Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

Chapter 371 - 295: Techniques for Immortality (Double-Length)

"Does an undead corpse retain consciousness from their lifetime?" Song Changming asked again.

"Initially, no. But through cultivation, they can awaken self-awareness and memories from their past life," Xiaojin replied.

"Isn’t this like resurrection! They can indeed come back to life..." Song Changming exclaimed in surprise.

Once, in his understanding, it was always that when a person dies, it’s like a lamp extinguishing, an irreversible outcome.

Now, what Xiaojin had said somewhat shattered this understanding of his.

A person’s life is like a lamp extinguished, yet an extinguished lamp is not necessarily beyond rekindling...

"Strictly speaking, it shouldn’t be considered resurrection, after all, the undead that come back can’t be counted as ’humans’ anymore. They are an entirely new foreign race species," Xiaojin replied prudently.

Song Changming suddenly leaned forward onto the table, informing the Mountain Ginseng Spirit of his elder brother’s predicament, and then asked.

"Is there a way to rid him of that Corpse Refiner? Is there a way to be resurrected?"

Xiaojin did not answer Song Changming immediately but leaned against the edge of the iron box, tapping the table with a few slender roots as if in human-like contemplation.

A moment later, it exhaled a circle of spiritual mist, writing.

"There’s no way."

"A hundred-year-old Moonlight Grass."

"About a hundred years ago, an ancient tomb emerged, attracting numerous Tomb Raider Captains. But eventually, countless of them died or were wounded, with only a few escaping, turning it into a notorious tomb of doom."

"Go on," Song Changming urged.

"The reason this ancient tomb attracted so many Tomb Raider Captains was because rumors claimed it contained a mysterious technique, with which the practitioner could attain immortality!"

Hearing of immortality, Song Changming raised his eyebrows, "Is it true?"

"The rumor is false, no one can truly achieve immortality. The reason for the rumor is that the owner of the ancient tomb, unwilling to fall as death approached, developed a Corpse Transformation Technique, which could transform a living person into a being similar to an undead corpse.

In doing so, the natural limit of a person’s lifespan is broken, allowing them to live for a long time. Although it’s not true immortality, it is indeed a form of alternative immortality technique."

Upon hearing this, Song Changming pondered, "Proactively becoming an undead corpse... that’s quite an individual."

He somewhat understood the Mountain Ginseng Spirit’s implication.

"So, you mean this Corpse Transformation Technique can allow my two elder brothers to persist in the world as undead corpses?"

"Correct."

"Is there any other way?"

"No."

"Two hundred-year-old Moonlight Grasses."

"Truly none."

"Three?"

"..."

Afterwards, the Mountain Ginseng Spirit recounted some myths and legends, involving resurrection and transformation methods like Nirvana Phoenix Blood, Nine Heavens Dragon Gate, and the like.

Listening to it all, only the Corpse Transformation Technique from the ancient tomb sounded most reliable.

"Then how does one rid themselves of the Corpse Refiner?" Song Changming continued to ask.

"Once the Corpse Transformation Technique is practiced, the matter will naturally resolve itself. Before that, just spare the Corpse Refiner’s life."

"Xiaojin, if this is achieved, you shall take great credit, and henceforth you shan’t have to think about escaping. I will ensure you’re well-fed and well-cared for!" Song Changming was almost longing to hug and nibble on this Mountain Ginseng Spirit.

"I thank you."

...

Thirty Six Grotto Heavens of Nanzhou, Baitian Temple.

"Spare me, Celestial Master, I am willing to serve you for eternity, at your beck and call, please let me go!"

"Father, your son is unfilial, I can’t go back to see you."

"A bunch of beasts, I won’t let you succeed, even if I die! If you want me to be a part of your alchemy, I’ll just blow up your furnace!"

Sitting cross-legged in the air, Master Baitian looked down at the few alchemy ingredients brought by the Demon Commander.

With a wave of his hand, a few white hairs flew from his body, piercing the mouth of the last stubborn speaker, turning it into a bloody pulp in an instant, including the tongue inside, splattering with blood.

"If you can blow it up, be my guest."

Master Baitian snorted lightly and waved his hand again.

"Throw them in, fire up the furnace, and begin refining!"

The Tiger Demon, with all red hair, grabbed a few people, ignoring their pleas, grinning with its bloody maw in disdain.

"If it weren’t for the Celestial Master’s need for alchemy, I would love to savor you delicious folks."

With that, it threw the designated alchemy ingredients straight into the furnace.

Seal the furnace, start the refining!

Days later, Master Baitian looked grimly at the pile of residue inside the furnace.

Undoubtedly, it failed again!

"Hmph!" Master Baitian was furious, flipping over the massive furnace with an unknown weight, and left in a huff.

These years, he had tried several times, but no matter how he refined, the ingredients weren’t right, leading to no chance of success at all.

Speaking of which, capturing the dragon and getting Song Changming back then had the most potential.

It’s a pity, he still hadn’t figured out why that time the furnace was empty inside.

Most likely, the other party somehow swallowed up all his ingredients and fled.

He had sent people to search all these years, but to no avail, which was ultimately just his speculation.

A perfect alchemy ingredient like Song Changming had not been found again after all these years.

"If only that bastard were still alive..."

At this point, he instead hoped Song Changming was alive, so he could capture him again to secure a perfect alchemy ingredient.

Compared to the turmoil at Baitian Temple, the Corpse Refining Sect next door was utterly silent.

The heavy cloud of death gloom seemed like a dark sky, covering the entire sect.

Within the sect.

"Brother Lou, a few days ago I saw a Celestial Fairy in town. She was so beautiful I could barely walk," Hu Yan said, drawing a bit closer to the person in front of him.

Upon hearing this, Lou Baoqiu’s eyes lit up instantly, clearly intrigued, he looked at Hu Yan.

"Really?"

"In front of Brother Lou, how dare I joke, I’ve got it all figured out, she’s at the age of blossoming, a decent girl with no background, just the kind of budding beauty Brother Lou loves...