Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

In the evening, in the courtyard of a guest room.

Song Changming sat cross-legged on a rock, circulating the Witch Refining Technique under the moon, refining the moon yin energy that poured down.

While nurturing his body and strength, he was also nourishing his sixth Witch Soldier Seal.

Refining this Witch Soldier Seal was not easy; it was even somewhat difficult.

This was already the fourth year he had been refining this Witch Soldier Seal, yet he had not finished it.

On one hand, this Witch Soldier Seal was indeed much more difficult to refine than his previous five.

On the other hand, his physical body’s capacity to bear the power of the Witch Soldier Seal was also nearing its limit, which invisibly increased the difficulty of refining it.

Indeed, Song Changming was not quite sure if his current physical strength could support him in fully refining this Witch Soldier Seal.

If it wasn’t possible, he could only temporarily set aside the refining process of this Witch Soldier Seal, and wait for his physical strength to catch up before continuing.

The cultivation of this Witch Refining Technique is something that cannot be rushed.

Song Changming would not force it, otherwise, if he overdid it and his body exploded, that would be the real end.

After a round of exhilarating cultivation, Song Changming stopped immediately.

The Witch Soldier Seal at his throat, yet to be completed, subsided as well.

He wasn’t sure if it was just his illusion, but in this Haishang yunhuang City, it seemed that even the moon was rounder than outside.

The results of his cultivation here were also much better than when he was outside.

"Truly a treasure land of feng shui..." Song Changming murmured to himself.

According to Prince Cui’s description, the greatest value of this Spiritual Energy Sea isn’t the islands floating on the sea.

What’s in the sea is the true treasure trove.

Sea plants, Spiritual Energy Fish, Sea Crystal...

The things in the sea, repeatedly bathed in spiritual qi and continuously generated, are the most precious.

If it weren’t for the task at hand, Song Changming really wanted to venture into the sea to experience this Spiritual Energy Sea more closely.

After the Imperial Banquet ends, he wonders if there will be an opportunity to explore.

He accompanied Prince Cui this time purely with a mindset to broaden his knowledge, whether it was Emperor Yun or this Spiritual Treasure Sea, both intrigued him.

Just as Song Changming was about to continue studying the Opening Mansion Technique, he suddenly heard a loud voice from the mansion.

"Old Hu, you finally arrived, how come you’re so late this year?"

Song Changming moved to the main courtyard where Prince Cui was.

As Prince Cui’s escort, he also took on the role of guardian, and with the unexpected arrival, he needed to follow too.

Just as he reached the main courtyard, the visitors also arrived.

There were two of them, both tall and burly, over two meters in height, with arms thicker than most people’s thighs.

When they approached, even the courtyard gate appeared narrow.

The leader wore a King’s Robe, accentuating his identity as one of the Great Kings attending the Imperial Banquet.

"Brother Li, long time no see. I hope all is well."

Prince Cui opened the door and came out with a smile to greet them.

Song Changming observed and understood that the visitors had a deep relationship with Prince Cui, unlike that previous encounter with Prince Rui.

It made sense, among the Thirty Six Kings, some were acquaintances with grudges, while others had familial ties.

"Don’t mention it, there are many troubles in my territory, and I couldn’t get away. After the Imperial Banquet, I have to rush back," Prince Cui said, shaking his head.

Faced with the person in front of him, he no longer displayed any airs of a Great King.

Song Changming knew the troubles Prince Cui spoke of referred to the Changsheng Su Family.

With Prince Cui significantly cutting down the ’tribute’ to the Su Family, the hidden conflict between Prince Cui and the Su Family had become quite intense. Prince Cui worried that the Changsheng Su Family might stir up trouble in his absence, and he was always concerned about it.

Thus, he postponed his departure for Cloud Emperor City as much as he could, unwilling to be away for too long.

"That’s really a shame, I originally wanted to travel with you for a few days after it ends, but it seems there’s no chance," Prince Xia, Li Xuan, said, shaking his head.

He didn’t inquire much, as matters concerning personal territories could be sensitive, and unless the parties involved were willing to talk, it wasn’t appropriate for outsiders to ask, even if the two were close friends.

Li Xuan turned his gaze to Song Changming and changed the topic, asking, "How come you didn’t bring Little Huo this time?"

Apparently, he still remembered Prince Cui bringing his young family member Hu Donghuo last time.

And Song Changming was new to him, unfamiliar.

"Donghuo came once before, this time I brought other youngsters to broaden their horizons," Prince Cui said.

"Just here to see the scene?" Li Xuan said, looking at Prince Cui with a half-smile.

He knew his old friend too well; unless this young man was more outstanding, Prince Cui wouldn’t have chosen Song Changming over Hu Donghuo.

The Cloud Fighting is ultimately an arena for showcasing potential and strength. If the participants perform poorly, it reflects poorly on the accompanying Great Kings as well.

"Heh heh," Prince Cui laughed, his gaze also falling on the brawny man beside his old friend.

"This one looks unfamiliar too. Isn’t the old brother going to introduce him?"

Li Xuan’s eyes revealed some pride, saying, "This is the Great King of Cui Bai Dao, won’t you greet them?"

The brawny man stepped forward immediately, exuding a wild aura, and cupped his hands, saying, "From Purple Mist Dao, Hong Zhen, greetings to Prince Cui."

"Changming." Prince Cui nodded and then greeted Song Changming beside him.