Chapter 407 - 386: I Remain, I Exist, I Am Unique, My Dao is Eternal

On Cyan Feather Mountain, within her Cultivation Room, Song Ciwan sat cross-legged in silence. She remained speechless for a long, long time.

One hundred twenty-nine thousand six hundred years. Being still young, she couldn’t quite grasp just how long the Lifespan of a Yuanhui truly was.

She could only feel with certainty that once her Lifespan reached a full Yuanhui, her entire being—from her flesh and meridians to her Divine Soul and conscious thoughts—had undergone a wondrous elevation.

A feeling of extraordinary clarity and purity enveloped her, making her feel utterly comfortable from the inside out.

But this comfort could not dispel the shock in her heart. The scenes she had witnessed moments ago, when her spirit roamed Beyond the Heavens, now felt like fantastical illusions, making it hard to distinguish reality from fabrication. Yet, Song Ciwan knew that all of it had to be real!

It had truly happened!

It simply hadn’t happened in the present, but sometime in the distant past.

The only thing Song Ciwan couldn’t determine was whether this "past" was eight thousand years ago, or an entire Yuanhui ago.

’Or perhaps, is it a cycle that’s bound to repeat every eight thousand years?’

’Is the Nine Provinces Universe an Immortal Country for the Human Race, or... a hunting ground for the Ancient Divine Insect Race?’

She dared not dwell on it, yet she could not stop herself from doing so. Each time her mind wandered down that path, it felt like she was enduring a terrifying trial.

In that instant, she was overwhelmed by a profound loneliness. It was the feeling of knowing the truth but being unable to speak of it, as if she were the only one in the world who could see clearly.

Of course, it was also possible she wasn’t the only one who knew the truth. Perhaps all those who knew were simply forbidden to speak, so that when one looked around, there was nothing but bewilderment—

The world was vast, yet it was almost impossible to distinguish who was friend and who was foe.

The feeling was difficult to put into words, but it was enough to fill one with a profound sense of emptiness in an instant.

Song Ciwan spent the better part of a day before she could adjust her state of mind.

A wise person engages in daily self-reflection. Since her own state of mind was wavering, she could only turn to frequent introspection.

She wouldn’t reflect on others, only on herself, examining the Dao Heart in her chest to see if it remained true.

To remain as I was, to be myself, to be only myself—that was enough.

Once her self-reflection was complete and her mindset readjusted, Song Ciwan’s attention returned to her own Lifespan.

She had previously traded Demon Spirit Malice, and her Lifespan’s upper limit should have reached 130,000 years. However, 400 years had inexplicably vanished, leaving her with exactly 129,600 years—the duration of a single Yuanhui.

’Does this mean that once my Lifespan reaches one Yuanhui, the Lifespan traded through the Heaven and Earth Scale no longer takes effect?’

’Is one Yuanhui the limit?’

This was a critical question. After all, based on her original calculations, the remaining Demon Spirit Malice in her Heaven and Earth Scale was enough to raise her Lifespan to over four hundred thousand years.

For this reason, she had even repeatedly suppressed her Level, not daring to easily break through to the Divinity Transformation Stage.

She feared that after her cultivation realm advanced, the returns from trading for Lifespan would be greatly diminished.

After a moment’s thought, Song Ciwan decided not to agonize over it. She simply opened the Heaven and Earth Scale and made another trade with her Demon Spirit Malice.

[You have sold one pound of General Spirit Level Demon Spirit Malice and obtained one hundred years of Lifespan.]

One hundred years of Lifespan!

Song Ciwan was sitting cross-legged. Her body, which already felt supremely light and pure, suddenly began to float into the air.

She was truly levitating. She hadn’t cast any Magic, nor had she made any effort to leap up. The levitation was entirely spontaneous, as if her body had become so pure that it was now just a wisp of clean energy.

In this world of mixed Vitality, pure energy naturally rises. She was like an Immortal walking the earth.

Song Ciwan circulated the Sutra of Sitting and Forgetting. It took her a long while to adapt and regain control, finally managing to bring her body back to the ground.

Even after she landed, her body remained in a peculiar state of weightlessness.

With every step, she would involuntarily float upward. She even had trouble controlling her direction. For a moment, it seemed... she had forgotten how to walk!

This was not a good thing. An expert was an expert precisely because they had perfect control over every inch of their body and Divine Soul. If not perfect, their control should at least be incredibly precise and practiced.

For someone like Song Ciwan, who couldn’t even walk properly, this was by no means a good state to be in, even if she could fly.

So, Song Ciwan had no choice but to spend a great deal of time relearning how to walk, how to control her direction, and how to manage her own gravity.

During this time, she also gradually figured things out.

After her Lifespan reached one Yuanhui, the Heaven and Earth Scale’s ability to trade Demon Spirit Malice for Lifespan still existed. Her Lifespan could indeed continue to increase.

It was just that the trade ratio had dropped drastically!

Previously, selling one pound of General Spirit Level Demon Spirit Malice would grant her a thousand years of Lifespan. Now, it only yielded one hundred.

She still had three trading opportunities today. Song Ciwan sold Demon Spirit Malice one more time, but this time she sold Slaughter Spirit Level Demon Spirit Malice.

[You have sold one pound of Slaughter Spirit Level Demon Spirit Malice and obtained one thousand years of Lifespan.]

As expected, the ratio had decreased accordingly.

One pound of Slaughter Spirit Level Demon Spirit Malice, which could once be traded for ten thousand years of Lifespan, was now only worth one thousand.

Her life’s essence had been elevated, producing an effect similar to breaking through to a new cultivation realm.

She just didn’t know if, after she broke through to the Divinity Transformation Stage, this ratio would remain the same or continue to drop.

Song Ciwan couldn’t take the gamble. She decided to temporarily pause her Cultivation for the next few days. First, she had to sell off all the remaining Demon Spirit Malice in her Heaven and Earth Scale, and only then would she consider anything else!