Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 443 - 197: Dream of Immortality (Part 3)

Guan Xin asked, "Aren’t you going with him to the Da Chun Profound Realm?"

"We’re going to find someone, not for sightseeing. Having too many people is not good. We’ll just wait for him here." Though Luo Qingyao said this aloud, he felt a twinge of guilt in his heart. If only he were stronger, he could share more of the burden for his senior brother.

"Oh no, oh no!" Suddenly, Yan Hui ran over, drenched in the rain, and said, "It’s not good!"

"What’s not good?"

Yan Hui, clutching three broken fingers, said, "I just calculated Young Master Fan’s future fates, and it’s extremely bad luck!"

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Fan Wubing looked at the coiled path on the tree bark, pondering Guan Xin’s earlier words.

He had to remember the time well.

Remembering time... the last thing he lacked was ways to track time.

The automatic practice of the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill was the best and most direct method of keeping time. After all, it settled its breathing cycle with each breath.

However, the phrase "Do not easily indulge in the joys of immortality. If you experience it, do not easily leave..." was worth savoring.

Fan Wubing quickened his pace.

Da Chun is very tall, and the road winding up the trunk was thus very long. He thought of flying straight to the top, but the immense life force forbade it. There was no need to force matters; he’d proceed steadily along the winding path.

But the farther he walked, the longer the path seemed to Fan Wubing.

He distinctly felt that his speed had not changed, but the same distance took longer to traverse.

This defied the principles of physics.

This sensation grew more pronounced as he neared the tree’s crown.

Feeling...

Feeling?

Fan Wubing suddenly realized that the Da Chun Profound Realm influenced people’s subjective perception of time. Thus, the word "feeling" was quite unreliable here. "No wonder Guan Xin reminded me to keep track of time. The girl was crying like that but still remembered to warn me. Was it out of extreme precision, a marionette’s instinct, or a sudden awakening?"

Fan Wubing no longer observed time changes according to his "feelings."

He strictly followed the time indications on his attribute panel to determine how much time he spent along each stretch of the journey.

Soon, he discovered that as he neared the tree crown, the time perceived and the actual time differed increasingly.

Moreover, it was a gradual process.

Fan Wubing pondered, "A little by little, it changes the time perceptions of those entering the Da Chun Profound Realm? Without Guan Xin’s warning, I might have been deceived for a while, truly thinking much time had passed. Man’Er and the others have been inside for thirty-nine days; if they were trapped in time’s mire, it would mean three hundred and ninety years to them."

Thinking of this, Fan Wubing felt a heaviness in his heart.

What could three hundred and ninety years turn someone into?

He involuntarily quickened his steps.

Reaching the tree crown and the entrance to the Da Chun Profound Realm, he felt as if five or six years had passed, but the time recorded on the attribute panel was just over half a day.

This temporal dislocation left him somewhat uncomfortable. This discomfort was neither physical nor spiritual; it was invisible, intangible, yet undoubtedly real.

The entrance to the Profound Realm was a corridor woven from intertwined branches and leaves.

With dappled shadows, it was stunningly beautiful, like a dreamscape.

As he stepped inside, a refreshing feeling washed over him, as if time itself slowed.

Sunspots formed by leaves and twigs fell upon him, warm and comforting.

He couldn’t help but slow his pace, quietly savoring and feeling this unique beauty.

Time slowly flowed by, a day, a month, a year...

He remained there, admiring the scenery for a year.

Suddenly, he snapped awake, hurriedly shook his head, and glanced at his attribute panel, instantly breaking out in a cold sweat.

On the attribute panel, a little over an hour had passed.

"I unknowingly fell into the time mire again!"

Fan Wubing bit his tongue hard to clear his mind.

He unfolded his attribute panel directly, fixing his eyes on his blood bar to anchor his sense of time.

Passing through the arboreal corridor, he looked ahead.

A vibrant tree crown city appeared before him.

Huge vines crisscrossed the air, sending down numerous smaller offshoots, supporting various kinds of buildings—tall towers, palaces, bungalows, watchtowers... The buildings were wrapped in a dense web of vines, layer upon layer, forming a large pyramidal structure.

Its scale surpassed any city Fan Wubing had ever seen.

Even more wondrous was that although the buildings were of ancient style, they bore all manner of electronic displays, dazzling neon lights interweaving and bursting among them. Floating vehicles wove through the vines, and countless jellyfish swayed their gowns, reflecting the neon glow, painting a fantastically dreamlike scene.

This sight left Fan Wubing spellbound.

As he flew toward the tree crown city, he kept an eye on his blood bar.

Upon entering the city, joyful music rang out around him, party poppers exploded, showering him with ribbons.

All kinds of creatures gathered from all directions.

Most of them looked like magical beasts, but they bore no malice, radiating goodwill. He could sense the rich happiness exuding from them.

Was the Da Chun Profound Realm a massive utopia?

A white snake swayed forward, speaking in a melodious female voice, "Welcome to our new resident!"

This white snake swayed its elegant body, its vertical pupils contracting, and its black tongue flickering, astonishingly exuding a sense of beauty.

The white snake smiled, "From today, you are the new immortal of the Da Chun Profound Realm!"

"Immortal?"

"Yes, ageless and deathless!"

Fan Wubing asked, "Does that mean no matter what harm befalls you, you won’t die?"

"Of course."

"Then I feel no guilt."

The white snake was stunned, "What do you mean?"

Fan Wubing leapt high, activating both "Devour the Stars, Chew the Moon" and "Crucible of the Heart." His spirit immediately covered the entire tree crown city, pressing on every creature, then an enormous black hole appeared in the sky, even devouring the sun.

"Tongue Greed" wantonly devoured everything here.

"Wake up, wake up, Wubing, wake up!" Suddenly, he felt his body being shaken by something, and a familiar voice sounded in his ear.

Startled, he opened his eyes.

Without thinking, he glanced at his attribute panel, which showed no movement, and thought, "As expected, it’s fake. The dream of immortality, a dream of immortality..."

Then, he shuddered, as if an electric current passed through, and he stared dazedly at the woman beside him.

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