Socially anxious me transmigrated to a world of cultivation.

Upon hearing that his meridians were slowly recovering, Pingfan couldn't hide his excitement, thinking, "Finally, I can take my revenge."

But the old man's next words instantly chilled Pingfan's excited mood.

A thousand years? With this ordinary human body, one can only live for a hundred years at most.

Moreover, this ordinary body is already eighteen years old, which means it only has eighty-two years to live.

By the time the meridians are fully restored, this ordinary body will have long since turned into a pile of bones.

By then, what use will it be if the ordinary meridians are restored?

Thinking about this, my ordinary mood became even more depressed.

As if noticing the ordinary emotions, the old man sighed softly and spoke slowly.

"However, I can help you reach the peak of a body cultivator in a short period of time."

Upon hearing this, Pingfan stared at the old man in astonishment, not understanding what he meant.

When he was unable to cultivate, he tried to become a body refiner, and it took him more than a year to barely reach the first level of body tempering.

Now the old man says that he can help him reach the peak of body refinement in a short time.

That's equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage of a cultivator. If that's really the case, then there's hope for Pingfan to get revenge.

Thinking of this, Pingfan stared intently at the old man and asked in a trembling voice.

"Is what you said true, senior?"

When questioned by Pingfan, the old man snorted coldly in displeasure and said in a cold tone.

"Of course it's true. I am the only remaining immortal on this continent."

When Pingfan heard the old man mention immortals, he looked at him with disbelief.

Although Pingfan was a time traveler, he read quite a few books while spending time with Li Muchan and the others.

Among the books he was looking through was one that described the cultivation realms of cultivators.

According to the book, becoming an immortal is the ultimate pursuit of cultivators and the highest realm for them.

It is said that immortals can create their own worlds and also interfere with the power of the Heavenly Dao in the world they inhabit.

So when he heard the old man say that he was an immortal, Pingfan was shocked, but he could not hide his excitement.

However, Pingfan's excitement didn't last long before he became suspicious.

If this old man is an immortal, then why couldn't he fix his broken meridians, but was able to help him reach the highest level of body refinement?

Seeing the astonished look on Pingfan's face, the old man was quite pleased, and slightly raised his head, waiting for his praise.

However, the old man waited for a long time but did not hear any praise, and thought that he was too shocked to react.

"cough~"

The old man coughed lightly, lowered his head, and looked at Pingfan's situation, only to see Pingfan staring at him with a suspicious look.

Upon seeing Pingfan's expression, the old man's face instantly darkened, and he roared angrily.

"Young man, what kind of look is that? Do you think I would lie to you?"

As he spoke, the old man waved his hand casually, and immediately dark clouds gathered in the sky, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

The sudden change in weather caused Pingfan to look up at the sky in shock.

Such methods of manipulating the weather at will are also recorded in books. Only those who have grasped the power of the laws of nature to a certain extent can do it so effortlessly.

Although one needs to comprehend the power of the Heavenly Dao Laws to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

However, even if one breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, one can only utilize the power of laws, but cannot change the power of laws.

To achieve this, one must be at least in the late Mahayana stage, or even reach the Quasi-Immortal level.

So when they saw the old man lightly wave his arm and change the weather, even if he wasn't an immortal, he was still someone standing at the pinnacle of this continent.

After witnessing the old man's prowess, Pingfan's heart, which had been ice-cold, began to tremble again. He then looked at the old man with excitement and said in a trembling voice.

"Please help me, senior. After I have avenged myself, I am willing to serve you like a slave."

After saying that, Pingfan knelt down in front of the old man and slammed his head heavily on the ground.

The old man had only given it a brief demonstration; no one expected that Pingfan would do something like that.

The old man was immediately startled and quickly said...

"Since we brought you here, it's to help you, so there's no need for such a grand gesture."

After saying that, the old man gestured for Pingfan to get up quickly.

The old man was so nervous mainly because of his ordinary life. Every part of his body was seriously injured, and if he was not careful, he could suffer irreparable damage.

After Pingfan stood up, the old man casually checked on him and breathed a slight sigh of relief when he found that he was alright.

Although Pingfan didn't know why the old man was doing this, he still obeyed him, stood up, and then hurriedly asked.

"Senior, what should this junior do to reach the highest level of body refinement in a short period of time?"

The old man did not answer Pingfan immediately, but instead took out a pill, handed it to Pingfan, and said slowly.

"Taking this will heal your injuries."

After saying that, seeing that Pingfan was looking at him with a puzzled expression, he couldn't help but turn cold and said...

"Leaving aside whether you can withstand the impact of the demonic beast's flesh and blood in your current state, your physical body alone might collapse right from the start."

After listening to the old man's words, Pingfan, who was also aware of his physical condition, put the pill in his mouth and swallowed it.

When the elixir entered his ordinary body, he felt a gentle warmth spreading to every part of his body.

Moreover, as it passes over the injured area, it slowly heals, leaving Pingfan feeling refreshed and invigorated.

Just as Pingfan was still immersed in this feeling, the old man slowly spoke.

"Alright, by tomorrow your injuries will have mostly healed, and then you can begin training your physique."

After saying this, without waiting for Pingfan to speak, the old man waved his hand and disappeared from the spot.

Pingfan stared at the spot where the old man had disappeared, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

He had already given up hope and was almost possessed by a demon, but when his consciousness was fading, he was awakened by the old man's voice and regained his senses.

Then the old man told him that he could help him take revenge, so Pingfan came here.

After witnessing the old man's methods, Pingfan breathed a sigh of relief and regained hope.

Although he didn't know why the old man was helping him, as long as he could get revenge, he would be willing to use him as a medicinal ingredient.

After making this decision in his heart, Pingfan, exhausted from traveling for many days and suffering from physical injuries, finally could no longer hold on.

Leaning against the big tree beside him, his body slowly went limp, and his consciousness began to fade.

A moment later, Pingfan leaned against the big tree and fell asleep.

The old man who had just disappeared reappeared, staring intently at the sleeping Pingfan.

After a long while, the old man withdrew his gaze, looked up at the sky, gazed at the starlight above, and sighed softly.

"This is the kid's fate. Otherwise, given his personality, he might have lived an unknown life."