In the Quiet Room of the Immortal Herb Building.
An old man with white hair and beard stroked his beard, his fingers resting on Tao Fengnian's wrist, his brow gradually furrowing.
"Old Du, can I still... make it for three more years?" Tao Fengnian's voice trembled, his expression heavy.
Du Zhong withdrew his hand, sighing long, "Difficult!"
"Then just say it outright, how long can I live?"
"At most a year, and that's with the premise of you maintaining inner peace and nurturing your life."
Tao Fengnian fell silent. The Lifespan Extension Pill was a rare commodity, always short in supply. There was no hope of purchasing one outside; he had to find a way within the Heavenly Interence Sect.
He entered the Dao at thirty, with mediocre aptitude and foundation, failing twice at Foundation Establishment and damaging his core.
