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

153. I don't need to borrow lifespan, thank you.

Yu Wan slowly raised her eyes, her clear and holy gaze sweeping over the lifeless child in her arms. She lightly raised her fingertips and formed the most ancient Soul Returning Seal of Penglai.

As the hand seals are activated, the sea of clouds stirs.

A myriad of shimmering white Penglai spiritual light poured from her palm, transforming into countless gentle threads of light that softly enveloped Yu Xintang's cold body.

Unlike the decisive and ruthless nature of the Taixu Dragon Clan of the East Sea, the Penglai Secret Technique is gentle and enduring, carrying the inexhaustible power of life, slowly seeping into Yu Xintang's withered meridians, nourishing her cold flesh and bones, and reshaping her shattered sea of consciousness.

"I hold the secret realm of Penglai, transcending reincarnation, and returning to the Oneness of Wisdom." Yu Wan lowered her eyelashes, clasped her hands in front of her, and spoke in a clear and dignified voice, carrying the majestic majesty of a saintess who walks on the heavens. Each word was firm and decisive, breaking the fixed rules of life and death in the world.

"Please, for my son Yuxintang, continue the broken string of destiny."

She raised her hand and covered it, her fingertips moving swiftly, layer upon layer of intricate and profound Penglai hand seals, setting up an array in mid-air, swirling around Yu Xintang, the array patterns slowly flowing.

The scattered fragments of the divine soul, like lost birds returning home, gradually emerged, following the bonds of bloodline and the aura of Penglai. They were delicate, white, and shimmering gently, steadily enveloped by array patterns, and slowly gathered and pieced together.

When others die, their lingering souls vanish with the wind, leaving no trace.

Ke Yuxintang is Yu Wan's biological child, sharing the same bloodline and soul, their blood ties transcending heaven and earth.

Even if her soul were shattered into countless pieces, she could retrieve them all without missing a single one.

Tan Suiting looked up at the miracle before him, his fingertips, which had been pinching his palm until they bled, loosened slightly, and for the first time, a faint glimmer of light appeared in the deathly stillness in his eyes.

Those around held their breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the formation.

Shen Chunri stopped sobbing, opened her eyes wide and looked at the celestial light filling the sky, her tense shoulders and back slowly relaxing.

As the light shifted, Yu Wan's forehead broke out in a fine layer of cold sweat, and her face turned slightly pale.

Reshaping the soul and defying fate means forcefully altering the laws of heaven and earth.

Strands of holy light seeped into Yu Xintang's withered body.

His originally cold and stiff skin gradually warmed up, the deathly pale color faded, and his complexion returned to a warm, rosy hue.

The breath that had been stagnant in his chest began to beat slowly and faintly again, nourished by the ever-renewing spiritual energy of Penglai.

The wounds left by severing their own red threads due to the backlash from the Gu technique slowly healed and faded under the nourishment of the holy light of Penglai.

Beneath the tattered clothes, the wounds faded, and flesh and blood were reborn.

That body, which had suffered so much and was on the verge of death, was slowly being reborn.

As the last fragment of divine soul merged into the space between the eyebrows, the Nine Revolutions Array shone brightly, and the ten-thousand-foot-long holy light of Penglai soared into the sky, illuminating the entire dark altar.

Yu Wan withdrew the hand seal.

The next second, Yu Xintang, who was lying quietly, trembled slightly at the fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, he frowned slightly, his silent chest rose and fell gently, and a faint but vibrant breath slowly escaped from his lips.

Those quiet, dim, warm eyes opened in a daze.

He sacrificed himself and was finally recognized by Heaven.

Yu Wan's Nine Revolutions Returning Soul Formation was a success.

Shen Chunri leaned against Feng Yu's chest, her face a mess of tears. After staring at him for a long time, she stood there, stunned: "You."

Tan Suiting was also stunned, still kneeling on the ground, his knees aching.

He pinched himself lightly.

I don't feel anything.

She pinched herself hard again.

He frowned for a moment.

hurts a little.

Shen Chunri wiped his eyes and reached out to grab Nie Zhao's sleeve.

"Senior sister, have you seen second senior brother?"

Nie Zhao remained silent for a long time before saying, "Have we gone mad with qi?"

"No..." Shen Chunri swallowed hard, clutching Nie Zhao's sleeve tightly. "Is it really Second Senior Brother? Or is he a ghost?"

Feng Yu sighed softly beside him, "Don't talk nonsense."

Yu Xintang was also a little confused. After a long while, she spoke, her voice still a little hoarse: "...You've all come down to the underworld to keep me company? Mother, why are you here too? What about Penglai Realm? Don't you want it anymore?"

Yu Wan glanced at him, seemingly disappointed in him.

After a long silence, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face, her expression haughty and aloof, tears still glistening in her eyes: "Damn it, your mother has brought you back to life."

Yu Xintang covered her face, feeling the real pain.

……

He's alive?

Unbelievable.

Feng Yu slowly spoke: "On the way here, I didn't have time to tell you that the Lord of Penglai Realm needs to obtain the approval of the Heavenly Dao before he can inherit the family."

The group looked up at Feng Yu, their eyes filled with bewildered shock.

Yu Xintang's lips twitched: "This is real? I thought it was just for kids."

He knew that the Heavenly Dao approved of this thing, but those old geezers in Penglai Realm were incredibly cunning and could scare people.

He thought it was fake.

Yu Wan slapped him again: "Serves you right for not learning good things! When have I ever lied to a child?!"

"hiss."

Feng Yu explained helplessly, "As long as the successor of Penglai Realm is recognized by the Heavenly Dao, no matter life or death or disaster, the Holy Maiden can restore their fate. Moreover, the Penglai Secret Technique can repair the soul."

The mystery of demigod bloodlines lies precisely in this.

To put it bluntly, Yu Xintang's holy act was recognized by the heavens, so they quickly brought him back to life before he was completely dead, making it easier for him to inherit the Penglai Realm in the future.

Shen Chunri sniffed and said in a daze, "No wonder... Uncle-Master, you're not sad at all. I just thought you were hoping Second Senior Brother would die sooner. I think you're so heartless."

Feng Yu almost choked on his breath, and raised his hand to give her a sharp rap on the head.

"Ah!" Shen Chunri covered her head.

Feng Yu glared at her, then slowly withdrew his finger: "Nonsense, I am still very sad."

Even if you know you will come back to life, how can you not be heartbroken to watch the disciple you raised die right before your eyes?

Although this traitor often had a pig's brain, he would throw a tantrum in the Sun and Moon Palace, blowing up the desk, the roof, and the main gate, and he would also cause trouble with Shen Chunri.

……

But he still loved them.

Seeing the incredulous looks on their faces, Yu Xintang cleared her throat, wiped the blood from her lips, and twitched her lips like a wronged husband: "Aren't you happy that I'm alive?"

Tan Suiting was the first to react, and lowered his eyes in surprise.

He looked at Yu Xintang, then glanced at Yu Wan next to her.

He spoke slowly, "...It's not even the seventh day after his death, what are you doing back here?"

silence.

Tan Suiting always wore the coldest expression and said some extremely unexpected things.

Shen Chunri suddenly realized, clapped his hands, looked over, and seemed to understand: "You're going to take us all with you?"

Yu Xintang:.

Is this human language?

Can they even be considered human?

Honestly, I really want to punch them.

"That's right," Yu Xintang sneered coldly, "Take all of you down to clean the latrines."

Nie Zhao, with tears still in her eyes, sniffed and replied coldly, "I'll bring your mother's great-uncle."