What If I Can't Die?



"You're coming with me."

Song Shi said to the two of them, "I'll leave you two months as a buffer."

"Young Master is willing to take us with him!"

Big Smart was extremely surprised. Previously, the difference in strength between them and Song Shi was too great. It was not their turn to go to the Upper Realm. He did not expect to have a chance now.

"If I change the environment for you, your improvement will be faster."

Song Shi did not say much. "Go and prepare yourselves. You've lived here for hundreds of years. I believe you still have many things to deal with."

Bai Yu'er and the other girls looked at each other and went to deal with their own matters.

Wu Xi stayed behind and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Husband, can you bring my father and the others along?"

Song Shi shook his head. "It's impossible for me to bring too many people. They can go to the Mystic Spirit Realm to cultivate. I'll open up a new spatial passageway."

They still had to rely on Wuyou's help to bring people over. It was fine if they were a family, but if they brought a bunch of people over, they would only be asking for trouble.

"This is good too. My father and the others just haven't found the way to the Upper Realm. The path left behind by the ancient times has already been severed."

Wu Xi was still very happy.

"Then go and inform them. They have to rely on themselves when they go to the Upper Realm."

Song Shi nodded.

"Mmm-hmm."

Wu Xi left hurriedly.

"I don't think you need to bring them to the Immortal World. They are indeed a little weak."

It was already very kind of Wuyou to speak at this time.

"It's less likely to attract attention if it's weaker, right?"

Song Shi asked, "You don't want me to be a guy who abandons women, right?"

"Alright, I can only say that when you go to the Immortal World, you have to contact them less. Otherwise, the enemies you provoke will easily affect them."

Wuyou reminded.

"Yes. Didn't you say that the Immortal Realm is very big? I'll try my best to reduce the impact."

Song Shi looked into the distance. "With a higher platform, they can ultimately improve faster."

"You've put in a lot of effort."

Wuyou's gaze became gentle. Although Song Shi's actions were irrational, he was very responsible.

"The main body has to open a passageway."

Song Shi closed his eyes and communicated with his main body.

In the depths of the void, Song Shi received the news and glanced at the Mystic Spirit Realm. He released the spatial laws and began to open a safe passageway in the void.

"Take a walk around my old house."

Song Shi's incarnation brought Wuyou to familiarize herself with this family that was about to leave.

The next day.

A breeze blew past Silken City. The green bamboo forest swayed gently, emitting rustling sounds. Song Shi and Wuyou sat opposite each other and drank tea leisurely.

Suddenly, Song Shi sensed something and looked out of the bamboo forest.

An old man with white hair and beard walked over with the help of a middle-aged man and a beautiful woman. The old man was the current patriarch of the Song family, Song Hai, and Song Shi's fourth brother.

"You're here. Sit."

Song Shi said calmly. A chair appeared out of thin air. It was formed from Dharma Power.

"Seventh Uncle Ancestor."

The middle-aged man and the beautiful woman bowed respectfully to Song Shi.

Song Hai sat down on the chair shakily and smiled at Wuyou. "Another sister-in-law. You're really back."

He knew that all these years, Song Shi had always been a puppet clone staying here. His main body had long gone to the Upper Realm.

"I have to come back and take a look." Song Shi nodded.

"Seventh Brother, you're bringing your siblings to the Upper Realm this time, right?"

Song Hai said bitterly, "At that time, will you still leave behind your puppet clone?"

Song Shi understood what this brother meant. He was afraid that he would ignore the Song family after he left, so he smiled and said, "For your sake, I'll leave a puppet behind. Whether your descendants can live up to expectations will depend on themselves."

"Thank you. Without you, the Song family wouldn't be where it is today."

Song Hai coughed and sighed, "I'm going to look for my father soon. After this farewell, it'll be difficult to see him again in the future."

He looked at Song Shi, who was still young like he was hundreds of years ago. "It's still good to have cultivation Talent. You can live forever."

"You chose the family and diverted your energy to mundane matters. You should have known this would happen."

Song Shi said calmly, "You should learn from Dad and act like you've lived long enough."

"Sigh, Dad hasn't cultivated before, so he can't experience much."

Song Hai was helpless.

"Are you asking me to help you extend your life?"

Song Shi said playfully, "You have to understand that you didn't rush forward in the early stages of cultivation. Even if I extend your life, with your mentality, can you make a breakthrough?"

"I don't want to die like this."

Song Hai stood up, "Seventh Brother, you must have a Great Mastery Divine Power now that can help me regain my youth and change my fate to help me break through, right?"

His eyes were filled with unwillingness and unease. He knew that if he did not seize this opportunity, he would completely turn into dust.

Song Shi nodded. "I can help you, but you have to understand that the higher you go on the path of cultivation, the more difficult it will be, especially in martial arts. If you want to climb to the peak, it's better to focus on cultivation as soon as possible."

Actually, Song Hai was still talented in martial arts. With his help, he had a chance to reach the Martial Emperor level like Big Smart.

Unfortunately, Song Hai was busy managing his family. With this delay, he missed the optimal cultivation stage. It was already as difficult as ascending to the heavens to break through again and ended up with an insufficient lifespan.

"I don't have anything to do with the family anymore. I've always been focused on martial arts and climbing the peak bravely. I hope you can still see me in the future."

Song Hai said firmly.

"Alright, I'll help you just because of what you said."

I flicked my finger and a green light flew out, turning into a ten-foot-long green lotus on the ground.

The lotus flower bloomed and was filled with vitality. The beautiful woman and middle-aged man who followed felt their Dharmic powers become active.

"Sit in. You have to be reborn."

Song Shi's body was a little illusory. More than half of his strength had been consumed.

Song Hai's situation was special. Not only did his body wither, but his soul had also deteriorated because his lifespan was about to end.

If he wanted to change his fate, he had to revive his essence, energy, and spirit, unlike when he helped Saint King Lang Ya.

This incarnation did not have much strength to begin with. He had even used up a trace of the Law of Life contained in it and could not hold on for long.

"Seventh Brother, the luckiest thing in my life is to have a brother like you."

Song Hai walked into the lotus gratefully and was quickly drowned by the green light.

The lotus flower closed as if it was nurturing a new life.

"The two of you can guard it."

Song Shi gestured to Wuyou and turned into two beams of light that shot into the sky.

In the void outside the Boundless Continent, Song Shi's main body was absorbing the Chaos Law comprehension of the delayed reward. When he sensed that his incarnation had returned, he opened his eyes and retracted it into his body.

"This guy, if he didn't speak earlier, he would have died before he thought of asking me to help him change his fate."

He shook his head helplessly.

Song Hai thought that doing this would consume too much of his strength, but in fact, it was nothing to him.

"I still don't know how powerful I am. That's good too. Relying on myself is better than relying on me."

He shook his head and threw out another low-level incarnation to the Boundless Continent. His main body continued to comprehend the Chaos Law.

This Law was too complicated. Even if he instilled comprehension into it, he would not be able to figure out the trick in a short period of time, let alone condense the Chaos Law.