Zhong Shenxiu pondered how to concoct the longevity blood and took a step up a golden staircase.
Unbeknownst to him, his body had transformed from a spiritual body into a real one, possessing the tactile sensation of flesh and blood from the real world.
A "perfect being" could freely switch between soul and physical body.
In other words, without realizing it, his physical body had entered the Spirit Realm and had completely adapted to surviving there.
For an ordinary mystic, reaching this stage meant they could be called a "Spirit Realm creature," inherently different from ordinary humans and not easily killed by firearms.
Even if they died, they could transform into vengeful spirits and continue to exist in the form of a soul.
"Actually... I’ve already completed most of the longevity blood. Why must I pursue perfection?"
"Even if it’s a degraded version, as long as it can help ’perfect beings’ to advance, it is enough for me. Moreover, it doesn’t necessarily have to be the original ’longevity blood.’ I shouldn’t let the concept confine my thinking. I should treat it as a completely new type of blood wine in the concoction... I don’t have to concoct the original longevity blood, but rather a secret medicine that aids ’perfect beings’ in their breakthrough..."
"If that’s the case, with legendary-level mixing skills, combined with the previous idea... I have a 70% certainty."
"70%... That’s already enough. As for the problems of severe side-effects from the degraded longevity blood and being noticed by the Master of Black Blood, there’s no way to solve that."
Unconsciously, Zhong Shenxiu snapped out of his trance and noticed that he had already reached the top of the Golden Sky Tower.
He had passed the trial of the Golden Tower and become a "perfect being" comparable to a Divine Power Practitioner!
A smile appeared on the corner of Zhong Shenxiu’s mouth.
Becoming a ’perfect being’ had been within his expectations, given his essence as a Pastor and the protection from Lord Shenxiu, it was impossible to fail.
What truly delighted him was using this opportunity of ascension, in combination with the traits of the Golden Sky Tower, he finally felt confident in how to concoct the longevity blood.
"Unfortunately... one only has a single chance in their life to ascend the Sky-reaching Tower, surely one cannot downgrade to ’ascender’ and then advance again?"
"This feeling, isn’t it a bit like the rumors I heard about Cultivators transcending during tribulation, emulating nature to create new Divine Powers?"
"Could it be that every world indeed shares some similar truths?"
Zhong Shenxiu wanted to look down at the Sky-reaching Tower once more.
The runes on it might inspire more insights.
But the next moment, he realized he could no longer see the Sky-reaching Tower; beneath his feet was solid land.
"By ascending to the apex of the Sky-reaching Tower, shouldn’t I be in the skies of the Spirit Realm? How come I am on a piece of land?"
"No, it’s more accurate to say, how can the tip of the Sky-reaching Tower be a world? It seems through it, I’ve arrived at a deeper dimension of the Spirit Realm..."
"Do I walk upon the sky as if walking upon land?"
Zhong Shenxiu suddenly recalled a phrase he had seen in the forbidden section, nodding to himself.
The Five Rings School really does have depth.
Such seemingly travelogue-like words, without personally experiencing the true conditions of the Spirit Realm, are utterly incomprehensible.
Above the Sky-reaching Tower!
This could now be considered the depths of the Spirit Realm, where time and space blur.
Time was no longer continuous, and space was no longer complete.
"Could I possibly be walking in the past, or maybe in the future?"
Looking at the seemingly normal natural scenery around him, Zhong Shenxiu dared not take another step.
After becoming a ’perfect being,’ a mystic needed to find the fifth Dao Mark of the Spirit Realm to complete the Trial of Heaven.
However, Zhong Shenxiu knew nothing about this.
Even in its prime, the Five Rings School had never produced a "longevity."
After all, a lifespan of a thousand years could truly be regarded as a living antique in history.
"It seems that only the Federation possesses such mysterious knowledge... After all, the most recent famous ’longevity’ was Sage Isreal of the Federation, though it’s said he has disappeared..."
Zhong Shenxiu didn’t dare to act recklessly and prepared to go offline.
Or rather, to return to the real world.
But at that moment, the Three-eyed Feathered Serpent that had been quietly coiled around his arm began to get restless.
It voluntarily disengaged and transformed into a Feathered Serpent that obscured the sky, allowing Zhong Shenxiu to stand on its head.
"The Three-eyed Feathered Serpent is comparable to a ’perfect’ Spirit Realm Creature. In other words, the Spirit Realm above the Sky-reaching Tower is its true home..."
"Does this mean... this agitation is due to some piece of information in the bloodline being activated?"
Zhong Shenxiu took a step forward, standing on the head of the Three-eyed Feathered Serpent.
The huge Feathered Serpent fluttered its wings joyously, soaring through the fragmented space-time. Zhong Shenxiu could clearly sense that it was the Bloodline Power of the Three-eyed Feathered Serpent defining the space-time nearby, preventing him from getting lost.
Zhong Shenxiu saw a gigantic relic floating in mid-air.
It dangled in the air like a floating city, surrounded by a ring of fragmented rocks.
Each rock was engraved with a mysterious rune, full of potent symbolism.
But before he could start deciphering them, the Feathered Serpent suddenly made a wide turn, avoiding the area.
The fear rooted in his bloodline made Zhong Shenxiu realize that if he recklessly ventured closer, something extremely unpleasant might occur.
Along the way, he saw the Feathered Serpent also avoid a golden city, a black river, and a dense jungle.
Clearly, even for the Three-eyed Feathered Serpent, soaring deep into the Spirit Realm had become laborious and cautious.
Finally, the Three-eyed Feathered Serpent, with Zhong Shenxiu on board, landed in a territory.
Zhong Shenxiu trod upon black soil, from which a sweet aroma emanated.
He crouched down, grabbed a handful of soil, and with a slight squeeze, milk and honey surged out between his fingers.
"A land flowing with milk and honey?"
He chuckled lightly, feeling that if he were to write a travelogue of the Spirit Realm, he might just name this place accordingly.
"The Three-eyed Feathered Serpent brought me here, so clearly this place has a close connection with it... or perhaps, it holds a mysterious significance?"
Zhong Shenxiu took a step forward, then suddenly stopped in his tracks.
It lay in the land of milk and honey, clad in luxurious clothes adorned with gems, gold, and silver, yet devoid of any breath of life.
Because on the dried-up corpse, diamond-shaped scales were clearly visible, exuding a chilling air.
"Who knows how long it has been dead. Such a powerful being, even dying in the Spirit Realm, the body wouldn’t decay, right?"
"Wait, this bloodline scent... could he be... a Feathered Serpent Noble!?"
Zhong Shenxiu stared at the dried corpse’s head, and in its hollow eye sockets, flames seemed to reignite.
As soon as their gazes met, some inexplicable information began pouring into Zhong Shenxiu’s