I Live Forever In The World of Cultivation World

A shadow of death suddenly enveloped her at this moment.

Seeing Qing Lingzi lose her spirit almost like a lost soul after he served her a cup of tea, He Song found it strange.

He Song thought Qing Lingzi was acting a bit odd at this moment.

He only invited her down for a cup of tea to bridge the gap before offering to help her become a Divinity Transformation Cultivator, intending to make her his servant.

Why does Qing Lingzi act like she's suffered a huge blow at the mere start?

This psychological resilience.

Isn't it a bit too fragile?

At this moment, He Song even began to doubt the information he previously learned about Qing Lingzi.

"You, are you Qing Lingzi from the Qingling Sect?"

With a hint of uncertainty, He Song thought for a while and finally decided to ask directly.

However, this question from He Song.

Not only pulled Qing Lingzi out of the shadow of death.

But also made an instant thought flash through Qing Lingzi's mind.

Qing Lingzi from the Qingling Sect?

Isn't that me?

What?

If I don't drink this Beheading Tea, are you prepared to verify my identity directly?

And once confirmed, won't I be beheaded without even having this Beheading Tea?

With such thoughts suddenly flashing in her mind.

Qing Lingzi immediately fell into a deeper shadow of death.

Qing Lingzi felt death was so close to her at this moment.

It seemed that if she just uttered one word "yes".

The knife in He Song's hand would instantly decapitate her.

And dying at the hands of a Divinity Transformation Cultivator, she certainly wouldn't even be able to escape with her Yuanying.

In other words.

To Qing Lingzi, this query from He Song seemed like a proclamation of her death.

However.

As Qing Lingzi realized, even if she remained silent, He Song was very likely to act soon.

Suddenly, a great courage burst forth within Qing Lingzi's heart.

If I am to die, so be it.

But I will drink this Beheading Tea.

And not just one cup!

This is the only opportunity to consume the treasures of the Divinity Transformation Cultivator in front of me.

With such thoughts in mind, Qing Lingzi unhesitatingly picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all.

Then quickly grabbed the teapot on the stone table and start pouring it directly into her mouth.

Qing Lingzi even took some pastries out of her storage bag, and began stuffing them in her mouth with the tea.

She mumbled while speaking.

"Mmm mmm, I am Qing Lingzi, you can do it."

Looking at Qing Lingzi who appeared to be fearlessly accepting death, frantically stuffing tea and pastries into her mouth.

He Song was unusually silent at this moment.

He Song was thinking.

If he brings a person like this back, spending days cultivating feelings with her.

Will he be affected by her as well?

For a moment, an eerie silence enveloped the pavilion.

Seeing He Song not stopping her, Qing Lingzi became even bolder, taking out more of her favorite items.

While He Song watched Qing Lingzi indulge in the feast, he fell deep into thought.

Fortunately.

After consuming quite a bit of delicious food.

Feeling that even if she dies immediately, she could die full.

Qing Lingzi finally stopped her actions.

She turned her gaze back on He Song.

Yet.

As her gaze met with the intrigued eyes of He Song.

A different thought flashed through Qing Lingzi's mind again.

Is this old practitioner not here to take her life?

If not, why did he not act when she was indulging to her heart's content?

Moreover, who says breaking the array outside her cave mansion inevitably means hostility?

Couldn't he just be seeking her out, unwilling to deal with pretentious tasks?

After all, who can truly understand the motives behind a cultivator's actions?

With such thoughts flashing through her mind.

Qing Lingzi's rationality regained its hold.

Seeing He Song remaining silent and still watching her with interest.

The thought in Qing Lingzi's mind quickly grew stronger.

Recounting everything the person in front did after breaking her cave mansion's array...

It indeed doesn't seem to carry malintent.

Realizing this.

Qing Lingzi's expression became slightly awkward.

However, after clearing her throat twice, she decided to speak again.

"I am Qing Lingzi, greetings Sir!"

"I apologize for my earlier rudeness; please forgive me Sir."

"This... is merely a misunderstanding..."

"Please allow me to explain Sir..."

At this point, Qing Lingzi didn't inquire about He Song's intent for coming here.

Upon seeing He Song not interrupting her, she continued to explain what led to her actions.

As He Song listened to Qing Lingzi's explanation, assuming he was here for vengeance, and how she proceeded to have a 'beheading meal'.

He couldn't help but reflect with a sigh.

To be honest.

If during He Song's Cultivation was still at the Nascent Soul Realm, a Divinity Transformation Cultivator suddenly broke into his cave mansion and extended an invitation.

He would probably have the same reaction as Qing Lingzi.

Not only about where he misstepped to warrant a Deity's arrival at his door.

Also whether he had offended someone recently, attracting a Deity from the Cultivation World.

As for the thought of wanting to die full...

He wouldn't entertain it.

He would just lament that his mission was cut short before he achieved his goals.

But now.

He Song is no longer at the Nascent Soul Realm.

As a Divinity Transformation Cultivator, he has become the one that can make Nascent Soul cultivators tremble with fear.

If He Song appears.

Nascent Soul cultivators, much like Qing Lingzi, would feel impending doom.

Even if He Song does nothing, merely shows up.

In Qing Lingzi's eyes, the mere presence of He Song is the greatest threat.

This is the gap in strength between cultivators, and the drive for cultivators to keep climbing up.

Those who are strong can easily control the life and death of those weaker.

This is the only iron law in the Cultivation World.

Huge fists.

Are the truthful logic.

Even if you take deer for a horse, no one dares question you face to face.

And this, too, is the strength He Song seeks relentlessly.

In the Cultivation World.

Strength is the most practical.

After indulging such thoughts for a moment.

He Song turned his gaze to Qing Lingzi who had finished sharing her thoughts embarrassedly, then gave a slight smile under her gaze.

"Your perception isn't wrong."

"Although I'm not here for revenge today."

"If your choice doesn't satisfy me."

"You truly would die."

Upon seeing Qing Lingzi's face blanch, He Song quickly showed a kindly smile.

"Rest assured, after your death, Qingling Sect would lose its significance, and they would descend to accompany you."

"Including your ten clans."

"Thus, you would have company on Yellow Springs Road, and quite a large group at that."

He Song cannot reveal his status as a Divinity Transformation Realm cultivator.

For doing so would attract the immediate attention of Divinity Transformation cultivators from the Six Great Sacred Lands.

Even if they cannot enter the Nine Abysses Ruins Array to find He Song, they would carry out a large-scale investigation.

This could indeed jeopardize He Song's own safety.

Therefore, when He Song revealed himself before Qing Lingzi, her fate was already determined.

Of course, most of what He Song said was merely in jest.

Saying that if he wasn't satisfied with Qing Lingzi, she would really die.

Saying Qing Ling Sect lost its significance and all would perish.

Saying including Qing Lingzi's ten clans.

All was just for dramatic effect.

After all, Qing Lingzi had been frightened as such previously, to not say this would render He Song, the Divinity Transformation cultivator, harmless.