After being reincarnated, I cultivated immortality.

The six of them put on concealment talismans and left Aunt Wang's house, leaving only Yunfan staring at the sleeping Han Xiaobao.

Bai Shu looked at Xicun in the night and said, "I'll go to the village entrance, Lili, you go to the village end, and Jin Haoyu, you find a high place to observe the whole village."

"well!"

After the two left, Bai Shu turned and headed towards the village entrance.

Before long, she stopped in front of a huge stone tablet with the words "Xicun" written on it.

Bai Shu gazed at the stone tablet quietly for a long time before reaching out to touch the engravings on it.

Suddenly, she sensed an unusual aura coming from not far away. She looked around warily but found nothing.

She walked slowly along the path at the entrance of the village, paying attention to everything around her.

After walking a distance and still finding nothing, he stood there pondering for a moment, then turned around and returned to the stone tablet.

As she raised her hand to touch the stone tablet again, that aura reappeared.

Bai Zhu's lips curled slightly. Just as expected!

She ignored it and touched the stone tablet directly, channeling a wisp of spiritual energy into it. As the energy touched the tablet, it lit up and knocked her hand away.

Just then, a figure rushed out from the shadows and launched an attack at Bai Shu. Fortunately, she was prepared and turned around to unleash a burst of spiritual energy to stop the attack.

The two figures clashed, and in the blink of an eye, the other figure was defeated and fell to the ground.

Several golden needles floated in front of him, as if they would immediately pierce him if he made any other movement.

Bai Shu glanced at the person on the ground; he had an ordinary appearance and his cultivation level was only at the eleventh level of Qi Refining.

"Who are you? Why won't you let me touch the stone tablet?" Bai Shu asked, looking at him.

The man lying on the ground was still in shock that he hadn't even withstood a single move and had been defeated. He clearly hadn't expected Bai Shu's cultivation level to be so much higher than his.

Hearing her question, he snorted and stopped talking.

Bai Shu frowned, and the golden needles in front of the man moved forward a few more inches. The man's pupils contracted, and he immediately said, "Stop, stop, stop! I'll talk!"

The man withdrew the golden needle and explained, "My name is Qian Duoduo, and I'm the son of the village chief of Xicun. This stone tablet..."

Bai Shu listened attentively to the man's explanation, while Ling Lili, who had reached the end of the village, was lying on the roof of a house, lifting a tile to look inside.

There were two people talking inside the room.

"Dad, I heard another group of people came to the village today. Could it be that they're here for that thing again?" a young man guessed.

The older man shook his head. “I don’t know. Maybe they’re just passing by. If they really are after that thing, it doesn’t matter. They can’t find it anyway. Let’s see what their purpose is first. We can talk about it later. It’s too early to say anything now.”

The young man was relieved and said, "Father is right. Even people from our own village can't find that thing, let alone outsiders. It's just that too many people have been coming to look for it lately, which is why I'm a little worried."

The young man's father nodded understandingly, "It's not your fault. Let's not talk about that. Tell me, have you been slacking off in your cultivation lately..."

After that, the two talked about cultivation. Ling Lili stopped listening, put the tile back in its original place, and quietly left to check other places.

Meanwhile, Chi Yi, Hua Rongyi, and Kong Bai quietly climbed the trees around the mysterious temple. Their angle was perfect, allowing them to see inside through the temple's windows.

The three waited for a while, and as midnight approached, a man appeared in their field of vision, carrying a basket of offerings and incense into the mysterious temple.

After entering the temple, the man lit incense and candles, arranged offerings, and knelt before the stone statue to pray devoutly.

Chi Yi and the others watched his every move closely.

"I, Chen Wei, a humble citizen, beg the Almighty God to bless my wife so that she may give birth to a son..." He kept repeating this sentence.

Chi Yi, perched in the tree, frowned. She disliked the man's wish, which reminded her of her family in her past life—a family that favored sons over daughters, something she loathed.

The man who called himself Chen Wei prayed fervently for a long time, until midnight.

The stone statue gradually emitted a faint light, as if it had heard the man's prayers and responded to him.

The moment the light appeared, the three people in the tree stared intently into the temple.

Not long after, the stone statue suddenly spoke: "Chen Wei, would you be willing to exchange three years of your lifespan for your wish to come true?"

His voice was ethereal yet authoritative, inspiring an involuntary sense of conviction.

The man who called himself Chen Wei looked surprised, clearly not expecting to have to exchange his lifespan for it. Then he was overjoyed, realizing that his son was more important than his three years of lifespan.

His wife had given birth to three daughters, but his family longed for a son. This time, she was pregnant again, and a doctor said it would be another daughter. He had heard that this omnipotent god was very effective, so he decided to give it a try. He never expected that there really was a god!

Moreover, his mother had his fortune told, saying that he could live to eighty-eight, but even if it was only for one year, he would still live to eighty-five. He felt it was worth it to exchange three years for his son.

After thinking it through, Chen Wei nodded frantically, "I'm willing, I'm willing."

As soon as Chen Wei finished speaking, a contract appeared in front of him.

A serene voice echoed from the stone statue: "Sign the contract, and your wish will be granted!"

Chen Wei reached out his hand, about to press his fingerprint on the contract.

Suddenly, a golden spiritual force opened Chen Wei's hand.

"Who!" The ethereal voice carried a hint of anger.

A male voice came from afar, "Amitabha, lifespan is determined by Heaven. Taking away someone else's lifespan is an evil art. The same applies to the sex of a fetus. If you go against it, it will backfire on you."

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures appeared at the temple entrance. In the middle was a monk with his hands clasped together and his eyes glowing with a faint golden light.

To his left was a beautiful woman holding a jade-green longsword, and to his right was a gentle and refined man holding a divination stick container.

Looking at the scene before him, Chen Wei felt as if a Bodhisattva had come with his two attendants to save him from suffering.