Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

Chapter 618: Chapter 417: Treated Like Dogs, Grandmaster Battle! (Two Chapters in One)

Zhao Boqi had no intention of stopping his own ancestor.

To ordinary people, the Zhao Family still seemed prestigious, a top noble family situated in the core district.

But only he knew that the Zhao Family was now in a precarious state, even at risk of collapse.

With wolves circling outside, once their ancestor passed away, the vast foundations of the Zhao Family would instantly turn to dust, devoured without a trace by those wolves!

Therefore, for the Zhao Family to break out of this situation, they had to find a powerful ally.

It was at this moment that someone from the Su Family approached them, more precisely, approaching their Grandmaster Ancestor Zhao Wen Ruo, and an important agreement was reached between them.

As long as they accomplished what the Changsheng Family instructed, the other party could ensure the Zhao Family’s survival.

To put it nicely, it was to make the Zhao Family secretly act as the Su Family’s enforcers, a useful blade.

But to speak frankly, it was to make the Zhao Family their dogs, biting wherever the master pointed.

In the past, the Zhao Family would never have accepted this.

But with the family in such dire straits now, the Zhao Family had no choice but to accept this situation of living under another’s roof to survive.

With a heavy heart, Zhao Boqi had no other options left.

Currently, only a few clan elders and he, the patriarch, knew of this matter within the family; the others were unaware of the inside story.

Looking at the now empty quiet chamber of the ancestor, Zhao Boqi couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

Nothing is eternal; what thrives will eventually decline.

Even the usually aloof Changsheng Family would one day descend to the mortal world and play tricks, let alone the Zhao Family.

"The remaining time is like walking a tightrope; my Zhao Family is already standing on the edge of a cliff..."

...

Nine Netherworld, Realm of Chaos.

This was not Song Changming’s first time in this territory; it remained eerie and cold, leaving one uncomfortable.

But the unique harsh environment here also allowed for the birth of many yin and cold objects, some of which were quite valuable treasures.

The deeper one ventured into the Nine Netherworld, the more good things could be found.

A purple flower grew on the precipice, where a mottled snake and a vulture were fiercely battling, fighting over the purple flower on the cliff.

Suddenly, a blade’s light slashed down, crimson clouds rolling, destroying half of the cliff, with rocks falling into the cold pool below, splashing up large swaths of chilly air.

The mottled snake and vulture, in the midst of their fierce fight, were instantly killed by that blade’s light.

Song Changming descended from the sky, taking the wisteria flower into his pouch.

The two demon beast carcasses naturally contributed their essence of flesh and blood to him.

Since the great demon flesh had been exhausted, he had gone a long time without acquiring decent demon beast flesh.

These two demon beast bodies barely reached the Demon General Level, and their refinement effect could only be considered just about satisfactory.

"Flower, Flower, Flower, Flower, Flower..."

A long filament poked out of the box, sketching numerous small characters in the air, reminding Song Changming, worried that he might miss it.

"Alright, I see it," Song Changming said with a laugh, bringing the wisteria flower closer to the box.

As the tendril wrapped around it, the wisteria flower instantly withered, and the nutrients nurtured by sun and moon essence and heaven and earth spiritual qi were all absorbed by the Little Immortal Ginseng in the box.

"Reciprocate, reciprocate," it was now Song Changming’s turn to urge.

Soon, a refreshing energy spread from Xiaojin, actively entering Song Changming’s body, easily refined by him to form a stream of innate qi that merged into his martial vein.

His qi refining cultivation also surged a bit...

This was his way of coexisting with the Little Immortal Ginseng that had lived for thousands of years.

It ’lodged’ on his body, delivering spiritual qi to enhance his cultivation efficiency.

In return, Song Changming occasionally rewarded it with heavenly and earthly treasures, allowing it to grow carefree, without having to hide or fear being eaten by demons or picked by humans for medicine refinement.

Initially, the Mountain Ginseng Spirit constantly sought to escape Song Changming’s clutches.

But as time went by, year after year, the comfortable days lulled the Mountain Ginseng Spirit into lying on Song Changming with no thought of escape, even unwilling to leave despite efforts to drive it away.

Suddenly, the Mountain Ginseng Spirit’s tendril abruptly shrank, and the box was hastily shut with a snap.

Song Changming was first startled, then understood.

Someone was coming!

He quickly put away the box and turned his head to look.

Sensing, an extremely strong presence arrived here, locking onto him firmly.

In the next moment, a figure appeared above, making eye contact with Song Changming.

"I didn’t expect it would be the Zhao Family coming first..." Song Changming immediately recognized the person; it was the notorious Zhao Family Ancestor.

Song Changming had been enjoying a peaceful time, thinking if anyone were to be displeased with his tranquility and cause trouble, it would most likely be the Changsheng Su Family.

But unexpectedly, it turned out to be the Zhao Family.

The event of him counter-killing the Zhao Clan Elder had long passed, and afterward, the Zhao Family had been ’hunted’ by other noble families, always too preoccupied to deal with him.

Yet, he didn’t expect to be targeted again now, and with the Grandmaster Ancestor taking action, it must be said, it was already giving Song Changming a lot of face.

"Could it be because I took over the position of Commander of the Nineteenth Army, originally belonging to the Zhao Family, that they hold a grudge?" Song Changming thought this reason was somewhat far-fetched.

There might be hidden reasons behind this.

But regardless, this Grandmaster Ancestor was who he had to face today.

"Greetings, senior. May I ask what brings you to seek me?" Song Changming’s tone was relatively courteous, even appearing overly calm.