"What? You don't believe me?" I shot back. The great White Marsh Beast shook its head and said, "It's not that I don't believe you. I just can't imagine you actually pulling it off."
I couldn't help giving a bitter smile. It seemed the great White Marsh Beast had been paying out unilaterally for too long. All it had seen was the side of others exploiting it; it had never seen what others could give in return.
That wasn't strange, because the White Marsh Beast had reached the Heavenly Dao Realm. Almost no one could offer it any benefits anymore. If someone at the Heavenly Dao Realm could even restore their lifespan, they would truly be terrifyingly powerful—especially in the territory of the Immortal Transformed.
Gaining immense power while giving up nothing in lifespan would naturally be unreasonable. Immortal Transformed cultivators generally had short lifespans as well, so it was hardly surprising that the great White Marsh Beast's lifespan had been depleted so severely.
"Then let's wait and see. There'll always be a way to keep you alive. As for keeping you alive for the long term, I can't guarantee that." I smiled. The great White Marsh Beast remained unmoved and continued galloping through the dense primordial energy of the Ninth Heaven.
Although it was old and frail, it was still at the Heavenly Dao Realm. On top of that, since it wasn't skilled in attacking, it was even better at avoiding ferocious ancient beasts of the primordial wilderness. Thus, the White Marsh Beast's speed had always been among the best of all spirit beasts. It was naturally as swift as wind and lightning, and even a supreme treasure at the Infinity Realm like the Flower of Realm Power couldn't compare.
Granted, it was still a little inferior to the