Ten years to become an immortal?
What a joke!
And it could even be sped up—from ten years to a month?
Become an immortal in a month?
And go straight from the Foundation Establishment stage to immortality?
The old woman was left speechless.
Because this was no longer just empty boasting or making grand claims. To her, it was downright absurd—a complete flight of fancy!
It was the sort of thing that only happened in dreams, and that she wouldn't even dare dream of.
If someone else had told her this, she would have merely smiled, then promptly forgotten about it. She certainly wouldn't have taken it seriously.
But when it came from Annie, a troublesome little girl of unknown origins and uncertain strength who called herself the Flame Immortal—and who spoke with such confidence and detail—the old woman couldn't help feeling doubtful.
After all, it really didn't sound made up.
"..."
So she kept staring intently at Annie, watching every tiny change in her expression. She recalled Annie's seemingly wild, yet strangely assured words and wondered what to make of them.
After a long while, she finally spoke, her hoarse voice carrying a trace of hesitation as she sighed:
"In this world..."
"Is there really a spirit-fruit as heaven-defying as a Flat Peach?"
This time, she didn't outright deny it. Instead, she asked whether it truly existed.
"Of course!"
(^▽^)
Annie showed no displeasure at the woman's doubts. She puffed out her little chest, looked straight into the shopkeeper's uncertain eyes, and declared with absolute confidence:
"I never make stuff up!"
o(^｀)o
"If I say it exists, then it exists!"
Of course, just because it existed didn't mean Annie would give one to her. She'd only mentioned it to make the other woman jealous!
(...)
(;￢￢)
"..."
After hearing