[Deep within the "Heaven and Earth" of the [Longevity Realm],]
[You controlled "Number One Other-Self" and once again stepped into this gray, hazy void.]
[It seemed as though every concept had been erased here, leaving only suffocating desolation.]
[The being who had assimilated the [Longevity Realm] was still there. He had no definite form, only a pair of eyes that seemed to pierce through eternity, floating silently in the deepest recesses.]
["Young friend,"]
[His Great Dao's Voice drifted over, without a ripple of emotion, as though he were merely asking in passing,]
["What is your purpose in returning here to see me now?!"]
[Through "Number One Other-Self's" perspective, you felt that invisible pressure and slowly answered with your Great Dao's Voice:]
["Senior, to be frank, I have already learned most of the relevant information. But at this point, I no longer care much about the situation in the [Longevity Realm]..."]
[At this point, you deliberately paused before continuing:]
["I wish to make a deal with you, or perhaps... negotiate!"]
["A deal? Negotiate?"]
[The being seemed quite puzzled, though his tone gave no indication whether that was genuine or feigned,]
["What do you have in mind this time, young friend?"]
[You inwardly cursed him as “Old Schemer.”]
[Even now, this fellow was still playing dumb, as though he had everything in the palm of his hand, yet also as though he genuinely knew nothing.]
[You stopped beating around the bush and laid your cards on the table:]
["Senior, now that things have reached this point, you should know perfectly well why I have come to find you again. Why keep silent about what you know?"]
[Your gaze pierced through "Number One Other-Self," stabbing straight toward the being hidden deep within, whose appearance remained unknown.]
["You want me to help you find