"Senior Sister, why don't we conceal this man? It's been three hundred and sixty years since any man ascended to the Xuan Yin Domain, not even a single boy has been born. This is the first in three hundred and sixty years!"
The round-faced junior sister said, unable to help but swallow.
"Junior Sister, you must be tired of living. Our Master is only a True Immortal elder, but our Sect Leader Uncle is a Profound Immortal.
The Sect Leader Uncle's man died a hundred years ago, and she doesn't have a man either."
The oval-faced senior sister was much calmer. Although she was also salivating, she firmly rejected this beautiful suggestion.
The chubby-faced junior sister looked at the figure in the ascension pool with resentment, her expression constantly changing with madness.
"But it's truly unwilling to hand over this man like this!
Why don't we kill him? If we can't have him, no one else should!"
As she spoke, a long spear appeared in the chubby-faced junior sister's hand, and she eagerly prepared to strike with a fierce expression.
"Killing him now seems a bit of a waste.
We still have 75 days left for our patrol in the Black Ant Wilderness. Let's enjoy it together for these 75 days."
"Okay! Okay! Okay!
Senior Sister, you go first."
The chubby-faced girl excitedly pulled Yang Hong, who was soaking in the ascension pool, out.
As soon as he was out, he quickly unleashed his divine sense to listen to the commotion outside and indeed heard a terrifying conversation.
"Junior Sister, are you foolish? This person clearly hasn't soaked in the ascension pool for forty-nine days, nor has he completed his immortal body transformation. If we pull him out now, he's not a complete immortal."
"Senior Sister, he's going to be killed anyway, so we might as well use him sooner. Who cares if he's an immortal or not."
"Both you and I are Heavenly Immortals in cultivation. What use would it be to enjoy a body that isn't even an immortal? How many times do you think we can use it?"
"Senior Sister, the cost of opening this pillar is so high and so substantial, it should be usable several times. Since he's going to be killed anyway, it doesn't matter if it's used up."
"Hmm, that's true. Then let's pull him out, hang him to dry for half a day, drain the ascension essence, and take him back to the cave before sunset."
Yang Hong now wished he could die, but he didn't even have the ability to commit suicide!
He never expected the immortal realm to be like this!
Those who had just ascended had to soak in the ascension pool for forty-nine days to transform into true immortals, and during this period, they were unable to move.
He frantically circulated the "Pure Wind Breathing Technique," and the surrounding spiritual energy and immortal energy could quickly enter his body, but they also dissipated from his body just as quickly,
as if his body was a sieve full of holes.
He could also sense that under the soles of his feet, some kind of energy was slowly altering his body structure. Obviously, the pool he had been soaking in was the ascension pool, and the water was used to transform the immortal body.
Now that he had been pulled out of the ascension pool and drained, he couldn't transform into a true immortal body at all, and he was likely going to be killed!
"Junior Sister, you're holding it wrong. It should be like this."
Just as Yang Hong was filled with despair, the senior sister spoke again. Under the impetus of her magic power, the net-like magical artifact could even change shape.
Yang Hong sensed that his pillar was released from the net, his body was bent, and then the pillar was re-submerged into the ascension pool.
"Heh heh~ Senior Sister is still smart. This way, we can play for a long time."
The round-faced junior sister clapped her hands in approval, then said to Yang Hong:
"Mortal from the lower realm, I know you're awake and heard our words. If you don't want to die, use all your immortal essence to train your lower body. If you satisfy us, we'll spare your life, otherwise, you can wait for death!"
"..."
Yang Hong just wanted to say, "My life is so bitter!"
Others transmigrated and became invincible, but he, just as he felt he was powerful, was taught a lesson.
He was invincible below the Immortal level in the Tai Yuan Realm, and due to the threat of the Golden Immortal demon race, he had quickly ascended.
Originally, he thought that even with various competitions in the immortal realm, with his qualifications, everyone would rush to take him as a disciple, and then he could become a core disciple of a sect, or an immortal second-generation, and live a comfortable life in the immortal realm.
He never expected the immortal realm to be like this, not only barren but also filled with snakes, insects, rats, and ants;
the so-called immortals killed people and demons as casually as eating and drinking.
One word: terrifying!
This was not what he imagined the immortal realm to be, nor was it consistent with the information he had obtained from the souls of previous immortals.
He had already digested the soul of a lower-realm immortal from the Tian Ji Sect in the lower realm. The immortal realm he saw in it was not much different from the cultivation world, and it was even more beautiful.
'Did I ascend to the demon realm?'
This thought, once it arose in Yang Hong's mind, could not be dispelled.
'No, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I cannot give up!'
Yang Hong had roughly understood the words of these two sisters. They likely intended to cultivate and extract his essence. Perhaps he could cultivate and extract their essence in return, and maybe he could survive.
Thinking of this, he stopped circulating the "Pure Wind Breathing Technique" and instead circulated an ancient technique he had obtained long ago, the "Su Nu Yin Cultivation Technique"!
This technique was the core cultivation method of some female cultivator sect, originally for cultivating Yang to supplement Yin. However, after being perfected and improved by the [System], it had become Yin cultivation to supplement Yang for him.
Moreover, it specialized in cultivating the dantian and the five inches below the dantian, which was very suitable for the current situation.
As Yang Hong circulated the technique, the calm white ascension pool flowed up his pillar, covering his dantian.
Seeing this, the two immortals seemed very excited and lowered his body further.
Time passed quickly, and the light in the sky and on the earth grew dimmer.
"Junior Sister, we should go. If we're any later, the Black Armored Ants will come out."
"Let's go quickly! Let's go!"
As the two spoke, Yang Hong's divine sense sensed that the surrounding scenery was constantly receding, but the speed did not seem fast. In his perception, it was only about the speed of a Qi Refining stage cultivator flying with a sword.
If we simply calculate the speed, it might only be a hundred kilometers per hour, the speed of a car on the highway.
This surprised him greatly. Should immortals not be able to travel like lightning, covering a hundred thousand miles in a single somersault?
Why were they so leisurely?
The sky completely darkened. The clothes of the two immortals emitted a faint white fluorescence, and their speed tripled. After flying for another quarter of an hour, they stopped.
In front of a giant black rock, the melon-seed-faced senior sister struck a series of hand seals at the rock, which was at least sixty zhang wide. The rock opened a gap only three feet wide at the bottom.
Yang Hong felt his pillar brush against the stone walls, and it was only rubbed for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before it ended. This passage within the giant rock was at least tens of miles long.
However, he couldn't see, hear, or smell, so he couldn't accurately judge how long this passage was.
But he knew that these two immortal sisters were very anxious.
He had just been put down, and before the time it took to drink a cup of tea, he was enjoyed by the chubby, round-faced junior sister.
If he could shed tears, he would have been weeping uncontrollably by now.
Beasts!
All he could do was circulate the "Su Nu Yin Cultivation Technique" with all his might, to prevent himself from being cultivated.
Three hours later, he had not been cultivated. The satisfied chubby junior sister was directly dragged away by the oval-faced senior sister, who then took her place to enjoy him.
Yang Hong, who had been circulating his technique all along, discovered that through his pillar, he could absorb a tiny bit of essence similar to the ascension essence in the ascension pool. Although it was very little, it was indeed a trace.
This was hope!