Oh no, it’s over, there’s no hope now.
Forget about becoming immortal, I’ll be lucky if I don’t hate myself for running away at the last minute and end up getting crushed by my own hand.
Then, with some reluctance, he said, "I don’t think he can necessarily become immortal either."
"Whether he makes it or not has nothing to do with us anymore. After all, any favors between him and me are now settled..."
Long Xingtianxia sighed inwardly. The other party left these words, clearly not planning to have any substantial ties with Dragon Soaring anymore.
"We should focus our attention on the current war. Relying on ourselves is better than relying on others. If we win, we naturally have our chance at becoming gods or immortals as well."
Dongfang Sheng nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, you’re right, President. I’ll go to work now."
As he turned to leave, he couldn’t help but feel somewhat regretful. Damn, if I had known this earlier, I would have stayed too.
But even if I had known about this opportunity in advance, would I really have had the determination to seize it?
As Dongfang Sheng walked, he pondered this question, feeling somewhat bewildered.
Xiao Jie didn’t know how Long Xingtianxia evaluated him and his teammates. If he did, he probably wouldn’t care.
My brothers are not as opportunistic as you say. We call this the passion and bonds between comrades, you folks with your communal meals don’t understand anything.
For the sake of these bonds, teammates have sacrificed their own lives, and now he is also willing to do everything to become immortal and save them.
"Feng, where are you going?"
Seeing Xiao Jie soaring through the sky, Gu Feiyu behind him curiously asked.
"I’m going to consult the Immortal on how to become immortal."
The prophecy left by Feng Buqi was quite clear. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novelꞁire.net
[The Immortal’s guidance may be relied upon, nine deaths and a narrow survival]
Now that the narrow survival has come to pass, since the prophecy speaks of the Immortal’s guidance, naturally, I need to seek the Immortal for answers.
This path to immortality is certainly best understood by the Immortals.
I’m not asking them for fortune, just helping solve a cultivation problem, it shouldn’t be that big of a deal.
I have one last stick of Black Rosewood Incense in my bag, also my last chance to communicate with the Immortals. This time I must get a clear answer.
Half an hour later, Xiao Jie landed in front of the Three Immortals Temple.
Transforming back into human form, he walked into the temple. Looking at the three Immortal statues, he didn’t act immediately.
He only had one incense stick, one chance, and had to come up with a pitch that the other party couldn’t refuse, to persuade them to guide him.
Based on past experiences with the Immortals, they have no sympathy and are carefree solo players, the only thing that can move them is cause and effect, and interests related to themselves.
No matter how big his trouble, it means nothing to them unless it can catch an Immortal’s attention.
Therefore, Xiao Jie was not in a rush to light the incense but rather picked up a notebook.
He began to draft his pitch.
Firstly, he wrote out the opening lines, then designed a dozen different follow-up pitches based on possible reactions from the other party. He contemplated their psychological reactions while continuing to calculate and then crafted different pitches accordingly.
After laboring for over an hour, erasing and revising repeatedly.
He wrote over a dozen pages, finally completing a full dialogue script.
Xiao Jie simulated the script a few more times, finally exhaling a breath.
There’s no way you won’t take the bait.
Xiao Jie finally lit the Black Rosewood Incense in front of the Divine Image.
With the smoke gently wafting and the power of incense taking effect, dialogue options appeared before him.
System prompt: Your prayer has elicited a response from the Divine Image. Please choose the Immortal you wish to pray to.
Option 1: Disciple respectfully invites the Demon-sweeping Immortal Lin Xuance.
Option 2: Disciple respectfully invites the Miao Suan Immortal Shen Jizi.
Option 3: Disciple respectfully invites the Carefree Immortal Li Qianbei.
Xiao Jie decisively chose the second option.
Better to deal with what’s familiar; after all, they had communicated twice before and could barely be considered acquaintances.
Upon making the choice, the smoke hovering above the incense burner instantly merged into the central statue’s body; the statue suddenly opened its eyes and seemed to come alive.
Yet it wasn’t truly alive, but rather a virtual image of the Immortal emerged atop the statue.
Shen Jizi glanced at Xiao Jie, immediately saying with curiosity, "Hmm, it’s you again?"
Xiao Jie replied earnestly, "Indeed, it’s me, Immortal. I have something extremely important to tell you."