Eternal Life: I Can Sell Everything

Chapter 248: Chapter 244: The White Goose Lays an Egg

Song Ciwan would walk through the streets and alleys every day after work, though she never went out of her way to talk to anyone.

She remained silent, quiet as a wisp of clear wind drifting apart from the world, calmly observing the clamor of the Mortal World, its sorrows and joys.

An indescribable atmosphere always pervaded the city streets. The perceptive could sense this strangeness, but most people simply considered it normal.

And that was fine. For ordinary mortals, a life full of worry was still a life, as was a life lived in blissful ignorance. Either way, they could only concern themselves with their daily necessities, not with the sky falling or the earth splitting, much less the past or the future...

Since that was the case, it was better to have fewer worries.

On the twenty-second day of the first month, the Big White Goose emerged from the Spirit Beast Bag.

Nurtured by the Spirit Nurturing Technique, and with the help of the Spirit Pearls Song Ciwan had been tossing into the bag every few days as it recuperated, the goose had grown significantly. When the Big White Goose finally came out, Song Ciwan discovered it was more than two whole sizes larger than before.

Standing, it reached a height of three feet, and when it spread its wings, its wingspan was an incredible six feet!

Song Ciwan found it quite exaggerated at first. The Big White Goose flapped its wings and proudly raised its long neck. The sight of its white feathers stirring the air, so full of life and vigor, was as vivid and proud as could be.

It even nudged Song Ciwan with its wings. Though it couldn’t speak, its meaning was perfectly clear: it wanted her to climb onto its back so it could carry her in flight!

Song Ciwan was tempted, but her reason prevailed. She explained, "Big White, flying is forbidden in Pinglan City. If you fly low, just enough to hop over a wall or something, it might be fine. But if you actually fly up into the sky, the No-Fly Array will be triggered."

"When that happens, the Day Traveling Gods, the Night Wanderers, the City Patrol Department, the Lantern Hanging Department, and even all the unaffiliated Cultivators will take action and hunt you all over the world... Aren’t you scared?"

Song Ciwan’s words had barely faded when the Big White Goose shivered. With a sudden PLOP followed by a THUD, it seemed... something remarkable had happened.

Song Ciwan’s eyesight was excellent. In that instant, her gaze swept over... and she saw it. In the middle of its shiver, the Big White Goose had laid an egg!

Yes, the Big White Goose had laid an egg.

Song Ciwan was stunned. She felt like something was wrong, yet at the same time, everything seemed perfectly normal.

’After all, don’t all the chickens, ducks, and geese you raise lay eggs?’

’What’s so strange about a white goose laying an egg?’

But the Big White Goose, having laid the egg, suddenly let out a startled "HONK!" It craned its neck and shrieked, "HONK HONK HONK, AONK AONK AONK!"

It flapped its wings and took off with a WHOOSH.

"HONK!" it shrieked again, this time piteously. Its wings had grown, but so had its body. As a result, it completely failed to manage its own weight and balance during takeoff.

FLAP, FLAP, FLAP. Flying crookedly, it was about to fall to the ground and crush the very egg it had just laid—

"SKREEE!" the Big White Goose screeched.

Quick as a flash, Song Ciwan opened her palm and activated her Qi Absorption Technique, instantly pulling the goose egg—which was the size of a small ball—from the ground into her hand.

She saved the egg, while the Big White Goose landed on the ground with a series of bouncing THUMPS.

Its body still wobbled after landing, and its wings flapped wildly, stirring up a WHOOSHING wind that caused the jujube tree in Song Ciwan’s courtyard to shed its leaves with a RUSTLE.

"SKREEE! SKREEE! SKREEE!" The Big White Goose, flustered and humiliated, shrieked in anger.

The Heaven and Earth Scale floated beside Song Ciwan: [Demon Heart. The shame, fury, and vexation of a Basic Demon, the White Goose. Weight: one catty and one tael. Exchangeable.]

’Interesting,’ Song Ciwan thought. ’The Heaven and Earth Scale’s evaluation of the Big White Goose has progressed from Mortal Demon to Unworthy Little Demon, and now, it’s a Basic Demon!’

Song Ciwan couldn’t help but smile. She watched with a faint smile as the Big White Goose fumed for a while. When the goose saw that Song Ciwan wasn’t comforting it but was instead just standing there laughing, it twisted its body around with a few HONKS and presented its plump bird-butt to her.

"HONK!" The Big White Goose was thoroughly annoyed.

Song Ciwan laughed again. She walked over to the Big White Goose, cradling its egg in one hand while gently stroking its neck and back with the other in a soothing gesture.

"Alright, Big White, don’t be angry. What’s a little laugh between us? I’m not laughing *at* you; I’m laughing because I’m fond of you."

Song Ciwan’s tone was gentle and cheerful. The Big White Goose was soon captivated by her soothing touch, thinking that Wanwan was the best Wanwan in the entire world, and no one could ever be better than her.

’What other goose in the world could be so lucky to find such a master?’

’Being Wanwan’s goose is true bliss.’

The Heaven and Earth Scale collected another wisp of its essence: [Demon Heart. The joy, delight, and bliss of a Basic Demon, the White Goose. Weight: nine taels and eight maces. Exchangeable.]

All of the Big White Goose’s shame and anger were smoothed away. It turned back around, tilting its head and nudging it against Song Ciwan’s waist—

Yes, at over three feet tall, the Big White Goose could now reach Song Ciwan’s waist when it twisted its neck to act cute.

Nudged like this, Song Ciwan couldn’t help but laugh lightly again. It had been a long time since she had laughed so freely. As she laughed, she felt her state of mind relax, and her Cultivation experience for the Sutra of Sitting and Forgetting began to skyrocket.

Song Ciwan had already cultivated the First Layer of the Sutra of Sitting and Forgetting to the Mastery Realm and the Second Layer to Masterful Skill. Now, her Second Layer was approaching the Mastery Realm.

As the saying goes, a balance of work and rest is the proper way of the Dao.

Song Ciwan had been through arduous Cultivation these past few days, enduring solitude and silence. This moment of playful fun with the Big White Goose was the perfect way to relax her mind. The resulting improvement in her Sutra of Sitting and Forgetting Cultivation was a pleasant surprise.

With her advantages, Song Ciwan didn’t lack for time, so improving her Cultivation level wasn’t a major issue she needed to worry about.

For Song Ciwan, the real difficulty never lay in whether she had several hundred years of Cultivation, or whether her Cultivation Realm would advance from Late-stage Qi Refining to Qi Refining Perfection. Those things would all fall into place eventually.

The true challenge, rather, was her comprehension of the Sutra of Sitting and Forgetting.

This Cultivation Technique was profound and mysterious. Cultivating it to a deep level would not only increase Song Ciwan’s comprehension, helping her break through various bottlenecks, but it would also continuously improve the purity of her True Qi.

As a result, her Dantian’s capacity would be deeper and wider than that of Cultivators at the same level. The quality of her True Qi would be higher, and the power of her Daoist Skills and Martial Techniques would be greater when used...

It was a positive feedback loop with almost no upper limit. It was, in a word, excellent. Utterly fantastic.

Song Ciwan crouched down slightly, hugged the Big White Goose, and patted it gently.

The Big White Goose snuggled in her embrace for a moment longer, acting cute, before craning its head out and poking its flat beak toward the goose egg in Song Ciwan’s hand.

Song Ciwan was startled.