to bear the responsibility for the two months that Yun'er is not around."

"Ah…"

"Husband, Ying'er really can't bear it." Bai Yuying had a bitter expression.

Luo Qing also looked worried. He watched their reactions. Shen Ping's mood suddenly improved a lot. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't be too brave."

Another five days passed.

Mystic Immortal Pavilion.

In the quiet pavilion, Fairy Cai Shang leaned against the window of the pavilion and looked at the bamboo forest not far away. Her eyes were filled with worry. Guest Elder Chong of the True Treasure Pavilion had already replied and the colorful crystal was sent to Talisman Master Shen.

But until now, Talisman Master Shen had never used that colorful crystal before. This was the first time Fairy Cai Shang began to doubt her looks and charm.

Swoosh.

A figure appeared in the pavilion. Fairy Cai Shang hurriedly stood up and bowed. "Pavilion Master."

The Pavilion Master's expression was solemn. "The colorful crystal last time cost a lot, but it was useless. Tomorrow is the banquet. This is your last chance. If you can't grasp it, my Mystic Immortal Pavilion won't waste a trace of resources on you."

Fairy Cai Shang's body trembled. She bit her lip. "As long as I can see Talisman Master Shen, I, I…"

The Pavilion Master shook his head when he saw this. "Cai Shang, your appearance and figure are considered outstanding in the twelve countries. If not for the previous misunderstanding, I believe you would definitely be able to capture this Talisman Master Shen. I've already arranged everything for this banquet. The rest will depend on you."

"Cai Shang understands!"

…

Late at night, in Tongquan Alley, where the spirit fog enveloped. Perfected Qiu sat on a chair in the hall, drinking aged wine alone. The smell of spirit wine filled her entire body. However, there was no hint of drunkenness in the corners of her eyes.

In the past few days, she had been waiting for Talisman Master Shen next door to visit. Unfortunately, there was no one at the entrance of the courtyard for a long time. After the large-scale auction, Perfected Qiu had to leave Qingyang City.

Under normal circumstances, there were still decades before she could be promoted. However, it was different when a core member appeared in the Wei Kingdom. Not only her, but all the hosts of the auction at the headquarters would also be transferred away, including the other members of the True Treasure Pavilion.

Faced with such dominance, although Perfected Qiu was furious, she could only grit her teeth and endure it. "There's still more than a month. I don't have much time left…" She got up and returned to the bedroom.

Perfected Qiu wanted to show her best side at tomorrow's banquet. No matter what the outcome was, she had to fight for it with all her might.

Golden Core.

Nascent Soul.

Most of the sects and cultivators in the 12 countries needed to fight to barely obtain a portion of resources. Now, she did not need to die. She only had to pay a certain price in other aspects. Anyone would not hesitate to give it a try.

The longer one lived, the longer one wanted to live.

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