Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

Chapter 651: Chapter 433: Imperial Banquet, Minor Achievement in the Opening Mansion Technique! (Double Chapter)

Just as he expected, when the mastery reached the Minor Success Realm, the success rate of this Opening Mansion Technique only increased by ten percent.

If it continues to increase at this rate, when the experience is fully accumulated and reaches the Perfection Realm, the success rate of this Opening Mansion Technique will at most be fifty percent.

Even with treasures like Earth Core Fire Liquid to assist him, theoretically, it is impossible to achieve a hundred percent breakthrough to the Grandmaster Realm.

”It seems that even with the panel’s support, not all problems can be easily solved...” Song Changming looked at the information presented on the panel and frowned.

He has always disliked gambling on luck.

But wanting to step into the Grandmaster Realm, it seems that this matter truly requires the right time, place, and people, along with some elusive fortune.

Unlike any past breakthrough in cultivation realm.

Many Martial Arts Grandmasters of the Human Race have also only succeeded after failing once, twice, or three times, persevering through difficulties.

And every failure requires enduring the pain of failure, spending a lot of time recovering, repairing the martial foundation, and then trying again for the Grandmaster Realm, until success.

Even his Grand Marshal of the Nineteenth Army, Hu Tomb, recounted his failure when breaking through to the Grandmaster Realm.

Fortunately, the damage he caused himself after his failed attempt was not too severe, just dispersing some Gang Qi and closing a Celestial Martial Vein.

Only after seven years did he attempt a breakthrough again, successfully opening the Purple Mansion.

Moreover, even someone as strong as the Prince Cui reportedly failed once, not smoothly at all.

Only that Grand Marshal Hu Donghuo of the First Army succeeded in one attempt and completed the opening of the Purple Mansion.

”It shouldn’t be...” Song Changming always felt that this shouldn’t be a matter of pure luck.

Or rather, luck should not be such a large factor.

Through years of pondering and judging based on the panel data, the key to entering the Grandmaster Realm should be the Magic Technique and personal aptitude and potential.

The Magic Technique is a necessity, generally having good or bad grades, like the grade of Martial Techniques, determining the most basic breakthrough success rate.

In addition, personal aptitude, namely the height of Dual Spiritual Root Attributes, probably also greatly influences whether the Purple Mansion can be opened and the Grandmaster Realm entered.

Even the higher these dual attribute values, the smaller the damage failure causes, correspondingly increasing the tolerance rate.

Not having to bear irreparable costs from one failure, a point evident from the situations of Prince Cui and Hu Tomb.

They were both geniuses with towering talent at the time; it was precisely because of their high talent and solid martial foundation that even if they failed once, they could continue trying again until they succeeded.

For Song Changming, it’s somewhat regrettable that he can only see his own attribute panel and not use others’ potential values for reference.

Therefore, he is not sure whether his dual attribute aptitude value over a hundred is high or low compared to talents like Hu Tomb and Prince Cui.

If his aptitude potential is high enough, as he thinks, he can slightly relieve his psychological burden and boldly try a breakthrough.

Even if he fails, he has the confidence to try again.

”Even if I can’t compare to martial arts geniuses like Prince Cui and Hu Tomb, my potential value shouldn’t be low...” Song Changming thought to himself.

Before long, upon arriving at the station, the troops stationed felt like coming home, with a mysterious sense of familiarity.

This Nineteenth Army’s city outskirts station is the place they are most familiar with.

Song Changming returned to the main city, carrying documents to report to Hu Tomb, discussing task details and obtaining a period for troop rest.

”Changming, that kid Donghuo, you’ve met him, right?” After discussing official business, Hu Tomb set the document down and asked.

Song Changming nodded.

Not only met, but they’d already fought a round.

Listening to Song Changming’s recount, Hu Tomb showed some helplessness.

”Donghuo has always been like that since childhood; he loves causing trouble and refuses to be disciplined. If it weren’t for his once-in-a-century martial aptitude, his legs would’ve likely been broken by the family’s elders.”

Hu Tomb’s implication was to tell Song Changming that Hu Donghuo’s actions were purely personal and unrelated to him or the Hu Family.

He was afraid Song Changming would overthink due to this and misunderstand.

”But one thing he said is true, Prince Cui indeed wants to take you along to attend this upcoming Imperial Banquet.” Hu Tomb added a sentence at the end.

”Is this already finalized?” Song Changming asked with some surprise.

”Yes, it was decided just yesterday by Prince Cui, scheduled for a month from now. Then you will accompany Prince Cui there; in fact, the end of your Nineteenth Army garrison task also considered this visit to the Imperial Capital...” Hu Tomb continued.

Leaving from Hu Tomb, Song Changming’s mood was inexplicable.

Regarding going to the Imperial Capital, he wasn’t overly thrilled, merely viewing it as a chance to see the world.

After spending many years in the Ancient Abyss Country, he could count on two hands the number of times he’d left Cui Bai Dao, not many.

Not that he was unwilling to go far; it’s just that Yun Province is so vast. Even divided into thirty-six paths, each territory is grand like a small country.

Not only Song Changming, but ordinary civilians’ foot-travel was even more limited; many likely wouldn’t have left Cui Bai Dao even once their entire lives, a most common phenomenon.

As for the Imperial Capital, Song Changming had never been, so if he had expectations, it would be meeting the Human Race’s Emperor Yun.

The entire Human Race occupies the Three States, separately governing themselves, resulting in three supreme emperors of the current era. Emperor Yun is one of them!

Meeting such a great figure and admiring them is a fortunate event worthy of boasting about for a long time, making it hard for Song Changming not to be curious.

From Hu Tomb’s place, it only took a few steps to reach his large mansion in the Second District.

Over eight years, the current Song Residence is no longer unknown.

On one hand, due to his great fame in the army, calling it the Song Residence is more like referring to the Marshal’s Mansion in the city!

On the other hand, Song Ping’an’s expanded industry and influence have become substantial even if still outmatched by top Noble Families in Cui Bai Dao, yet impactful.

If Song Ping’an wasn’t his butler here, elsewhere he’d be respectfully called ’Lord’.

”Patriarch.”

”Patriarch.”

”...”

In the mansion, hundreds of servants stopped to greet the returning Song Changming.

A Da and A Er also walked over briskly.

”Young Master.”

Their address to Song Changming differed from those later servants.

Only those close enough to him can call him ’Young Master’.

A Da and A Er no longer cook or fetch water; Song Ping’an is the Song Residence’s chief steward, while they are his left and right hands, effectively assistant stewards.

”Were there any incidents while I was away?” Song Changming asked.

”Nothing major...” A Da thought for a moment, shaking his head.

During the many days Song Changming was away, it wasn’t entirely eventless.

But those were trivial life matters to be handled by the chief steward Song Ping’an, not worth occupying the Young Master’s valuable time.

Song Changming didn’t ask much further, heading straight back to his patriarch’s main courtyard.

Dahuang and White bounded out from the courtyard, cheerfully greeting Song Changming.

In these years, these two guard dogs have noticeably grown larger, standing on the ground, an ordinary person can’t reach their backs.

Their palm-like paws are almost half as long as a person, one swat could shatter a human body.

With these loyal dogs, no one dares cause trouble in his patriarch’s main courtyard.

”Alright, alright.”

As before, Song Changming selected two large pieces of Water Demon’s meat from the Heaven and Earth Ring as gifts for the dogs upon returning.

The Water Demon’s meat was icy cold, perfect for the current June heat, both dogs treasured it, carrying the meat with delight.

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