I rely on unlimited life extension

Cheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Peng Mei to sit down at the stern of the boat, and looked at A Miao, who was still in shock.

"Don't think I'm the kind of unreasonable, bloodthirsty person."

Cheng Yi's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable force: "Faced with an enemy like that, we have no choice but to strike first. Otherwise, once he makes his move, just think about your sister in the hospital room—covered in centipedes, suffering terribly. Do you want to experience that too?"

Upon hearing this, A Miao involuntarily shivered, and the corner of her mouth twitched violently, clearly recalling her sister's miserable appearance and feeling lingering fear.

He lowered his head, his fingers clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Cheng Yi sighed, her tone softening slightly: "It's not that I didn't give him a chance. I offered compensation, I was willing to treat his illness, and even extend his life, but what did he say? He didn't even care about his own life; he was only focused on wiping out your entire family. If you were in his shoes, what would you do?"

Ah Miao opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word. Yes, the other party wasn't giving her any room for maneuver; it seemed she had no choice but to take action.

He looked up at Cheng Yi's sharply defined profile, his eyes filled with a complex mix of gratitude.

The small boat drifted downstream, the jungle on both banks rushed past, and sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves onto the water, making it sparkle.

It was already afternoon when they returned to Bangkok. The three of them abandoned the boat and went straight to the hospital.

People were still coming and going at the entrance of the intensive care unit. Several doctors and nurses in white coats were pushing treatment carts in and out, busy as bees.

When A Miao saw this scene, her heart jumped into her throat. She rushed forward and grabbed a doctor who had just come out of the ward: "Doctor! Doctor! How is my sister? Has something happened?"

The doctor took off his mask, his face showing a hint of fatigue, but unable to hide his relief: "Are you a patient's family member? Don't worry, the situation has improved. She just vomited a lot of black filth, so we urgently pumped her stomach, and now her vital signs are stable."

He paused, a hint of doubt in his voice, "Strangely enough, for some reason, all the Gu worms in her body suddenly died, and the toxins began to subside. With some more rest, she should be fully recovered."

"Really?" A-Miao was overjoyed, grabbing the doctor's arm and thanking him profusely, "Thank you so much! Thank you!"

The doctor smiled, waved, and turned to leave.

Amiao turned around, looked at Cheng Yi, and suddenly knelt down with a thud, hugging his leg and saying, "Brother Cheng, thanks to you... really thanks to you! Otherwise, my sister, me, and our whole family would have been finished! You are our family's savior!"

Cheng bent down to help her up and patted her shoulder: "Alright, don't be like that. We're all friends, it's only right to help each other out."

He looked towards the ward. "Once she's feeling better, take her home as soon as possible. This isn't a place to stay for long. You have my phone number; call me anytime if anything happens."

A Miao expressed her gratitude profusely before watching Cheng Yi and Peng Mei leave.

Stepping out of the hospital, the afternoon sun was a bit too bright.

Peng Mei naturally took Cheng Yi's arm and said with a smile, "Now that everything's alright, shall I show you around Bangkok?"

Cheng nodded in agreement, letting her lead him on a stroll down the street.

Bangkok's streets are bustling with activity, with colorful tuk-tuks weaving through the crowds, fruit vendors pushing their carts and calling out their wares, and the air filled with the aromas of lemongrass, curry, and flowers.

Peng Mei pointed to a magnificent temple by the roadside and introduced it: "That is the Reclining Buddha Temple. There is a very large reclining Buddha inside. It is said that touching its feet will bring good luck. However, locals say that it is best not to go near it at night. Some tourists have seen figures in white robes wandering around the Buddha hall, as if they are guarding something."

She then pointed to a towering pagoda in the distance: "That is Wat Arun, also known as Wat Dawn. Legend has it that when King Arun ascended the throne here, it was exactly at dawn."

However, there are also many supernatural legends surrounding it, such as the story of a sorcerer who buried a powerful magical artifact beneath the tower, and how crying can be heard on the night of the full moon.

Cheng listened with great interest, and seeing Peng Mei's animated expression, the gloom from his earlier act of killing someone dissipated considerably.

Sunlight bathed the two, casting long shadows, as if trying to prolong the leisurely time on this foreign street.

The streets were filled with a dazzling array of Thai snacks. Cheng Yi followed Peng Mei, tasting as they walked, and ate until she was about 70-80% full.

The grilled squid, brushed with a sweet and spicy sauce, is grilled until the edges are slightly charred, and it's chewy and juicy when you bite into it; the grilled meat skewers are coated with a rich peanut sauce, the aroma of meat mixed with the richness of nuts, and the more you chew, the more flavorful they become.

Thai stir-fried rice noodles are sweet and sour, with the crispness of bean sprouts and the smoothness of rice noodles complementing each other. Topped with a golden fried egg, it's incredibly delicious. And then there's the Tom Yum soup, with its tangy and spicy kick that hits you right in the head. The aroma of lemongrass and kaffir lime leaves lingers on your tongue, and every bite is bursting with tropical flavor.

After they had filled their stomachs, Peng Mei smiled and took his arm: "Come on, I'll take you to my secret house in Bangkok so you can see how we sorcerers live and practice."

As the two were walking forward, a sudden gust of cold wind howled in without warning, whipping up a small tornado in front of them, swirling a few fallen leaves around before disappearing without a trace.

Peng Mei paused, a knowing glint in her eyes, and turned to Cheng Yi with a smile, saying, "It seems my good friend knew I was back and specially sent someone to invite me."

She winked, a hint of mockery in her eyes, "Let's get this straight first, my friend is called Caiwang, and she's a rare beauty and a master of sorcery, especially skilled in blood and bone magic. If you like her, you can pursue her openly, but there's one rule—you absolutely cannot start something and then abandon it."

Cheng Yi pinched her cheek and laughed, "Do you think I'm Alexandre Dumas? Falling in love with every girl I see?"

Peng Mei smiled without saying a word, then pulled him in a different direction and headed towards a secluded villa area on the outskirts of the city.

Upon arriving at the gate of a villa covered in ivy, the gatekeeper was a woman in her forties, dressed in a simple Thai-style long dress. When she saw Peng Mei, her face immediately lit up with a warm smile, and she put her hands together and bowed, saying, "Miss Mei, it's been a long time. You're finally back."

"Third Sister, it's been a long time. How have you been?" Peng Mei returned the greeting with a smile, her tone familiar.

I had only taken a few steps inside when a young woman in her early twenties ran out of the house. She had bright eyes and white teeth, a slender figure, and was wearing a pale yellow dress. She looked lively and energetic.

She hugged Peng Mei tightly and called out in a clear voice, "Sister Mei, you haven't come for so long! I've missed you so much!"

Peng Mei smiled and hugged her back: "My company moved to Hong Kong and I've been busy there the whole time. How could I have time to come back? I finally managed to free myself this time, so I'll definitely spend a couple of days with you, okay?"

The girl nodded repeatedly, but when she caught sight of Cheng Yi beside her out of the corner of her eye, her cheeks flushed instantly. She subconsciously took a step back and asked somewhat shyly, "Sister Amei, is this your boyfriend?"

Peng Mei smiled mischievously: "This is not only my boyfriend, but also my mentor and my master."

She turned to look at the girl, "Ah Shui, what about you? Do you have a boyfriend?"

Ah Shui blushed and shook her head, her eyes unconsciously glancing at Cheng Yi again before quickly lowering her head.

Peng Mei gave Cheng Yi a reproachful look, as if to say, "Look, you're seducing me again."

Then she pulled Ah Shui inside. When they arrived at the villa's hall, a woman of similar age to Peng Mei was standing in the center. She was wearing a dark red traditional Thai dress with intricate embroidery on the hem, and she had a calm demeanor.

Seeing them enter, the woman smiled and was about to step forward when she suddenly stopped, her eyes widening in disbelief as she stared at Peng Mei, her voice trembling: "You...you're a top-tier sorcerer? How is that possible?"

She took two quick steps, grabbed Peng Mei's hand, and sent a burst of magical power through it. However, she was violently shaken away by the surging magical power within Peng Mei's body, and staggered back two steps before regaining her balance.

The woman's expression shifted from surprise to horror, her voice trembling: "Are you really a top-tier sorcerer? How could your magic have improved so much? Could it be... could it be that you found the complete version of that incomplete manual in Hong Kong?"

Peng Mei smiled gently and pointed to Cheng Yi: "I have a master in Hong Kong, it's him."

Caiwang turned his head in the direction she pointed, his gaze falling on Cheng Yi. At first, he was somewhat suspicious—this man looked ordinary, without the gloomy temperament common among mages, nor the outward sharpness of a strong person. He couldn't see anything special about him.

The more she read, the more astonished she became, until finally she was speechless with surprise.

Because she discovered that she couldn't see through the man opposite her at all. When she tried to probe him with her magic, she only felt that his strength was like an unfathomable ocean, and his hidden pressure was like a silent torrent. If he wanted to, he could crush her into dust in an instant.

A storm raged in Caiwang's heart: Who exactly is this man? Why does the fear intensify the more he looks at him? He even feels a faint urge to kneel before him.

She stared blankly at Cheng Yi, her heart pounding with emotion, and her legs suddenly went weak. Ah Shui, who was beside her, reacted quickly and supported her.

Peng Mei sighed inwardly – ​​she knew this would happen, but she didn't expect it to come so quickly.

She stepped forward, helped Caiwang sit down on the sofa, and said softly, "Mr. Cheng is not only my mentor, but also my master."

Chaiwang grabbed her arm, his voice urgent: "How did you fall to this state? Did he threaten you? Tell me, I'll help you figure something out!"

Peng Mei gently shook her head, signaling her to calm down: "Take a closer look at my master. With his abilities, does he need to resort to threats?"

Caiwang looked at Cheng Yi again, but this time she only glanced at him before quickly looking away, a feeling of indescribable inferiority welling up inside her.

This feeling was something she had rarely experienced in her life—even when facing the Thai royal family, she had never felt the difference in status and rank so clearly.

Faced with Cheng Yi's gaze, she only wanted to prostrate herself on the ground in awe, not even having the courage to look him in the eye.

Who is this person? Could he be a member of the Thai royal family? But even the King of Thailand doesn't have such imposing presence.

She suddenly remembered that two years ago, when the reincarnated Living Buddha from China came to Thailand to preach, she had accompanied Master Dagu to pay her respects.

Although the Living Buddha had a humble smile on his face at that time, there was a sense of aloofness and holiness. But even that sense of distance was far less than the shock he felt when facing Cheng Yi at that moment.

Seeing her silence, Peng Mei continued, "Mr. Cheng taught me the techniques of the Chinese Taoist school, and overnight I was promoted from a high-level sorcerer to a top-level sorcerer. With such supernatural abilities, why would he need to resort to threats?"

Caiwang opened his mouth as if to say something, but Ashui whispered, "Sister, Mr. Cheng doesn't seem like a bad person."

Caiwang was startled and turned to look at his sister. He saw that Ah Shui's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were full of shyness when she looked at Cheng Yi, showing a hint of girlish infatuation.

Her face immediately darkened, and she snorted coldly, "How long have you known him? How dare you say such things?"

Ah Shui pouted, and although she stopped talking, the stubbornness in her eyes did not diminish at all.

Just then, the third gatekeeper came in and bowed, saying, "Miss, a woman named Sarah has brought her son to see you. She says she has urgent business."

Caiwang glanced apologetically at Peng Mei: "Amei, please sit down for a while. I'll go and greet the guests."

Not long after, a woman in her thirties walked in with a boy who looked eight or nine years old.

The woman was pretty, but there was a lingering weariness and worldliness between her brows. She was wearing a faded dress and seemed a little awkward.

Upon seeing Chaiwang, she immediately bowed and greeted him, her voice tinged with timidity: "Master Chaiwang, my name is Sarah."

Caiwang raised his right hand to stop her, and said to his third sister, "Third sister, take the child to play in the garden for a while, and find him some snacks."

The third sister stepped forward, smiled, took the little boy's hand, and gently coaxed him to go outside.

Chaiwang then turned to Sarah, his tone calm: "There are some things that are not good to say in front of the children. Now, you can say them."

Sarah glanced gratefully at Chaiwang, composed herself, and slowly began to recount her past.

Her life was full of hardships: she lost both her parents when she was young and lived with relatives, where she was often beaten and scolded; when she grew up and got married, her first husband died not long after; when she remarried, her second husband also died unexpectedly; she married ten times in a row, and all ten husbands died one after another.

People in her hometown said she was destined to bring bad luck to her husbands, and even though she was beautiful, no one dared to marry her.

With nowhere else to turn, she had no choice but to bring her son to Bangkok to make a living. However, she had no education or skills and could only rely on her youth and body to earn money, but she could never save any money. Either she would fall ill and go to the hospital, or her son would have an accident. After several years, she was still penniless.

Now that her son is growing up and becoming more sensible, and she herself is getting older, she longs to find a man to settle down with, but she is also afraid that her "husband-killing" fate will harm him.

Normally, she could have managed to survive, but recently, on her way home from get off work, she passed by a cemetery and somehow became the target of a group of malevolent spirits. They came to torment her every night and even tried to possess her son. She sought help from many people, but to no avail. Hearing that Master Caiwang was highly skilled in magic, she came specifically to ask him for help in changing her fate.