What If I Can't Die?

Amidst the light, Song Shi's body was further strengthened.

This cultivation technique overlapped with the body parts refined by the Imperishable Golden Body. However, they each had their own focus and could promote each other.

Unknowingly, Song Shi began to cultivate Buddhism, Daoism, and Demonism. Buddhism cultivated from the Acalanātha Body, Daoism cultivated from the Imperishable Golden Body, and Demonism from the Blood Transformation Technique.

Now that the Blood Transformation Technique was not used, it was very difficult to associate Song Shi with demonic cultivators.

Feng Wu stared at the solemn and holy Song Shi in a daze. Her pupils dilated, which was a sign that she was tempted.

Song Shi suddenly opened his eyes and asked with a smile, "Miss Feng, am I handsome?"

"Young Master, you're quite smug."

Feng Wu laughed so hard that her chest shook.

"No matter how good-looking I am, I am still not as beautiful as you."

Song Shi praised.

Feng Wu blushed a little. She enjoyed his attention.

Song Shi recalled that he had been cultivating for quite some time and quickly stopped flirting with her. "Aren't you going to choose the treasure? It's almost over."

"I was just about to get it."

Feng Wu rose gracefully, walked to the bowl, and took it off.

"How do you intend to use this Numinous artifacts? Is it a bowl for a monks to eat from?"

Song Shi asked.

"This is a Wood Spirit Bowl made of ten-thousand-year-old Wutong Spirit Wood. It contains the Phoenix Spirit Flame and is beneficial to my cultivation."

With a wave of her hand, Feng Wu summoned a wisp of scarlet fire, which made the sound of a phoenix.

"Brother Song, I've finished reading it. Thank you."

Xuan Buzheng walked over and handed over the golden book. "My Water Nation doesn't have many cultivation techniques that can compare to this Acalanātha Body. Moreover, it can't be taught to outsiders, so I'll owe you a favour for the time being."

"You don't have to return it with a cultivation technique. I'll look for you when I need you."

When Song Shi received the book, a glint flashed across his eyes as he countered with a palm strike.

With a muffled sound, a certain hand that was reaching out was knocked back. It was Qian Wuji.

"You've already seen it. It's time to return it to me!"

Qian Wuji growled.

"What are you panicking for? There are still people who haven't seen it."

Song Shi flung the golden book at He Changqing.

The latter grabbed it and shot out the Bronze Sword in his hand, "Brother Song is indeed a member of the Demonic Cults. Your actions are not restricted by conventions."

It was impossible for ordinary people to be willing to share this thing. Although he suspected this guy of dragging them down, it was still quite rare for him to be willing to exchange divine techniques with them.

"You've gone too far!"

Qian Wuji looked up at the sky and roared. His hair danced in the wind like an angry lion.

"Brother, I'm late."

An feeble voice came from behind, and He Changqing, Xuan Buzheng, and Feng Wu's pupils constricted.

The Qian Royal family had actually managed to send two to the top!

"Third Brother, you came at the right time!"

Qian Wuji's expression finally returned to normal. He stared at Song Shi coldly, "Hurry up and take the dragon pearl. We'll deal with this person after we enter the mystic realm."

"Understood!"

Qian Wuyin's appearance was very similar to Qian Wuji's. His figure was also burly. He strode towards the ball of light where the black wood was stored.

"There are dragon pearls inside?"

Song Shi was surprised. Among the nine supreme treasures, this black one was the least eye-catching. He did not expect it to be a pearl covered in dust.

"This is a black dragon bone. There's a dragon pearl sealed inside."

Feng Wu's voice was so gentle that it made one's blood boil.

Song Shi knew that he had perceived her wrongly. She was not a blockhead at all.

"From the looks of it, they are preparing to increase the power of their Numinous treasure replicas, making them truly Numinous treasures."

Xuan Buzheng narrowed his eyes. His already small eyes couldn't be seen for a moment.

Qian Wuyin removed the black bone and injected a trace of Nomological power into it. Immediately, a dragon roar sounded. The dark and unholy power surged and formed a black hole.

However, with the power of the surrounding secret realms, the power in the Dragon Pearl could not erupt. Otherwise, the energy would definitely be dark.

"Is this pearl demonic?"

Song Shi was deep in thought.

Qian Wuji blocked his line of sight, as if to prevent him from snatching it again.

Song Shi was caught between laughter and tears when he saw his cautious stance. He mocked him, "The dragon pearl looks good. Go back and work hard to get the real Numinous treasures out from it. When the time comes, come and take revenge on me."

"Why would I need Numinous treasures to kill you?"

Qian Wuji said disdainfully to Qian Wuyin, "Ignore this person. Hurry up and recover. We'll be entering the mystic realm soon."

"Yes."

The two of them distanced themselves from Song Shi. The former sized up Song Shi with ill intentions and had already begun to plan how to kill this person.

When Qian Wuyin recovered, the last two people came up one after another. One was the successor of the Thunder Kingdom, and the other was a barbarian from the Li Kingdom.

At this point, eight people had reached the top. Excluding Song Shi, there were two more people than usual.

The woman from the Wind Nation stood three steps away from the finish line with a sad expression. If she was given another hour, she would definitely be able to reach the top.

"Among the nine countries, only Wind, Sand, and Alchemy haven't reached the top."

"It's much better than before. It's basically the most crowded this time."

"It's a pity that the Wind Nation's descendant hasn't reached the top. It has already been three times in a row, right?"

"Sky Demon Cult's successor isn't simple either. He almost reached the top."

Suddenly, discussions could be heard from outside. Song Shi realized that the space near the vortex had begun to squirm and was rapidly expanding.

A leisurely voice sounded. "Congratulations to the One thousand eight hundred and sixty-two young geniuses who have stepped onto the three thousandth step. Next, you are qualified to enter the Langya Mystic Realm to cultivate. The entrance will only be open for 15 minutes. Cultivators who are willing to enter, take your Langya Token and enter."

Rays of light fell from the sky. Upon closer inspection, they were all various tokens.

Song Shi subconsciously grabbed the token that had landed in front of him. A force swept past him, and a string of numbers appeared on the token.

10

"This is your initial score. Those who enter the mystic realm can defeat or kill others to obtain new scores. In the month's trial, you must accumulate a top ten score to have a chance to obtain an item in the Langya Mystic Realm."

The voice in the void stated the rules: "Everyone's token also has one chance for forfeit. As long as you shout 'give up', you can be teleported out of the mystic realm"

"Just now, it was a competition of foundation. This time, it's a competition of actual combat. No, it involves a chaotic battle. It's not as simple as actual combat."

Song Shi was deep in thought. At the same time, he was puzzled. "How much better can the things inside be compared to the ones outside?"

"It's not much better, but there's a difference. In the mystic realm, only whoever is stronger has a chance of obtaining the reward."

Xuan Buzheng chuckled, "This place tests one's foundation. In most cases, the stronger one is, the more disadvantageous one will be. It's the other way around inside."

At this moment, the pressure on the steps dissipated.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

One by one, figures rushed up from below the stage and gathered in teams. Soon, nearly a hundred people appeared beside Qian Wuji, all of them staring at Song Shi with ill intentions.

When Lu Youyou, Luo Chi, and the others saw this scene, they did not dare to speak for a moment.

Song Shi came to a realization, "It seems like there's going to be a group fight."

"That's right. Brother Song, why don't you join us? I guarantee that you won't have to worry about being surrounded by them if you are with me."

Xuan Buzheng had invited him. He had seen Song Shi's strength and foundation with his own eyes, so he wanted to recruit him.

"My Sword Nation also welcomes an expert like you, Brother Song. Moreover, we can exchange the inheritance of the Sword Saint too."

He Changqing also extended an olive branch.

Song Shi shook his head. "Thank you for your kind intentions. I won't join anyone, but you both can help me lead a few of my fellow disciples."

He pointed at Lu Youyou and the rest, "Just the few of them."