Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

December, the coldest time of the year.

A heavy snowfall turned Cui Bai Dao into a frosty realm, akin to a world of ice and snow.

Song Residence.

"Put the blessing papers here."

"Hang some lanterns up there."

"The flowers still need more trimming, make them as festive as possible."

"Where are the koi fish for the pond? Get a few more, there aren’t enough, and they must be of good quality."

"Make sure everything is perfect to please the Patriarch, only then will your year-end bonuses not be reduced."

"..."

Throughout the large and small courtyards, the stewards directed the servants to decorate, making the New Year’s ambiance increasingly intense.

In the inner courtyard, Song Changming sat cross-legged, watching the snowflakes outside, as delicate as goose feathers, truly beautiful.

"Young master rarely finds leisure to enjoy the snow," Su Qingqing knelt beside, warming wine for Song Changming, and taking plums.

"Haha, it won’t be for long, but everything needs a balance between work and rest; I’m not a workaholic," Song Changming chuckled, opening his mouth for Su Qingqing to place the plum inside.

After draining his cup of warm wine, he found the snowy scene before him more enchanting.

"The heavy snow has blocked the roads, I heard many city and village winter supplies are running low," Su Qingqing said with a hint of concern.

"That’s the business of the Prince’s Mansion. There are officials to handle it. Without a special order from Prince Cui, we don’t need to worry. It’s best to avoid overstepping our boundaries," Song Changming said nonchalantly.

"Oh..." Su Qingqing nodded, a bit puzzled.

After the downfall of the Su Family, she traveled with her mother for several months and then bid her farewell, returning alone to Song Changming’s side.

Since Song Changming became the Grand Marshal, he lacked trustworthy people by his side, so Su Qingqing, being clever and capable, stayed with him. She now could be considered half a personal guard and half a member of the Cabinet Secretariat.

Song Changming granted Su Qingqing some power, though without an official title, she was a privileged member for training purposes.

Thus, Su Qingqing now also knew some of the internal affairs of Cui Bai Dao.

As they spoke, a sudden wave of heat emanated from the inner room, quickly flooding the entire courtyard in a faint red glow.

The snow in the courtyard rapidly melted into vapor with this unexpected heat wave, revealing its high temperature.

"Young master, it’s Xiaohuang..." Su Qingqing turned toward the inner room and said involuntarily.

"No problem, this kind of energy radiation has happened over a dozen times," Song Changming remarked nonchalantly.

It had been nearly half a year, and that little yellow bird remained asleep inside, while the Great Demon Kite had left, leaving only the white bird as its eyes, freeloading at the Song Residence.

"Hmm?" Song Changming wasn’t initially concerned but when he saw the warm wine in his cup about to boil, he realized this time the energy radiation was more intense than before.

This triggered the protective array in the courtyard, isolating the waves of heat from affecting other parts of the Song Residence.

As the heat waves escalated, the entire courtyard became difficult to breathe in.

If Song Changming and Su Qingqing weren’t extraordinary people, they might not have survived the intense heat.

Bam!

The door of the inner room was blown open, and a mass of golden flames burst forth.

Song Changming waved his hand, releasing the Grandmaster’s power to fend off the golden flames.

Su Qingqing’s body was enveloped in a demon shadow formed by Gang Qi, and her eyes instinctively turned into pink Demon Eyes, peering through the golden mysterious fire to see inside the room.

There appeared a golden energy orb, peeling away like silk, gradually dissipating.

A small creature wrapped in wings emerged, showing the appearance of the little yellow bird Song Changming had raised for years.

"Ah, young master, Xiaohuang has awakened!" Su Qingqing sensed the aura inside the room was reviving, and couldn’t help but exclaim with joy.

The white bird outside the courtyard wall couldn’t sit still either, flying into the courtyard to observe the situation inside.

With a resounding bird cry, the little creature seemed to be reborn, spreading its wings.

In the next moment, the golden mysterious fire destroyed the entire room, leaving Song Changming unharmed, but furrowing his brow.

Not to mention, this awakened little bird’s house-demolishing skills had improved!

Despite the festive season, there was no need for such destruction.

"Such powerful demon fire!" Su Qingqing marveled.

During her time at Fox Mountain of Yuanzhou, she had witnessed many Fire Demon Races and Demon Beasts.

The golden demon fire Xiaohuang unleashed was undoubtedly one of the strongest demon fires she had ever seen.

However, due to Xiaohuang’s own limitations, the power of the golden demon fire hadn’t been fully exhibited.

"Even with my Grandmaster’s power, I can’t contain the natural eruption of this golden mysterious fire..." Song Changming furrowed his brow, not underestimating the golden demon fire Xiaohuang released.

The Celestial Phoenix Divine Fire previously unleashed by the Great Demon Kite through the Celestial Phoenix Feather once left an indelible impression on Song Changming, with its unparalleled destructive power.

And Xiaohuang’s golden demon fire seemed to bear a resemblance to that Celestial Phoenix Divine Fire.

Although the Great Demon Kite denied Xiaohuang being the Celestial Phoenix, Song Changming always harbored a suspicion that there was some connection between Xiaohuang and the Ancient Divine Bird.

With a bird’s cry, Xiaohuang transformed into a little firebird, flying out and circling in front of Song Changming and Su Qingqing, with a natural ring of golden flames around it, like a sun halo.

Locking eyes with Song Changming, the little yellow bird tilted its head.