As long as they were alive, everything was possible. If they lost their lives, however, everything would
be impossible.
âSir, Iâm willing to hand over all my resources and magical treasures, including my storage ring. Please
let me enter the Pool of Afterlife!â that person shouted at the golden wall thrice.
However, there was no reply, as if he had already left. Five minutes later, a few sentences appeared on
the golden force field, âSpread the news there and gather more trialists. I will open the door for you
when you pick a thousand peopleâ.
âF*ck!â
When the trialist saw that kind of written description, they were all dumbfounded. All they wanted was
to curse Alex.
Could he be any more shameless?
All he did was open his mouth and ask for one thousand people. This excluded the fact that they were
only given a day. Where could they find so many trialists for him?
However, no matter how the others protested, Alex did not make another sound.
He began absorbing the holy energy of this place, allowing himself to recover as fast as possible⦠In
fact, the best effect was the aroma wafting front the teapot. A mere sniff would refresh him and wipe
out fatigue. After taking a few breaths and his mental strength had recovered a little, he immediately
dragged it again. Then, he rested again before he dragged it again.
The aroma of the immortal tea containing holy energy Alex had inhaled became denser. Eventually, he
dragged it while inhaling it using his mental strength, forming an equilibrium on both sides. Finally, he
dragged out the pot of fragrant tea that was still emanating heat.
He held it in his hand. It was no longer an illusion but rather a tangible object. The purplish-black teapot
was plain, devoid of any patterns, texts, or symbols.
What wafted out of the teapot was a distinctly clear aroma.
âItâs really a wonderful object!â
Inhaling it hard while facing the mouth of the teapot, Alex became a little intoxicated. He instantly felt as
though he was about to transcend and become an immortal.
The pores all over his body seemed to be relaxed.
Oh, he had pores already?
Surprisingly, Alex found that a layer of membrane had begun to grow on the surface of his skeletal
bones.
âNo way. Am I going to become as ugly as the Corpse Princess?â
When he met the Corpse Princess for the first time, he was shocked to the core by her ugliness. That
layer of muddy film was discouraging no matter how he looked at it. A mere glance would truly send a
chill down his spine. However, he was actually changing in that direction now.
âDid the Corpse Princess become like that because she had inhaled the aroma of this tea?â
âWhat if I drink it? What will happen?â
Once the thought crossed his mind, he couldnât stop thinking about it. It was because the tea was truly
tempting.
âI donât care about it anymore! Iâll try taking a few sips first! It shouldnât be poisoned!â
Alex directly picked up the teapot and poured its contents into his mouth.
That water, which was clearly visible, entered Alexâs mouth. It soon overflowed and dripped down his
chest, but then it disappeared instantly. However, Alex could clearly feel that he had drunk the tea.
Potent energy exploded in his body.
It was soothing!
It was wonderful!
As the holy energy surged even more, he felt his body changing. First, a membrane layer, flesh, and
blood soon followed. Finally, there was skin.
He had not jumped into the Pool of Afterlife, but his physical body was already recovering.