Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Xie Weixing was nowhere to be seen.

Tan Suiting, who was behind him, froze instantly, his face turned ashen, and his pupils became completely vacant.

The bloodstains on his fingertips were still congealed on the bluestone. His hoarse murmurs stopped abruptly, and he was completely devoid of life. His narrow pupils were completely unfocused.

The chaotic and flickering silver-blue lightning around him was completely extinguished, leaving no trace.

At this moment, he resembled the dead man even more.

*

The Azure Lion's spirit appeared: "Go to the Abyss of Night Water."

"What are we going over there for?" Xie Weixing's lips were pale as she quickly rummaged through the item shop. "Can't we die here?"

However, he is only at the Golden Core stage, and the level of life-saving items he has unlocked is not high enough.

“There is an old friend of mine there,” said the Azure Lion. “It is a spirit beast that has broken through the tenth level and cultivated into human form. It has guarded the Abyss of Night Water for generations. You can regard it as the master of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.”

Xie Weixing frantically stuffed Shennong grass into his mouth: "It can save lives?"

"No, but there is an extremely rich spring of life in the Abyss of Night Water," the Azure Lion explained. "In the current situation, no one can save you except by taking a gamble."

Without hesitation, Xie Weixing quickly headed towards the Abyss of Night Water.

"Then let's gamble."

His voice was pale and weak, but without the slightest hesitation; every word was firm, revealing a resolute determination to burn one's bridges.

Without wasting a moment, following the direction guided by the Azure Water Lion's spiritual sense, he stepped towards the most mysterious and secluded place in Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.

*

The tall trees blocked most of the light, making the abyss dark. The only light came from the shimmering branches and spiritual plants around the abyss.

Thick, moist air, carrying a faint scent of plants, brushed against his blood-stained body.

The Azure Water Lion's spiritual consciousness hovered beside him, transforming into a faint moon-white light, and its steady voice slowly rang out: "The Abyss of Night Water is the most mysterious and unknown place in Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, hiding the purest vitality of the entire mountain range."

"My old friend is aloof and has never been involved in worldly affairs for a thousand years, never seeing outsiders. Today you are critically injured and on the verge of death, your spirit is hanging by a thread. I will ask it to draw upon the fountain of life, for this is your only way out."

Xie Weixing's chest wound continued to bleed as he walked, warm blood dripping from his fingertips, leaving a trail of scattered crimson on the dark grassy path.

He forced himself to remain lucid, unable to say anything more, only managing a brief reply: "Mm."

The Azure Lion's spiritual sense paused slightly, and its tone grew more somber: "The Spring of Life is incredibly powerful, but life and death are ultimately balanced. Your heart meridian is severed, your spiritual power is dissipating, and your soul is on the verge of collapse. You are already one foot in the grave."

"Spring water can nourish the physical body and sustain life, but it may not be able to preserve your broken spiritual veins."

"In other words," the Azure Lion sighed, "even if you survive by sheer luck, you'll be a cripple who can never use spiritual power again in this lifetime."

Xie Weixing paused for a moment, then steadily continued walking, without fear in his eyes.

"Survive first."

He will not die.

He cannot die.

He promised to return safely, and he will definitely keep his promise.

The lion was surprised and remained silent for a long time before asking, "Aren't you afraid at all?"

If he were an ordinary person, a prodigy who had lost all his cultivation, he probably wouldn't need anyone to harm him; he would have already committed suicide by crashing his head into a wall.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Xie Weixing chuckled softly, his breath weak. "I'm someone who has reshaped my own spiritual veins. In my eyes, what could be more important than life and death?"

After a long silence, the lion finally spoke: "Alright."

It knew it hadn't chosen the wrong person.

After trekking through layers of mist, a moment later, the view suddenly opened up before us.

At the end of the dark mountain path lies a boundless, deep, and dense forest.

The water below is still and clear, and under the glow of the spiritual plants, it emits a misty, warm vapor that fills the air.

Xie Weixing was extremely weak and looked up.

An overwhelming sense of life washes over you, gentle yet powerful, endlessly vibrant.

In the center of the abyss, a crystal-clear spring floats, its waters gurgling gently, and wisps of golden vitality drift across the sky.

"Who goes there?"

A clear, crisp voice rang out.

The man was dressed in plain clothes, surrounded by the serene spiritual energy of a thousand-year-old abyss. He had no trace of murderous intent, only the calm and gentle composure that had been accumulated over countless ages.

It was the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain who guarded the Abyss of Night Water and broke through to the tenth level of human form.

The Heavenly Mysterious Beast, the Abyss-like Jade.

"It's me," the Azure Lion slowly spoke, "Tianxuan, I'm back."

The man slowly raised his eyes, his gaze falling on Xie Weixing, who was covered in blood and on the verge of death. His voice was as cold as ice: "How did you manage to form a bond with a human?"

Although the Azure Water Lion's cultivation level was inferior to his, the purity of its bloodline was comparable to that of his own Heavenly Profound Eternal Beast bloodline.

Furthermore, it is unruly and arrogant, and the young man in front of it is only at the Golden Core stage. How could it be willing to submit to this person?

Yuan Heng considered the only possibility, and his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Could it be that he took advantage of your weakened state during pregnancy to coerce you? Human, you are despicable!"

"That's not the case," the Azure Lion quickly explained. "It's a long story. He's critically injured right now. Let's put him in the Spirit Spring first, and I'll explain to you slowly."

"Your injuries are too severe for the Night Abyss Spirit Spring to heal," Yuan Heng said coldly. "I can let him into the spring, but I can't guarantee he'll live. Whether he lives or dies depends entirely on his own luck."

Xie Weixing's lips were pale, but he still managed a slight smile and joked, "That's alright, I've always had good luck."

Yuan Heng looked at him, seemingly assessing whether the young man in front of him was feigning ease.

After a long while, he gently raised his hand.

The warm, moist spring water rose into the air, transforming into thousands of shimmering white rays of light that slowly enveloped Xie Weixing, carrying him into the spiritual spring.

"Once you enter the Abyss of Night Water, it is your destiny and opportunity," Yuan Heng said calmly.

"I'll grant you permission to take this gamble, even if it means risking your life."

The instant the overwhelming energy enveloped Xie Weixing, his body felt weak and his nerves tensed instantly. His vision blurred slightly, and exhaustion and excruciating pain swept over him.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly from the pain, and only one obsession remained in his heart.

live.

*

The cool, moist spring water washed over my limbs and bones in an instant.

What seemed like a miraculous escape from a desperate situation turned into excruciating, agonizing pain.

The vitality of the Life Spring is too overwhelming and domineering, far exceeding the limits that a mortal body can bear.

Xie Weixing let out a muffled groan.

The sword wound that pierced his heart had not yet healed; the severed flesh was exposed, and his broken spiritual veins were as fragile as spider silk.

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Please refrain from using this work to make disparaging remarks or comparisons with other authors' works. This negatively impacts the reader's impression and overall experience. I sincerely urge all readers who enjoy "Do You Really Want to Cultivate Immortality?" to be rational and not to compare the relationship between characters in this story to other couples. Please remember that a young girl's sincerity cannot be used for comparison.

And a notification: I will not let Su Boyu live for long.