Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

In an attic, He Ling stood by the window, looking at the sparse crowd downstairs, as if thinking about something.

At this time there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Then the door was pushed open and a bronze-skinned man walked out. It was Tuba.

His body is a bit stronger than before. Although he is not a muscular man with explosive muscles all over his body, his body is covered with strong muscles. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is strong and sturdy.

"Have you exchanged your things?"

Tuba nodded and took out a small wooden box.

As soon as He Ling thought about it, the small wooden box floated up by itself and fell into He Ling's palm. When he opened the wooden box, he saw a black pill lying inside.

He Ling picked up the pill, looked at it, and then put it back.

"Tuba, you did great."

After a while, Tuba did not leave.

He looked at He Ling, seeming to want to say something but hesitant, but finally he spoke.

"Sister He Ling, are you going to the Tianduan Mountain Secret Realm too?"

He Ling did not avoid them when he went to participate in the competition, so it would be strange if Tuba didn't know about it.

He Ling did not hide it from Tuba and the others and nodded directly.

"Sister He Ling, I heard that the secret realm of Tianduan Mountain is very dangerous. Hundreds of people go there every ten years, but only dozens can return."

After saying that, Tuba looked at the woman in white in front of him, but he was a little disappointed. He Ling just nodded and didn't say anything.

Seeing He Ling's expression, Tuba hesitated, but still said, "Sister He Ling, why don't you participate in this Tianduan Mountain expedition? Wait another ten years. Tu Lu will have reached the eighth level of Qi training. I'm only at the sixth level, but in ten years! I will definitely be able to become a ninth-level cultivator. Then the three of us can go to the Tianduan Mountain secret realm together. At that time, Sister He Ling, your safety will be guaranteed."

After he finished speaking, He Ling did not respond, and there was a silence between the two.

Logically speaking, Tuba's proposal did make some sense, but He Ling thought more about it. Ten years, ten years is enough time for too many things to happen. If there is any change during this period, they will be like duckweed drifting with the current, and they don't know where they will be drifted to.

She could only watch things happen without being able to do anything. She hated this feeling of powerlessness.

On the other hand, her treasure spring has reached its limit. Unless she breaks through the foundation-building stage, her treasure spring will only have forty drops.

However, as her cultivation level improved, the number of spiritual medicines she needed was increasing, and the current treasure spring was really not enough.

Tuba thought he had convinced He Ling, so he added a few more words, emphasizing the benefits of waiting another ten years.

"Tuba, I have made up my mind. There is no need to say anything more." He Ling did not look at Tuba, but said while looking at the pill in his hand.

Tuba moved his mouth, but still said nothing. He nodded and walked out.

After Tuba left, He Ling picked up the small wooden box again.

The pills in this box were specially exchanged by He Ling for Tuba from a disciple of Xuanyuan Sect. He also spent a lot of spirit stones to buy what the disciple needed.

But it's all worth it.

The secret realm of Tianduan Mountain can only be entered by cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage. He Ling naturally has no problem entering, but Qing'er is different. She is a foundation-building spirit beast. Although she can conceal her aura on weekdays, Tianduan Mountain is guarded by formations, so Qing'er definitely cannot enter.

Although He Ling now has several powerful methods, she is not so arrogant as to go into the Tianduan Mountain Secret Realm alone. After all, the arena and the fight of life and death are different. Moreover, she has a trump card, and others must have it too, so she must bring Qing'er with her.

As for how to bring Qing'er into the secret realm of Tianduan Mountain, the small wooden box in He Ling's hand is the answer.

This pill is called the Soul-Returning Pill, and its effect is to allow the foundation-building cultivator to suppress his cultivation to the Qi-training level. It lasts for about half a year, and the Tianduan Mountain Secret Realm lasts for about four months, so the time is roughly the same.

"Qing'er." He Ling called out, and a small green snake crawled out from He Ling's jade-like wrist.

As soon as He Ling picked up the pill, Qing'er opened her mouth wide and swallowed it. Qing'er swallowed very deep and swallowed a lot of He Ling's fingers.

He Ling's fingers moved, but Qing'er was unwilling to let go.

He Ling felt his head starting to hurt again.

After Xiaohong complained last time, He Ling had no choice but to scold Qing'er. Afterwards, Qing'er held a grudge against Xiaohong. However, Xiaohong was quick to understand and knew that Qing'er didn't dare to do anything to her. She often threw herself into He Ling's arms and asked to be petted, and He Ling didn't refuse.

But just when Xiaohong was coaxed, Qing'er started to act rebellious again and often ignored He Ling. It was not until a few days ago that things got better.

I thought Qing'er was completely recovered, but I didn't expect her to be in a bad mood again today.

He touched Qing'er's body and said, "Good Qing'er, please let go. You see, I went through so much trouble this time just to take you with me."

But Qing'er simply closed her golden pupils and ignored it.

He Ling was speechless, but then a sly smile flashed across her face. She stretched her fingers to Qing'er's side, where there were faint colorful scales. Qing'er's wings were usually stored there when not in use.

She had discovered before that Qing'er's wings seemed to be more sensitive. Every time she teased her, Qing'er couldn't bear it and would fold her wings and crawl into He Ling's sleeves.

He Ling first used her fingers to gently fiddle with the scales in this area, causing Qing'er's tail to swing twice.

Then he pressed harder, and then stroked gently, alternately deep and shallow, and Qing'er soon couldn't bear it anymore.

Qing'er spit out some of the finger that was bitten by her, and her golden pupils inevitably opened.

She glared at He Ling, but was stubborn and refused to give in.

This time He Ling withdrew her hand, because she knew that the next set of massage techniques would not be effective.

Finally, after He Ling's repeated caressing and coaxing, Qing'er slowly opened her mouth and took the Soul-Returning Pill into her stomach.

"Qing'er, how do you feel?" He Ling asked nervously.

Qing'er did not react. She curled up into a circle and rested her little head on her body.

After waiting for another moment, Qing'er's aura finally changed. Her aura became a little unstable, and then began to weaken. It continued to weaken until she reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, and then it stopped.

"Qing'er, how do you feel?" He Ling asked again.

Qing'er first straightened up and felt the changes in herself. Then she spread a pair of wings and flew into the air. She circled around the room before landing on the table.

"Hiss."

"Qing'er, you are at least a foundation-building spirit beast. Can you really transform into a Qi-refining demon beast? However, it seems that this spirit-reducing pill is still suppressing the spiritual power in your body. Your body and innate skills have not changed much."