In his heart, an unbidden heaviness arose, as he slowly opened his mouth:
"Dare I ask, Taoist Master, is there a Medicine of Immortality?"
The figure in the green robe seemed not to have expected Yi to ask this question, and was momentarily stunned.
Then with a curious expression, he said:
"Medicine of Immortality... is that your request?"
Yi, not expecting the other to seemingly indeed have it, hurriedly nodded:
"Yes, I wish to seek a portion of the Medicine of Immortality!"
The figure in the green robe couldn't help but ask curiously:
"I see you are still young. At your realm, living to one hundred and fifty should not be difficult. If you advance further and reach Class VI, you might even live many more years. Are you considering matters of life and death so early?"
Yi shook his head:
"If I feared death, I suppose by following you, Taoist Master, I could attain longevity. I seek this Medicine of Immortality for the Shaman Master."
"For the Shaman Master?"
