Chapter 564: Immortality

Just as his palm was about to touch the gift, a voice sounded outside the door.

"Chairman, those two people are waiting at the door."

Mu Chunsheng's palm paused in mid-air.

He glanced toward the office door and slowly withdrew his hand. His son understood immediately and pushed Mu Chunsheng toward the spot opposite the sofa.

"Let them in."

As the words fell, two figures draped in black robes walked into the room. At the same time, the butler and Mu Chunsheng's son consciously exited the door, leaving only Zhong Qi to protect Mu Chunsheng's safety at close range.

As the office fell into silence, the two figures in black robes spoke one after another:

"Wuji Realm Witchcraft Association, Feijia, Liuzhua, greetings to Chairman Mu."

Mu Chunsheng wore a smile, his face, which looked as if it had been pieced together, trying to appear as "kind" as possible. "Before, I also went to many realms and saw all kinds of people, but I really haven't had contact with your Witchcraft Association. After hearing about it from my nephew, I've been wanting to meet you two, and today I finally have the chance.

Please sit, both of you. Zhong Qi, pour the tea."

The two didn't stand on ceremony and sat side-by-side on the sofa. The office curtains weren't drawn, and in the dim light, those two black robes appeared even more mysterious.

Feijia took the hot tea handed over by Zhong Qi, blew on it gently, and placed it back on the table.

"Chairman Mu, let's get straight to the point... I presume Li Ruohong has already revealed some of the situation to you. We are here this time representing the Wuji Realm, hoping to reach a cooperation with the Beidou Consortium."

Mu Chunsheng smiled slightly, leaning back against his wheelchair, and spoke slowly:

"I've talked about cooperation quite a bit, but this is the first time I've heard of cooperating with a realm... A realm is so vast. For example, in Red Dust, besides us at Beidou, there are four major top-tier consortia, various political groups, and hundreds of small towns scattered like stars. And above all our civilian forces, there is the existence of [Fusheng Hui]...

I heard that the forces in the Wuji Realm are even more intricate. Why should your Witchcraft Association be able to represent the entire Wuji Realm?"

Hearing this, Liuzhua hooked the corner of his mouth into a smile and spoke calmly and confidently:

"Right now, we are able to represent the Wuji Realm... or to put it another way, the Wuji Realm is already ours."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Mu Chunsheng's brow furrowed slightly, as if he had sensed something, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

He sipped the tea handed over by Zhong Qi, pondered for a long time, and spoke again:

"Why should I cooperate with you? The Beidou Consortium has already reached the pinnacle in the Red Dust Realm. We lack nothing."

"The Beidou Consortium indeed lacks nothing," Feijia paused for a moment. "But what about you, Chairman Mu?"

"Me?"

Mu Chunsheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud. "In this Red Dust Realm, as long as [Fusheng Hui] doesn't intervene, I am the king here. Whatever I set my eyes on, there is almost nothing I cannot get... Do you think I would still lack anything?"

"There is one thing you definitely do not have."

"Oh? What is it?"

"Immortality."

Mu Chunsheng's expression froze instantly.

"...What?"

"Immortality." Feijia repeated it again. "The ultimate fantasy that countless emperors in history have sought but never attained, and that all humans dream of... Immortality."

Mu Chunsheng stared fixedly at Feijia, his gaze as if he wanted to swallow him alive. After several seconds of dead silence, he spoke hoarsely:

"Are you joking with me?"

"No joke, Chairman Mu... Don't you want a body that will never get sick, never age, and remain forever young even after billions of years?" Feijia was very satisfied with Mu Chunsheng's reaction and said with a smile, "In this world, only our Wuji Realm can do it... only our Witchcraft Association can do it."

Mu Chunsheng's breathing became heavy instantly, and he no longer had his previous calm and composed demeanor. His aged body began to tremble, and just as he was about to say something, he began to cough violently the next moment.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough... Immortality... that is too ethereal." Mu Chunsheng covered his mouth and said weakly, "Why should I believe you?"

"You will believe."

Liuzhua slowly stood up from the sofa, narrowing his eyes as he sized up Mu Chunsheng. "Today is Chairman Mu's birthday, and we have also prepared a gift for you... You can treat it as a down payment. I believe you will be able to feel our sincerity from it."

"...What gift?"

"Chairman Mu, your health doesn't seem very good?"

"...It's skin cancer." Mu Chunsheng took a deep breath. "A few years ago, I was diagnosed with this disease. I often travel to various realms just to seek medical treatment... Although everyone gets cancer to some extent after reaching a certain age, I really don't want to die... Later, I met a Medical Divine Path practitioner in a realm who replaced some of my skin and flesh, extending my life for a few years, but it was ultimately treating the symptoms and not the root cause."

"Then what if we could solve this disease for you today?" Liuzhua's voice rang out leisurely.

"Really???"

"Just because the Medical Divine Path can't do it doesn't mean the Witchcraft Divine Path can't... It's just that the method is a bit different." Feijia took a piece of parchment from his coat, which was recorded with various complex symbols and patterns. "Since we came today, we prepared in advance. It will only take ten minutes for us to help you be reborn and restore your health... In ten minutes, you will be able to walk to the venue on your own two feet with a healthy body and personally enjoy this birthday banquet."

Excitement flickered in Mu Chunsheng's murky eyes. This condition was too tempting for him. Even without "immortality," he would be willing to sacrifice everything he had to restore his health. He didn't hesitate much and nodded heavily:

"Good, if you can really do it, the Wuji Realm will be the absolute ally of our Beidou Consortium!"

The corners of Feijia and Liuzhua's mouths curled up slightly, seemingly very satisfied with the current situation. Liuzhua spoke again:

"However, there is one thing I must tell you first... To cure your illness, we need to sacrifice a young body that is most compatible with you. I remember you have a son, right?"

Mu Chunsheng was stunned.

"Does it have to be a son... I have a nephew, can he do?"

"No, it must be your own flesh and blood. Only then can we ensure that you grow healthy flesh and blood."

Mu Chunsheng fell silent.

Zhong Qi, who was on the side, also frowned involuntarily. He looked at the old man sitting silently in the wheelchair, seemingly waiting for his answer.

"Of course, if you are unwilling to sacrifice your own son, then we'll just pretend we never said anything..."

"No."

Before Feijia could finish speaking, Mu Chunsheng interrupted him in a deep voice.

Mu Chunsheng took a deep breath, a flash of determination flickering in his murky eyes. He turned to look at Zhong Qi, his voice low as if coming from the abyss:

"...Go call Haowen in."