Zhong Shenxiu pondered how to concoct the longevity blood and took a step up a golden staircase.
Unbeknownst to him, his body had transformed from a spiritual body into a real one, possessing the tactile sensation of flesh and blood from the real world.
A "perfect being" could freely switch between soul and physical body.
In other words, without realizing it, his physical body had entered the Spirit Realm and had completely adapted to surviving there.
For an ordinary mystic, reaching this stage meant they could be called a "Spirit Realm creature," inherently different from ordinary humans and not easily killed by firearms.
Even if they died, they could transform into vengeful spirits and continue to exist in the form of a soul.
"Actually… I've already completed most of the longevity blood. Why must I pursue perfection?"
