What If I Can't Die?

The moment the last step landed, a colorful light bloomed in the sky at the end and landed on Song Shi's body. Wisps of pure spiritual rain dripped down.

In just one thousand steps, Song Shi's essence, energy, and spirit had already been greatly exhausted. Now, it was as if he had encountered a rain after a long drought. His eyes lit up slightly as he opened his mouth and inhaled.

The colorful spiritual rain in the air was completely swallowed by him. After the spiritual rain entered his body, it quickly spread. Not only could it nourish his flesh and meridians, but it was also especially easy to refine.

There was even a light energy that made him feel refreshed and he started to recover his physical state.

Song Shi hurriedly sat cross-legged and digested the spiritual rain with all his might. Soon, his essence, energy, and spirit were restored. Even his cultivation level had improved further. He was not far from breaking through to the late stage.

Soon, Song Shi opened his eyes and felt relaxed.

Now that he was sitting cross-legged on the mountain peak, he could look down on all directions.

While he was enjoying the benefits, the recovery speed of the top geniuses was still not as fast as his. At this moment, they were still accumulating their strength to continue moving.

His gaze fell on the vortex and the nine supreme treasures, then he got up to observe.

The first thing that attracted him was a rusty Bronze Sword. It looked dilapidated and carried an ancient sword intent.

This sword intent was more high-end than any sword intent he had seen. It was extraordinary and not something humans could possess. It was very similar to the rules of heaven and earth.

"This is what the Play Pretend King wants, right?"

Song Shi guessed and casually gave He Changqing the nickname of the Play Pretend King.

In any case, all Golden Core cultivators could be called kings. In Song Shi's opinions the nickname, Play Pretend King was more suitable for the other party than the Sword King.

He looked away and saw a jade pendant floating in the sky. It was completely green and was engraved with ancient silver runes. It carried a floating aura.

"What kind of jade pendant is this? Is it worth putting it here?"

Song Shi was stunned. On a closer look, the words "Langya" were written on it. He could not help but think of the tokens taken out by the nine kings when they opened the mystic realm. He did not know if they were of the same type.

If that was true, the status symbol brought by this thing would be more important than the actual benefits.

Seeing that there were no additional benefits, Song Shi looked at the third ball of light.

It was a golden ancient book. At first glance, Song Shi felt that the material was very similar to the Imperishable Golden Body.

"Ancient Cultivation Method?"

His eyes were bright as he looked through the light and saw the jade-colored words engraved on the golden book. "Acalanātha Body."

"A body tempering technique doesn't sound as powerful as the Imperishable Golden Body. Let's not consider it first."

Song Shi continued to skip it, but the fourth ball of light was filled with fog. It was like a dream as it kept changing.

Curious, he reached out to check the information. In the end, the latter turned into a stream of air and entered his mind.

"Damn, I haven't agreed yet."

Song Shi really wanted to refuse, but this fog was of a higher level than him and forcefully rushed into his sea of consciousness.

He immediately froze on the spot. In his spiritual world, a fog rolled and turned into a phantom.

"How many years has it been? Finally, someone is willing to cultivate the inheritance I left here. I hope you can pass down my life's work and bring it to greater heights."

The phantom did not seem to have much strength. After saying that, it looked like it was dissipating.

Song Shi appeared in the mental world and said speechlessly, "I'm not willing. You forced your way into my head."

"Cough, there are too few top geniuses who cultivates the Dao of Illusion. I can't wait any longer. Kid, I think you're very talented. I'll leave the Illusionary Scroll to you. Don't disappoint me."

The phantom smiled awkwardly and dissipated completely with a puff. It was obvious that it was about to collapse.

In the fog, psychedelic words appeared one after another. They were like fog that was unpredictable and filled with changes. At the beginning, there were two words: Illusionary Scroll.

"I'm the first person since ancient times to become a Saint through the Dao of illusions. There's no path ahead. I've opened a path. I hope that those who come later will follow this path and surpass me."

After reading the introduction, there was content about illusion cultivation.

Song Shi said helplessly, "Who the hell wants to cultivate illusions? However, you've already ran into my mind and imprinted it in my memory. It would be a waste not to cultivate it."

He gloomily accepted all the content. After absorbing the information, he changed his opinion.

The person who left this thing behind was actually an expert who had surpassed the Soul Transformation realm in the ancient era. Moreover, he was an illusionist.

From the information left behind by this person, it seemed that the other party could easily make the living beings of a country fall into an illusion with a thought back then. He could also easily use a divine power like Yellow Dreams to make people spend their entire lives in a dream.

Most importantly, this person was a Great Master of the Dao of Illusion. He could be considered the peak of illusionists in the Ancient world.

Therefore, the illusion technique left behind by the other party was in essence quite powerful. It could construct various illusions and cause the enemy to die unknowingly.

It could be said that this was a path that focused on the cultivation of Spiritual strength. It was also because it placed too much emphasis on Spiritual strength and neglected other aspects that it was easy for illusionists to find it difficult to break through to a high realm.

Old Man Nightmare was a similar existence on the same Dao path, he could make people kill each other in nightmares. They wouldn't even know how they died.

However, Old Man Nightmare was also a person who was stuck at the Golden Core realm and could not break through. He was of the same generation as Jiang Sha and the others. Although their talent and nature of cultivation were similar, their cultivation levels were one realm apart.

"It's fine to cultivate this I guess, illusions will prevent me from experiencing the true feeling when courting death."

Song Shi thought of the first few times when he intentionally sent himself to court death and tortured the enemy into thinking that they were hallucinating. He felt that illusion techniques could be very helpful.

He opened his eyes again. His eyes, which were originally bright as fire, were now covered in a layer of fog. They looked mysterious and unfathomable, making it difficult to see through his thoughts.

Looking at the other eight treasures, Song Shi cursed, "F*ck, there are still five items that I haven't seen yet, but now I can't choose anymore."

Song Shi was a little unhappy.

Among the four items he had already seen, he was actually more interested in things related to sword cultivation.

At least, there was no need to be conflicted.

Song Shi could not help but look at the other five items.

The next one was a piece of pitch-black wood. He didn't recognize what it was, so he wasn't interested for the time being.

The silver bottle had the power of lightning pulsating nearby. It should be a Thunder treasure. He didn't really need it.

The purple fruit was shaped like a heart. This was the only medicinal herb among the few things. He did not recognize it, but from the spiritual qi it emitted, it was definitely not simple.

The remaining two were both Dharma treasures and were at the level of Numinous artifacts. One was a wooden bowl covered in runes, while the other was a medicinal cauldron engraved with patterns of plants.

He estimated that this medicinal cauldron should have the inheritance of an ancient cultivator. It was most likely related to refining medicine.

"Have these been deliberately left behind by the various large factions from the ancient times?"

Song Shi looked at the entrance of the mystic realm. "It seems that the treasures left behind by the Langya Mystic Realm should be more valuable than these treasures inside?"

As he pondered, the upper echelons of the various large factions outside looked at each other when they saw Song Shi take the Illusionary Scroll.

"He actually chose the most useless Illusion Saint inheritance. Isn't he afraid that he won't be able to break through in this era?"

"That's right. Illusions can't go far without Talent. Even if you have Talent, you also can't go very far."

"From the looks of it, he doesn't even know that it's the Illusion Saint's inheritance."

The expressions of the people from Vajra Sect and Ye Family improved a little. This person had taken the least valuable of the nine treasures, hence it was still acceptable that he had the first pick.