Immortality
Just as his palm was about to touch the gift, a voice rang out from outside the door.
"Chairman, those two people are waiting at the door."
Mu Chunsheng's palm paused in midair.
He glanced in the direction of the office door and slowly withdrew his hand. The son behind him instantly understood and pushed Mu Chunsheng towards the position opposite the sofa.
"Let them in."
As his words fell, two figures draped in black robes walked into the room. At the same time, the butler and Mu Chunsheng's son consciously backed out of the door, leaving only Zhong Qi to personally protect Mu Chunsheng's safety.
As the office fell into silence, the two figures draped in Black Alchemical Robes spoke one after another:
"Wuji Domain Witchcraft Association, Feijia, Six Claws, greet Chairman Mu."
Please take a seat, you two. Zhong Qi, brew some tea."
The two were not polite either, sitting side by side on the sofa. The curtains in the office were not drawn open, and in the dim light, those two Black Alchemical Robes appeared even more mysterious.
Feijia took the hot tea handed over by Zhong Qi, blew on it gently, and then put it back on the table,
"Chairman Mu, let's cut to the chase... Presumably, Li Ruohong has already disclosed some of the situation to you. We came this time to represent the Wuji Domain, hoping to reach a cooperation with the Beidou Consortium."
Mu Chunsheng smiled slightly, leaning his whole body against the back of the wheelchair, and slowly spoke,
"I've negotiated quite a few cooperations, but cooperating with a Realm is the first time I've heard of it... How massive is a Realm? For example, the Red Dust, besides our Beidou, there are also four other top consortia, various political groups, and hundreds of small towns scattered like stars on a chessboard. And above all our civilian forces, there is also the existence of [Floating Life Painting]...
I heard the forces in the Wuji Domain are even more intricately intertwined. On what basis can your Witchcraft Association represent the entire Wuji Domain?"
Hearing this, a smile hooked up the corners of Six Claws' mouth, and he spoke calmly and confidently:
"Right now, we can represent the Wuji Domain... Or to put it another way, the Wuji Domain is already ours."
Hearing the latter half of the sentence, Mu Chunsheng's brows furrowed slightly, seemingly having heard something from it, astonishment flashing in his eyes.
He took a sip of the tea Zhong Qi handed over, 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 Domain, we lack nothing."
"The Beidou Consortium indeed lacks nothing." Feijia paused for a moment, "Then what about you, Chairman Mu?"
"Me?"
Mu Chunsheng froze for a moment, then laughed heartily, "In this Red Dust Domain, as long as [Floating Life Painting] doesn't intervene, I am the king here. As long as it's something I have my eyes on, there is almost nothing I can't get... Do you think I still lack anything?"
"There is one thing you definitely don't have."
"Oh? What?"
"Immortality."
Mu Chunsheng's expression instantly froze.
"...What?"
"Immortality." Feijia repeated again, "The ultimate fantasy that countless emperors in history sought but failed to obtain, what all humanity dreams of... Immortality."
Mu Chunsheng stared fixedly at Feijia, his gaze seemingly wanting to swallow him alive. After a full few 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 youthful even after hundreds of millions of years?" Feijia was very satisfied with Mu Chunsheng's reaction. He smiled and said, "In this world, only our Wuji Domain can do it... Only our Witchcraft Association can do it."
Mu Chunsheng's breathing instantly became heavy, no longer having his calm composure from just now. His aged body began to tremble. Just as he was about to speak, he coughed violently the next moment.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough... Immortality... This is too illusory." Mu Chunsheng covered his mouth and said weakly, "On what basis should I believe you?"
"You will believe us."
Six Claws slowly stood up from the sofa, his eyes slightly narrowed as he sized up Mu Chunsheng, "Today is Chairman Mu's birthday, and we've also prepared a gift for you... You can treat it as a deposit, I believe you will be able to feel our sincerity from it."
"...What gift?"
"Chairman Mu, your health doesn't seem to be too good?"
"...It's skin cancer." Mu Chunsheng took a deep breath, "A few years ago, I was diagnosed with this disease. I frequently traveled to various Realms just to seek medical treatment... Although people will inevitably contract cancer when they reach a certain age, I really don't want to die... Later, I met a Path of the Physician in a Realm. He replaced a portion of my skin and flesh, extending my life for a few years, but ultimately it only treated the symptoms and not the root cause."
"Then what if we can help you solve this disease today?" Six Claws' voice rang out leisurely.
"Really???"
"What the Path of the Physician cannot do doesn't mean the Path of the Witch God cannot... It's just that the methods are slightly different." Feijia pulled out a parchment from his robe, which was inscribed with various complex symbols and Markings. "Since we came today, we prepared in advance. It only takes ten minutes for us to help you undergo a Complete Transformation 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."
In Mu Chunsheng's murky eyes, an excited light flickered. This condition was too tempting for him. Even without "Immortality," he was willing to sacrifice everything he currently had to restore his health. Without much hesitation, he nodded heavily:
"Alright, if you can really do it, the Wuji Domain will be the Beidou Consortium's absolute ally!"
The corners of Feijia and Six Claws' mouths turned up slightly, seemingly very satisfied with the current situation. Six Claws spoke again:
"However, there is one thing we have to tell you first... To cure your illness, we need to Sacrifice a young body that is the most compatible with yours. I remember you should have a son, right?"
Mu Chunsheng was stunned,
"Does it have to be a son... I also 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.
Beside him, Zhong Qi's brows unconsciously furrowed. 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 pretend we never mentioned this..."
"No."
Before Feijia finished speaking, Mu Chunsheng interrupted him in a deep voice.
Mu Chunsheng took a deep breath, a look of determination flashing across his murky eyes. He turned his head to look at Zhong Qi, his voice as low as if it came from an abyss:
"...Go call Haowen in."