Socially anxious me transmigrated to a world of cultivation.

Hearing the old man's words, Pingfan was slightly taken aback, and then stared in shock at the Soul-Returning Grass in the old man's hand.

If Pingfan's understanding is correct, this grass, which exudes a faint glow, can bring people back to life.

This also explains why the monkey, which was clearly dead, miraculously came back to life after some time.

The old man stared at the resurrection herb in his hand for a long time before looking at Pingfan and slowly asking.

"Where was this found?"

Upon hearing the old man's question, Pingfan snapped out of his shock and told the old man everything about finding the Resurrection Grass.

Upon hearing this, the old man looked somewhat forlorn, gave a bitter smile, handed the Soul-Returning Grass to Pingfan, and said.

"Keep it safe; you might need it someday."

After accepting the resurrection herb from the old man and hearing his words, Pingfan looked at him with some doubt, thinking to himself.

"The future? I'm just a mortal, with a lifespan of only a hundred years. For cultivators, that's just a blink of an eye."

However, Pingfan did not refute it, but frowned and said.

"Senior, can this Soul-Returning Grass really bring people back to life?"

Hearing the ordinary man's question, the old man chuckled and slowly said.

"That's right, but it's only effective if taken within three days of the person's death."

Pingfan was not surprised by the old man's words.

After all, even the most miraculous medicine cannot bring someone who has been dead for a long time back to life.

Looking at the old man's forlorn expression, Pingfan couldn't help but ask.

"Senior, is there someone you're worried about?"

Upon hearing Pingfan's words, the old man paused slightly, slowly shook his head, and said...

"No, I was just thinking about some things."

After saying this, the old man put away his dejected expression, looked at Pingfan, and said...

"Do you know the origin of the Resurrection Grass?"

Upon hearing the old man's words, Pingfan shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

Seeing this, the old man looked towards a certain place in the distance and began to speak softly.

Legend has it that the Resurrection Grass grows in chaos, absorbing different elements to be nourished.

There is another environment in which the Resurrection Grass can grow: when an immortal with a chaotic body perishes in a certain place.

Over time, the place has become imbued with a chaotic aura, which is why a resurrection herb could possibly grow here.

However, even cultivators at the Mahayana stage dare not easily enter the Chaos Space.

As for immortals with chaotic bodies, there are no immortals left on this continent now.

Because the growth environment of the Resurrection Grass is special and demanding.

Therefore, people on the Spirit Cloud Continent had only heard of the Soul-Returning Grass, but had never seen it.

However, as long as they don't die of old age, they can be resurrected completely within three days of death by taking the Resurrection Herb.

After listening to the old man's words, Pingfan was somewhat puzzled and asked.

"Senior, are you saying that this is the place where an immortal with a chaotic body fell?"

Upon hearing Pingfan's words, the old man nodded slightly, indicating that he was right.

Seeing the old man's actions, Pingfan looked around and asked.

"Which immortal has perished here?"

However, upon hearing Pingfan's words, the old man merely shook his head slightly and did not reply.

Seeing the old man like this, Pingfan looked at him strangely and asked in surprise.

"Senior, aren't you an immortal? How could you not know that immortal perished here?"

Seeing that Pingfan seemed determined to get to the bottom of things, the old man straightened his face and coldly rebuked him.

"Kid, you've talked too much. Don't you still want revenge?"

Hearing the old man suddenly get angry, Pingfan was still a little confused, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Seeing that Pingfan had calmed down, the old man stopped scolding him and instead spoke calmly.

"Young man, you're quite fortunate to have obtained this Resurrection Grass."

Sensing that the old man was reluctant to talk about the immortals who had fallen here, Pingfan chuckled and scratched the back of his head before asking.

"Senior, I have now fully digested the remaining energy in my body. Can I continue to improve my strength?"

Upon hearing Pingfan's words, the old man examined his body, slowly nodded, and said.

"Well done, you can continue to improve the strength of your physical body."

After saying this, the old man did not take out the Chaos Cauldron as he had done the previous two times. Instead, he took out a heart of unknown origin.

Then the old man handed the extracted heart to Pingfan and said.

"Eat these."

Pingfan took the heart from the old man's hand, looked at him with a puzzled expression, and asked.

"Senior, what is this?"

Seeing that Pingfan did not do as he wished, he put on a stern face and said coldly.

"Don't ask so many questions. If you want to improve your cultivation level as quickly as possible, just do as I say."

Hearing the old man's words, Pingfan looked at the still-beating heart in his hand, frowned, then suppressed his nausea and swallowed it.

After Pingfan swallowed the heart, he felt a surge of energy coursing through his body.

A moment later, Pingfan pressed his hand to his heart and squatted down in pain.

The old man was not surprised by Pingfan's reaction and said slowly.

"Bear with it, the pain will pass soon."

As he crouched down, Pingfan seemed not to hear the old man's words. The pain in his body caused him to fall to the ground, his body twisting and contorting.

The old man beside him seemed to realize that Pingfan hadn't heard him, but he didn't offer any help. Instead, he said calmly.

"If you want to become stronger quickly, how can you succeed without paying a thousand or ten thousand times more pain than others?"

After saying this, the old man saw that Pingfan, who had been twisting his body, was now lying motionless on the ground. He slowly shook his head and sighed.

"It seems this method isn't suitable for him. Luckily, we obtained the Resurrection Grass beforehand; otherwise, such a promising seedling would have been lost."

Just as the old man was about to step forward, take out the Soul-Returning Grass, and give it to Pingfan, he saw Pingfan's body move slightly.

Upon seeing this, the old man raised an eyebrow slightly, but did not step forward again. Instead, he waited quietly.

After a long while, the ordinary body, which had just moved slightly, became completely unresponsive.

The old man sighed softly, shook his head with a wry smile, and said...

"That was probably just a twitch before death."

After saying this, the old man walked towards the ordinary corpse, squatted down, and reached out his hand into the ordinary corpse's arms.

Suddenly, Pingfan, who had been frozen for a long time, opened his eyes and began to breathe heavily.

Upon seeing Pingfan's open eyes, the old man's outstretched hand remained suspended in mid-air.

Once Pingfan's breathing calmed down, he saw the old man's outstretched hand freeze less than five inches from his chest.

Seeing this, Pingfan looked at the old man blankly and asked.

"Senior, what are you doing?"

Upon hearing Pingfan's words, the old man realized what was happening, withdrew his hand, coughed lightly, and said.

"I was just checking if you still had a heartbeat."