Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

He reached out and grasped it.

It was icy to the touch, as if holding a shard of ice, and felt light as nothing.

He tried a few swings, and immediately a fierce cold wind arose, making frost appear on the walls of this quiet chamber.

Song Changming sheathed the saber, frowned, and looked.

Honestly, it didn’t quite suit him.

He was used to heavy sabers and hefty weapons in the past, so this cold saber, light as nothing, was somewhat unfamiliar to him.

But no matter what, this was the only Spirit Saber he could use at the moment.

After all, the Zhao Family Ancestor was an Elder Grandmaster focused on Sword Dao, so there were not many saber weapons among his collections.

In the future, if he were to face off against a Great Demon or Grandmaster powerhouses, the importance of the Spirit Saber would become infinitely apparent, and he could only adapt to this saber.

Fortunately, this wasn’t hard for him.

His Sword Tao itself was variable and not just one route of large and open heavy saber strokes.

Moreover, this saber was light and agile, having its own elusive wonders.

With his formidable force, the Sword Might was both fast and fierce!

"Not bad!"

Song Changming tested it carefully again, feeling it became more and more handy, and then contentedly put it away, continuing to peruse the remaining collections.

Not long after, another small square box appeared before his eyes.

The box was made of black iron, with a rough surface and many indentations, as if it had been hammered.

Holding it in hand, it indeed felt heavy!

The small iron box, when weighed by Song Changming, actually weighed ten thousand pounds.

Undoubtedly, this was not ordinary iron.

After looking all around, he could not find a way to open it, so Song Changming tried hitting it with two punches, each heavier than the last.

But the iron box remained unchanged, much to Song Changming’s astonishment.

One must know that with his Dragon Power, few things could remain intact under his punches.

Intrigued by this iron box, Song Changming raised his right arm again, and the painting of a Demon Ape appeared.

However, Song Changming quickly restrained his impulse, and he disappeared from the quiet chamber, flying to a desolate land outside the city where he placed the iron box on the ground before launching his third punch.

The terrifying Fist Momentum came crashing down, and with a bang, the earth collapsed layer by layer, turning into a giant pit several miles around.

Song Changming retracted his fist and looked; the iron box that withstood his full-force punch had only slightly deformed.

"So hard..." Song Changming felt the material of the iron box was one of the best if used for forging.

"What exactly is inside, under such Divine Iron protection?" Song Changming was curious, pondering how to open it.

Suddenly, he noticed a faint energy fluctuation on the box, making his eyes light up; he finally found a clue.

However, to fully understand it, more time was needed.

Returning to his dwelling, Song Changming continued to examine the remaining items in the Heaven and Earth Ring.

There were still many things, including numerous Miracle Elixirs and Heavenly and Earthly Treasures that Song Changming had never seen, all preserved within, their overall value immeasurable.

After a cursory look, Song Changming felt he had gained immensely.

The small Heaven and Earth Ring practically had everything one could need.

Even if he did nothing from now on, with the vast resources in the Heaven and Earth Ring, it seemed sufficient to cultivate him to the Grandmaster Realm!

For the next decade or even several decades of cultivation needs, he did not need to worry.

"Truly, killing and arson come with a golden waistbelt..." Song Changming shook his head and couldn’t help but sigh.

Looting is always the fastest way to accumulate wealth and resources.

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The case about the Zhao Family continued until the year-end in December, then gradually faded away.

The vast Zhao Family only had a mansion in the Core District left unprocessed, besides which traces of the Zhao Family were disappearing from the main city and even throughout Cui Bai Dao.

There were rumors that a small batch of Zhao family members escaped capture with their family’s last remnants, exiled afar.

Another rumor said the Zhao Family Patriarch transformed and established another household, escaping from prison like a monkey slipping its shell.

There was even talk of a Great Demon hidden within the Zhao Family, masterminding the mishaps.

Storytellers’ fabrications often spin tales from nothing but sounded remarkably plausible.

"Guo Shuoshu is here!"

On Chang’an Street, a little old man in a long tunic sat at the tavern door with his placard, immediately gathering a group of waiting listeners, including diners from the nearby tavern.

"Today, let’s not talk about the Zhao Family, but about the Song Family." Guo Shuoshu stroked his beard, saying calmly.

At this, many were puzzled.

"The Song Family? Which Song Family?"

"Never heard of any prominent family bearing the Song name in town..."

"Perhaps Song family next to my street corner?"

"Your neighbor? What’s there to say about that?"

"Guo Shuoshu, stop teasing us, just tell the story."

Upon hearing this, Guo Shuoshu unhurriedly said, "The Song Family I’m talking about is right in the Second District, originally the Zhao Family mansion, seized by the Prince’s Mansion after their downfall, now belonging to Marshal Song of the Nineteenth Army."

"Marshal Song? I remember, Guo Shuoshu mentioned yesterday, the trigger for the Zhao Family’s downfall was exactly Marshal Song of the Nineteenth Army." an old faithful fan exclaimed.

"Indeed, but what was said yesterday won’t be repeated today. Today’s story is about how Marshal Song came to receive the current Prince Cui’s appreciation and became a Marshal." Guo Shuoshu introduced today’s topic.

"Hmm, something doesn’t add up. I recall you mentioning before that Marshal Song had no power or influence, rising because he was Prince Cui’s illegitimate son, eventually acquiring the Marshal position."

Someone seemed to recall, following up.

"Ahem, nonsense, don’t slander me." Perhaps due to a spoiler or otherwise, Guo Shuoshu’s expression stiffened, denying the claim.

But his words piqued more curiosity among others, urging Guo Shuoshu to start quickly.

At this point, two more people came out from the tavern.

Song Ping’an looked displeased towards the storyteller and said, "Spouting nonsense, young master, shall I teach him a lesson?"

"No need, why bother over such a trivial matter." Song Changming lightly chuckled and waved his hand nonchalantly, then walked away.

His presence here today was merely to check on his new business.

The World Tavern, originally owned by the Zhao Family, had now fallen into Song Changming’s hands.

One had to admit, Song Ping’an indeed had management skills, quickly revamping and reviving the tavern’s business, no longer affected by the Zhao Family’s negative image.

Now, the tavern was brimming with diners, making substantial profits from its Second District location.

Song Changming also tasted various dishes there, feeling quite satisfied overall.

"If nothing else, we could hire him; have him storytelling in the tavern daily to attract customers." Song Changming said at the end.

Song Ping’an’s eyes lit up at this, planning to follow the suggestion.

The little old man’s storytelling was captivating; he indeed had some talent.

Though Song Changming didn’t care much about his public image, he wanted to maintain his young master’s reputation.

For this, having a renowned mouthpiece to speak to others was necessary.

Leaving the tavern, Song Changming continued to the Prince’s Mansion to find Qian Yuan.

"Kid, you’ve been absent for a while, why? Think this old man can’t teach you Talisman Tao, or you don’t want to play chess with me?" Qian Yuan snorted upon seeing Song Changming.

"Senior, please forgive me, I have been immersed in cultivation recently and haven’t ventured out much." Song Changming explained, presenting a jug of the tavern’s most famous Top Grade World Wine as today’s visiting gift.

"Hmph, at least you are sensible." Qian Yuan accepted the wine jug, softening his demeanor a bit, and reminded him.

"Cultivation is important, but don’t neglect your Talisman Tao study; I don’t want to waste my breath talking to a wall."

Initially, he advised Song Changming to quit Talisman Tao.

Now, after witnessing Song Changming’s progress in Talisman Tao, he thought Song Changming was a rare talent in this area.

Thus, his attitude changed, and after Song Changming’s absence, he felt discontent.

What’s so good about Martial Arts Cultivation? Day in and day out, refining Qi is dull and tedious, unlike the intriguing fun of delving into Talisman Tao.

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