An eerie and oppressive feeling suddenly exploded in Fan Wubing’s heart.

It was as if something was trying to crawl out of his lungs, accompanied by a throbbing at his temples, and a misty feeling rose within the Purple Mansion. Suddenly, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

[Max Health -1.27 billion billion]

The method by which the Lord of All Living Beings extends someone else’s life is simple and brutal. He exchanges it with his own lifespan. Due to the extremely low satiety rate, the exchange rate is very low. With a blood bar of [1.27 billion billion], Fan Wubing only exchanged for fifty years of life for Liu Qingqing, which amounts to roughly [25 trillion] in blood energy strength for her.

The conversion rate was only 0.02%.

This was probably determined by the 0.02% satiety rate.

Fan Wubing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and couldn’t help but wonder if reaching a 100% satiety level would allow him to extend others’ lives on a one-to-one basis. However, the cost of extending another’s life felt unpleasant, as an invisible force was forcibly stripping away his life, and he was utterly incapable of resisting or tracking that force.

"You’ve been backlashed." Jiang Sha rested her chin on the edge of the coffin.

"Backlashed?" Fan Wubing walked over, picked her up from the coffin, and placed her in a bath bucket, massaging her left hand while bathing her.

"The backlash of the Destiny Dao. In this world, life is an extremely precious resource, more valuable than anything else. This resource is controlled by the Destiny Dao." The pain in her body alleviated somewhat, and Jiang Sha squinted her eyes slightly.

"Has no one ever comprehended the Destiny Dao?"

"Destiny... the fundamental structure of all things. Everything we feel, our past, present, future, thoughts, all originate from destiny. The fate of all living beings, the world’s destiny, the destiny of time, even the Heavenly Dao’s destiny, are all controlled by the Destiny Dao. Any action that attempts to alter destiny will meet with backlash."

"Does the Fate Pattern originate from the Destiny Dao?"

Jiang Sha shook her head, "No. The Fate Pattern is something else entirely." She did not continue.

Fan Wubing realized she didn’t want to say much more, so he didn’t press further.

After washing, dressing, and grooming, Fan Wubing still remembered that the previous makeup hadn’t satisfied her, so this time he spent more time and was more focused and meticulous.

Jiang Sha quietly watched herself in the mirror. She barely blinked, allowing Fan Wubing to do as he wished, like a doll.

As the grooming neared its end, she suddenly asked, "Why save Qingqing?"

"Before, when I was asleep in the Heaven Nurturing Cauldron for so long, she must have helped a lot to nourish my soul. Naturally, I have to repay her kindness. Unfortunately, my abilities aren’t enough, and I could only extend her life by fifty years at most."

"But she’s always been skeptical about me helping you."

Fan Wubing was unconcerned, "Actions speak louder than thoughts. The fact she helped me is undeniable, regardless of her true intentions. Plus, saying stuff like ’I only have you left’ sounded too pitiful."

Jiang Sha blinked and lowered her eyes slightly.

Fan Wubing let out a long breath, cupping her face from behind, looking at the mirror with a smile, "So, satisfied this time?"

This time, the makeup was more natural, and Fan Wubing thought it suited her oval face well, soft and gentle.

She looked and commented, "It’s alright."

Fan Wubing paused, letting out an awkward laugh, "Alright, I’ll keep trying next time." He felt a bit dissatisfied, muttering inwardly that it looked great... are her standards really that high? The first time he saw her, her makeup wasn’t necessarily better than this.

After escorting Jiang Sha out of the palace, Fan Wubing asked, "Where do you want to go today?"

"Aren’t you deciding?"

"Hmm... last time, I decided, so this time, I’ll let you. Is there nowhere you’d like to go?"

After a brief pause, Jiang Sha smiled and said, "Then I might need to take up a few more days of your time, would you mind?"

"How long?" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Maybe three or four days."

"No problem."

"Was the Divine Technique I gave you last time useful?"

The wheelchair rolled on a pebble path, creaking as they moved slowly, one after the other.

Fan Wubing raised an eyebrow, "It’s quite useful. Have you used it before?"

Jiang Sha shook her head, "I have never practiced any Cultivation Techniques or Divine Techniques."

Fan Wubing was surprised, "Then how did you increase your cultivation?"

"I figured it out myself."

"Self-created Cultivation Technique?"

Jiang Sha thought for a moment, "Probably."

"A genius."

"That’s what they used to call me."

In the past... Fan Wubing was quite curious about the Slaughter Demon Lord’s past stories. But there wasn’t much about her, mostly about her experiences after becoming a Demon Cultivator.

During a break, Fan Wubing took out some pastries to eat. It had been a long time since he had cooked; cultivating immortality to this stage made time seem to pass more quickly, and sometimes, in a daze, several days would pass.

"Want some?" Fan Wubing offered a piece of pastry.

Jiang Sha took it, examined it, then put it in her mouth to savor it.

Fan Wubing felt inexplicably nervous. After she swallowed, he asked, "Is it good?"

Jiang Sha nonchalantly replied, "It’s alright."

Fan Wubing’s pride in his Immortal Pastries received an "alright" for the first time. He pouted and continued eating by himself.

"Are you not giving me any more?" Jiang Sha asked, looking at him.

Fan Wubing found her rather peculiar; saying it’s "alright" yet wanting more, so he straightforwardly handed her a box. She looked at the box and said, "The packaging is exquisite. Do you give these to people often?"