Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

Soon, the white, hazy world in front of him began to ripple, and the recorded images from the past appeared before Song Changming.

It was an elderly man sitting cross-legged.

The elder had a round face, a broad and chubby body, with long hair and beard reaching the ground. His simple long robe looked somewhat bulky as he sat in the grand hall.

This grand hall was the entirety of the scene in the Shadow Realm.

Song Changming realized that ’he’ could move freely within this Shadow Realm, so he tried to walk out of the hall.

But as expected, the hall doors were tightly closed, and he couldn’t touch anything in the Shadow Realm, so naturally, he couldn’t leave.

His gaze returned to the corners of the grand hall.

He saw slightly old murals, depicting mountains and seas, as well as some strange gigantic beasts, drawn vividly and full of spirit.

Even though Song Changming was in this Shadow Realm, he seemed to feel the terrifying aura of the giant creatures in the paintings.

Apart from that, the murals and pillars were also carved with many scripts and patterns.

The scripts were ancient, not the ancient characters of the Ancient Abyss Country, and Song Changming could not understand their meaning; he only felt that these scripts were filled with divine rhythms, clearly not made by ordinary people.

"What era is this from..." Song Changming found it difficult to determine.

The only thing he could confirm was that the Shadow Realm inside this Painting Pearl contained scenes that truly existed in reality.

Neither the chubby martial artist in front of him nor this grand hall were creations of fiction.

Just as Song Changming was carefully perceiving, the cross-legged figure suddenly opened his eyes.

In fact, because there was so much flesh on his face, even when his eyes were open, there was only a narrow slit.

Yet, through this narrow gaze, it seemed to transcend illusion and reality, landing directly on Song Changming.

Song Changming even felt as if he was staring right into those eyes, experiencing an inexplicable sense of oddity.

It was an invisible pressure, leaving no room for relaxation in his heart.

Song Changming didn’t know who this person in the Shadow Realm was, but he deduced that the person must be extremely powerful.

"The Purple Mansion Realm focuses on essence, refining essence to transform energy, refining gang and blood to intertwine and merge, thus forming the root..."

The chubby martial artist’s expression was solemn. Although his voice was slightly sharp and peculiar, causing some discordance, his words immediately drew Song Changming into deep concentration.

In an instant, Song Changming realized where the discordance came from.

The words spoken by the other were not in the Ancient Abyss language that he was familiar with. Even though he couldn’t comprehend a single word upon returning to his senses, while immersed, he inexplicably understood all.

It was only at this moment that Song Changming truly sensed how magical the Shadow Realm within this Painting Pearl was!

It was not just about storing a piece of virtual reality imagery that allowed him to be present in the scene.

Seeing the other continue speaking, unabated by his reaction, Song Changming once again immersed himself to comprehend the meanings behind the words.

The Purple Mansion Realm mentioned by the other, undoubtedly, referred to what is known today as the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm.

As inferred by the outside, what this Painting Pearl contained was exactly the secret inheritance of the Zhao Family Ancestor ascending to the Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Approximately the time it takes for an incense stick to burn in the grand hall, the entity in the Shadow Realm finished all the content, and then began demonstrating it closely for Song Changming.

From time to time, he would point out the key aspects of each stage; whenever Song Changming felt puzzled, the Shadow Realm person would enlighten him with a realization.

Unknown how long time elapsed, the Shadow Realm space suddenly became unstable, and the person in the Shadow Realm abruptly closed his eyes again, speaking no further.

Song Changming could no longer sink his heart and spirit into comprehension; in the next moment, he was pulled back to reality.

Subsequently, he felt his head spinning and that his spiritual power was severely depleted.

A familiar voice from Qian Yuan rang in his ears.

"Kid, I forgot to tell you, next time you enter this Shadow Realm, make sure to control your time well when exiting, otherwise there’s a risk of depleting your heart and spirit."

Song Changming immediately retrieved a top-grade Clear Heart Pill that accelerates the recovery of spiritual power, swallowed it, and exhaled a breath before nodding, indicating he understood.

He looked at the sky; it was originally noon, now the night had fallen, and the stars were twinkling in the sky.

Clearly, considerable time had passed in reality while he was in the Shadow Realm.

"How was it, your first time in the Shadow Realm?" Qian Yuan asked.

"Incredibly fascinating," Song Changming said, expressing his genuine feeling.

Being in it, the scene was so realistic that in some moments he even blurred the lines between this Shadow Realm and reality.

It was as though he was genuinely sitting face to face with that person in the Shadow Realm, discussing the Tao.

"The first person who invented this Painting Pearl is indeed admirable," Qian Yuan nodded and said.

"In the future, if you encounter another unclaimed Painting Pearl, try not to miss it if within your capability. In the past, many have ascended to prominence and reached the peak simply because they inadvertently obtained a Painting Pearl.

The Zhao Family is an example, and several other Noble Families have similarly risen from a small Painting Pearl."

Qian Yuan clearly had vast knowledge and insight regarding Painting Pearls and the connections to Noble Families.

A single inheritance from a Painting Pearl can often give rise to a top Noble Family.

"I kindly ask for your discretion, senior." To avoid unnecessary trouble, Song Changming cupped his hands respectfully towards Qian Yuan who had been helping him.

He didn’t want this Painting Pearl to constantly attract the attention of others.

"Such wine, if you bring me two jars every month, I will keep silent and even cover for you," Qian Yuan said with a faint smile.

"Deal," Song Changming replied.

Leaving Qian Yuan’s place, Song Changming was very satisfied.

The person within the Painting Pearl’s Shadow Realm passed down a method to open the mansion, which is the secret technique of opening the Purple Mansion and officially stepping into the realm of a Grandmaster.

For now, Song Changming hadn’t yet cultivated to the Innate Perfection Realm, so he temporarily didn’t need this Painting Pearl inheritance.

But in the future, he wouldn’t have to worry about this matter anymore.

Once he reaches a bottleneck in his cultivation, he could seamlessly connect and take a giant leap into the Grandmaster Realm!

He had already unlocked eight Martial Veins, so this step was not far either.

That day, outside the city, in a vast military encampment, war drums thundered, horns blared, and shouts echoed without end.

Thousands of soldiers formed one formation after another, outside a School Martial Arts Arena, watching a bare-chested, strong, and mighty man in the arena, many showing expressions of awe.

"Anyone else!" Li Santu clenched his fists, overflowing with Blood Qi, letting out a long cry, his eyes sweeping over all the soldiers present.

Most soldiers were intimidated by his imposing presence, not daring to harbor any challenge.

"I’ll go." After a few breaths, a Centurion suddenly flew into the arena, a surge of Gang Qi rising from his body.

"Good!" Li Santu, with joy in his gaze, strode forward.

A new round of martial combat and fighting unfolded.

Li Santu seemed tireless, his battle intent growing ever more intense.

After twenty or thirty rounds, the Centurion was caught by Li Santu’s shoulder and directly flung out.

Even his Innate Qi Aura couldn’t withstand Li Santu’s immense brute strength, having no choice but to concede and retreat.

"I’ll go!" Soon, another Centurion entered the arena; Li Santu welcomed anyone who came and fought to the end.

After another fierce series of battles, Li Santu grew braver with each fight until no one dared to step up again!

On the other side, not far from the School Martial Arts Arena, four people stood watching the matches from a wall top.

Among them naturally stood Song Changming, Commander of the Nineteenth Army, along with Yang Zhen and Xing Tiexin, who were guest allies, and Xiao Peibai, the General accompanying them.

At this moment, Xing Tiexin watched as Li Santu fought successive victories, praising him as a valiant warrior.

"Changming, this General under your command truly shows a glimpse of the style you had when you first joined the army," Xing Tiexin remarked.

Next to him, Yang Zhen nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"His strength surpasses Martial Artists of the same realm, indeed following the same cultivation path as Changming."

Back in the day, Song Changming often threw people around in the army like that.

Beside them, Xiao Peibai smiled without speaking, refraining from joining the conversation.

Yang Zhen and Xing Tiexin were Song Changming’s close comrades in the army, thus their talk was more casual, while Xiao Peibai, being under Song Changming’s command, needed to be cautious when discussing his own Commander, thus abstaining from reminiscing.

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