Immortal Skills - Chapter 139
139 Natal Technique (3)
Jiang Ming let out a sigh of relief and nodded, “That’s good. However, I’ve come here with a request.”
“Speak!”
“I have two old friends who are at the end of their lives. I want to come here to ask for a way to extend their lives.”
“It’s that rabbit and the black dog, right?” Dr. Sun was not surprised at all. “When I came back from outside the mountain this time, I passed by the forest and found these two little guys who were dying of old age. So, they are your friends.”
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Jiang Ming always felt a trace of fear. It was good that Dr. Sun was not in the mountains when he transmigrated here. Otherwise, his every move would have been under his surveillance.
Immortal cultivators were really a force to be reckoned with. He had to be careful.
“However, I’m about to die. How can I find a way to help them in this place where spiritual energy is exhausted? At most, I can use the remaining spiritual energy in my body to sort out their blood Qi. However, it’s just. drop in the bucket.” Dr. Sun shook his head. “Besides, I’m afraid your two old friends won’t be able to hold on until the spiritual energy explosion in a few decades. If they could, there would still be some hope.
“Is there really no other way?” Jiang Ming frowned.
“There’s one, but I don’t know…” Dr. Sun muttered to himself for a moment before saying, “The source of the spiritual energy here is an ancient well. Even if it’s not the eruption period of spiritual energy, there’s still a thin layer of spiritual energy seeping out. If I do something to seal their blood and let them sleep in the well, there might be a chance for them to hold on until the eruption of spiritual energy and help them embark on the path of becoming demons. However, that dry well always gave me a sense of fear. Even though I’ve been here for more than a thousand years, I’ve never really gone inside. If I put them in there, I don’t know what the consequences would be.”
Jiang Ming frowned. He did not expect that even if he found the immortal behind the encounter, he still would not be able to find a solution.
“If we seal their blood Qi and let them sleep in the well, how confident are you that it will work?” Jiang Ming frowned and asked.
Dr. Sun shook his head, “It’s impossible to estimate. Because I don’t know the roots of the well, maybe they will sleep until they die, or maybe they will gain some great benefits from it. ”
Jiang Ming suddenly lowered his head in silence and hesitated.
After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and smiled, “I shouldn’t be making this decision. Can I bring them here and let them make their own decisions?”
Dr. Sun smiled and nodded. “I’ll go with you. I want to stretch my legs.”
The two of them walked down the stream together. Along the way, fiery red miasma filled the sky, and fire mayflies of different shades danced around.
The light in the deep valley was a little dim—as if it was almost evening. Many fire mayflies dancing in the miasma fell from the air at this time.
In the distance, the forest towered into the clouds, and the stream beside them was clear. This valley hidden under the miasma had a different kind of beauty to it.
“Have you been here before when you were roaming the world of cultivators?” Jiang Ming suddenly asked curiously. “Otherwise, why do you know so much about this world? And why did you deliberately escape here?”
“I don’t remember.” Dr. Sun raised his head in confusion and looked at the red miasma. Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes.
“Huh? I think I—” He suddenly remembered something. “I was born here, in the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest. I must have lived here for many years. At that time, Great Cloud City was still a small mountain village. I often went up the mountain with the villagers to hunt and collect herbs until they found out that I was a demon. More than a thousand years ago, when I returned to recuperate from my injuries, under my influence, someone started a small town here, which slowly became Great Cloud City.”
Jiang Ming looked at him in shock. “So, you’re the legendary immortal who established Great Cloud City!”
He could not help but be shocked. It seemed that there was an even deeper secret in the depths of the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest. This great demon was actually born here.
“Maybe it’s because I’m dying, but I only remembered these memories from the depths of my mind. Even when I’m awake, I don’t seem to recall my past.” Dr. Sun continued to mumble, “When I was in the world of cultivators, I went to many places and saw many things. However, after living for more than three thousand years, I didn’t expect that I would have forgotten all of these things.”
“You’ve lived for over three thousand years?” Jiang Ming was also surprised. It was even longer than he had initially estimated.
Even if a cultivator’s lifespan was much longer than a mortal’s, an existence that could live for so long must be extremely powerful.
“Yes, I have lived for more than three thousand years. I’m the demon king of the demon race, and I’ve ruled over a vast territory!”
Dr. Sun spoke with increasing confidence—as if he was remembering more things. However, he looked confused. “But three thousand years seem to have been wasted. The scenery here is so gorgeous and colorful. Why didn’t I notice it three thousand years ago? At that time, I was young and full of vigor. I seemed to only feel that this place was boring and monotonous. I only wanted to escape from this boring place with hardly any spiritual energy and go to the legendary world of immortal cultivation.”
Jiang Ming looked at the rolling miasma above and smiled, “Perhaps if you stay here, you will never find the scenery of your hometown. Now that I think about it, you didn’t waste those three thousand years.”
He suddenly felt a pang in his heart. Since he was immortal, would he feel the same in the future?
“Looks like I still need to experience more!” Jiang Ming thought to himself. “After I’m done here, I’ll go down the mountain and have fun for three years!”
Dr. Sun laughed out loud. “Well said. But I still feel that it’s a pity. Three thousand years of constant cultivation and killing mean that I haven’t made a lot of fond memories. Now, I suddenly feel that I am no different from these fire mayflies that only live for one day. I have lived for so many years and have not really experienced anything. If I die here with these little insects, I would be at peace.”
Jiang Ming looked at Dr. Sun’s turbid yellow eyes and suddenly felt that they were somewhat similar to the eyes of the fire mayflies.
Perhaps Dr. Sun had chosen to hide here to recuperate because he could resonate with the fire mayflies.
