230: Do you think ascension is a good thing?

Myriad Corpse True Person's roar echoed in the Dead Spirit Abyss, but this voice no longer held its previous arrogance, only a shrill cry like being fried in hot oil.

The face protruding from the immortal corpse's chest had its features distorted to the extreme, like a crumpled piece of scrap paper. Golden Immortal light erupted from within the immortal corpse; it was a pure rejection reaction.

"No! I am your Revered Master! I am the only one who can revive you!"

Myriad Corpse True Person was still trying to use his Divine Soul power to suppress the will, his Nascent Soul frantically dashing left and right inside the immortal corpse.

"Begone!"

That was the residual instinct of the immortal corpse, the absolute contempt of a high-level life form for an inferior parasite.

*Puchi!*

The immortal corpse's intact right hand actually rose uncontrollably, fingers forming a claw, and thrust fiercely into its own chest!

That hand precisely caught Myriad Corpse True Person's Nascent Soul and then yanked it outward!

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Accompanied by a tragic scream, a light orb as black as ink, still struggling desperately, was forcibly dragged out from the immortal corpse's chest.

It brought out a series of viscous black blood filaments.

That was Myriad Corpse True Person's Nascent Soul, which now looked like a lump of crushed mud, its aura withered to the extreme.

*Bang!*

Like throwing away trash, the immortal corpse slammed the Nascent Soul in its hand onto the ground.

Immediately after, its massive body swayed, seemingly having exhausted its last bit of strength. It knelt on one knee, and the originally brilliant golden light quickly retracted, turning back into a lifeless corpse.

Only this time, it had a faint, jade-like warm luster.

"Run! Run fast!"

The black light orb on the ground—Myriad Corpse True Person's Nascent Soul—reacted the moment it hit the floor.

He was afraid.

Completely terrified.

This immortal corpse was not something he could touch at all; it was a trap!

He turned into a streak of black light, burning his remaining Origin, and charged frantically toward the exit of the Dead Spirit Abyss.

As long as he could escape, as long as he could possess a Physical Body, even if he had to restart his cultivation from the Qi Refinement Stage, he would accept it!

However...

"Where do you think you're going, Old Man?"

A red figure, as if having predicted his route long ago, was currently shouldering a great sword and smilingly blocking the only exit.

Su Hongling grinned, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth.

"Weren't you quite arrogant just now? Wanting to knead me into your body?"

"Come on! I'm right here! Try kneading me!"

"Get lost!!"

Myriad Corpse True Person roared, about to strike with a wave of resentful Souls.

*Snap!*

A dark red long whip appeared out of thin air, directly dispersing that Soul wave and wrapping around his Nascent Soul in the process.

"Tsk tsk tsk, thinking of leaving already?"

Luo Ximei's figure emerged from the Void Realm, her platinum right eye full of playfulness.

"Our debt hasn't been settled yet. That pool of blood of yours got my Revered Master's shoes dirty."

*Sizzle sizzle...*

A cloud of green mist rose.

Chu Weiwei had stood behind Myriad Corpse True Person at some unknown point, holding a small spray bottle and spraying some unknown liquid onto his Nascent Soul.

"This is [Soul-Devouring Powder], specifically for Nascent Soul bodies."

She smiled with a pure and kind face, "Don't worry, you won't die immediately. It'll just feel a bit itchy, like ten thousand ants gnawing on your Soul."

"Ah!!"

Myriad Corpse True Person screamed, feeling his Nascent Soul melting.

"Freeze."

Mu Qingxue delivered the final blow.

A thick layer of Mystic Ice instantly sealed the screaming Nascent Soul inside, leaving only a pair of fear-filled eyes still rolling.

"Revered Master."

The four disciples turned around in unison, looking at Su Lin who had been standing at the back to oversee the situation. Their gazes were like hounds waiting for their Revered Master to distribute meat.

"Caught him!"

Su Lin nodded and walked forward slowly.

He first glanced at the Nascent Soul frozen like an ice sculpture, then his gaze fell on the immortal corpse kneeling on the ground.

He took out the Immortal's head that he had been carrying with him from his storage ring.

"Since the thief has been driven away, let the original owner return to his place."

Su Lin held the head in both hands and walked in front of the immortal corpse.

Although the head was only white bone, the moment it approached the torso, it actually emitted a slight hum.

The torso also vibrated accordingly, as if calling out, or perhaps weeping.

Su Lin gently placed the head onto the empty neck.

*Click.*

A very slight crisp sound.

A perfect fit.

A soft white light lit up from the joint, quickly spreading throughout the body.

Under the nourishment of that white light, the head that was once white bone actually began to grow meridians, flesh, and skin.

In just a few breaths, the image of a middle-aged man with an ancient face and closed eyes appeared before everyone.

He had no breath, no heartbeat, and not even any Soul fluctuations.

But just by kneeling there, he gave off a sense of vastness as if facing the entire world.

This was a true, complete Immortal body!

"Retract!"

Su Lin shouted softly, and the Myriad Heavens Star Chart in his hand unfurled.

This Immortal physique was too strong. If not sealed, the naturally emitted pressure alone would be enough to make living beings within ten thousand miles explode and die.

The star chart turned into a streak of light, sweeping the immortal corpse into it and becoming the brightest star on the scroll.

After doing all this, Su Lin felt a wave of deep exhaustion hit him.

That [Star Resonance] just now, which awakened the immortal corpse's will, had almost exhausted all of his Divine Soul power.

His body swayed slightly.

"Revered Master!"

Relying on her sturdy body, Su Hongling was the first to push the others aside and pulled Su Lin into her arms, the force nearly choking him.

"Old Man, are you okay?! Did that old bastard ambush you just now?!"

"Gently... a bit gentler..." Su Lin's face turned pale.

"Oh oh oh!" Su Hongling quickly let go, but still gripped Su Lin's arm tightly.

"This place is not suitable to stay for long."

Cold Moon glanced at the surrounding Dead Spirit Abyss, which was beginning to collapse.

With Myriad Corpse True Person gone, the Formations here lost their support and would soon be swallowed by the void turbulence.

Black Sea Market, Coffin Shop.

The hunchbacked Old Man was pacing anxiously in the shop.

He had just felt the terrifying vibrations coming from the direction of the Dead Spirit Abyss; it was an earth-shattering commotion.

"Old Ancestor... should be fine, right?"

His heart was pounding.

Just then, the Teleportation Formation in the center of the shop suddenly lit up.

The Old Man's face brightened with joy, and he hurriedly knelt: "Welcome back, Old Ancestor, in triumph..."

The light dissipated.

What stepped out was not the Old Ancestor he was longing for, but a handsome young man and five incredibly beautiful yet murderous women.

There was also a little person with distorted features frozen in a block of ice.

The Old Man was stunned. He looked at the little person in the ice block, and the more he looked, the more familiar it seemed.

"This... this is..."

"This is your Old Ancestor."

Su Hongling slammed the ice block onto the table, making the coffin lids throughout the room jump.

"How is it? Isn't this look unique?"

The Old Man was so scared he fell on his butt, trembling all over: "You... you..."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Yue Xiaoxiao floated out from behind, holding a Soul-Locking Chain.

"You should go accompany your Old Ancestor too."

She had no sympathy for someone who aided such a villain... Myriad Corpse True Person's Nascent Soul was thawed and then imprisoned in the center of the table by Su Lin using [Drawing a Prison on the Ground].

To prevent him from self-destructing, Chu Weiwei fed him Spirit-Dissipating Powder, Luo Ximei placed a Soul-Locking Curse on him, and Cold Moon applied an Imperial Dao Seal.

It could be said that he had no way to escape.

"Speak."

Su Lin sat in a chair, holding a cup of hot tea, his expression indifferent.

"About the Upper Realm, about that hole, and... why is the Immortal path severed?"

Myriad Corpse True Person's Nascent Soul was now only the size of a palm and looked extremely weak.

He looked at Su Lin with venom, but under the watchful eyes of the five surrounding women, he knew he had no room for bargaining.

"Hehe... since I've fallen into your hands, I admit defeat."

His voice was as thin as silk, yet it carried an indescribable desolation.

"You think Ascension is a good thing?"

"You think that hole was an accident?"

Myriad Corpse True Person gave a miserable laugh.

"Wrong, all wrong."

"Three thousand years ago, I saw the truth in an ancient ruin."

"The Immortal path... was personally severed by the people of the Upper Realm!"

"What?!"

Everyone was shocked.

Su Lin frowned: "Why?"

"Because of... fear."

Myriad Corpse True Person's gaze became distant.

"This world, the Lower Realm we are in, is actually a cage, or rather... a ranch."

"The great experts of the Upper Realm treat this place as a breeding ground for something."

"But they don't want us to go up. Because once we go up, we will take their resources and even... threaten their status."

"So, they severed the Immortal path and blocked the Ascension channel."

"And those so-called immortal corpses..."

Myriad Corpse True Person pointed toward Su Lin's storage ring.

"They didn't die in battle."

"They are... watchers, jailers who died here."

"I revived the immortal corpse not for Ascension, but to... kill my way up!!"

By the end, Myriad Corpse True Person's voice even carried a hint of frantic joy.

"Only with the power of an Immortal can this cage be broken!"

"What a pity... what a pity... it failed at the last step!"

The hall was deathly silent.

This truth was too heavy and too dark.

If it were true, then wouldn't all their cultivation and efforts be within someone else's calculations?

"So that's how it is..."

Su Lin put down his teacup. There wasn't much shock in his eyes; instead, there was a hint of realization.

In fact, when he saw the Myriad Heavens Star Chart and the Eye of Heavenly Dao, he already had a vague suspicion.

The rules of this world were too targeted toward him.

It was like a pre-set program trying its best to exclude all uncontrollable viruses.

And he was the biggest virus of all.

"Regardless of whether what he says is true or false."

Su Lin stood up, his gaze sweeping over his five disciples.

"Our path will not change."

"Since those above don't want us to go up, then we will... fight our way up."

"If the path is broken, we will rebuild it. If the door is closed, we will kick it open."

"As for those guys who treat us like pigs..."

Su Lin sneered.

"I will let them know what it means to nurture a tiger that will eventually bite back."

"Revered Master is mighty!"

Su Hongling was the first to respond, waving her fist, "Fight our way up! Smash their nests!"

"I like this plan." Luo Ximei licked her lips, "The Divine Souls of those so-called Immortals up there should be quite delicious, right?"

"I'm going to poison them!" Chu Weiwei began rummaging through her poison store.

"I will freeze their time." Mu Qingxue's expression was cold.

"Then I... shall go and conquer that land." Ambition burned in Cold Moon's eyes.

Looking at this group of high-spirited Rebellious Disciples, the gloom in Su Lin's heart was swept away.

With such a group of "filial" disciples, even if the Heavenly King himself came, he would probably have a headache.

"However, before that..."

Su Lin changed the subject and looked at Myriad Corpse True Person.

"You still have one use."

"What?" Myriad Corpse True Person was stunned.

"Since you've studied immortal corpses for thirty thousand years, you should have a lot of experience in the Fusion of Soul and Physical Body, right?"

Su Lin pointed at Gu Qing.

Gu Qing had been standing silently in the corner. Ever since swallowing the Demon Seed, his state had been unstable.

"Help him completely refine the Demon Seed, integrate it into his Physical Body, and achieve a true Demon Physique."

"Can you do it?"

"This..." Myriad Corpse True Person glanced at Gu Qing, a flash of surprise in his eyes, "This kid is a ruthless one, he didn't go crazy after forcibly swallowing a Demon Seed? Fine, I'll take this job. But... after it's done, give me a quick death."

"Deal."

Su Lin nodded.

After dealing with Myriad Corpse True Person's matters, Su Lin felt a deep sense of exhaustion.

This trip out, fighting to the death and having to engage in a battle of wits and courage with these disciples, was truly too tiring.

"Alright, everyone disperse."

Su Lin waved his hand.

"I need to rest."

"Revered Master!"

"Who's attending your bed tonight?"

"Get out!!!"

"Revered Master."

"Who's attending your bed tonight?"

"Get out!!!"

..."Get out!!!"

This roar contained all the helplessness and collapse Su Lin had accumulated throughout the day.

Accompanied by this roar, the Myriad Heavens Star Chart was passively triggered once more. Starlight turned into a repulsion halo, pushing the five "wolf-like" female disciples surrounding him three zhang away.

"Ouch!"

Su Hongling was pushed so hard she sat on her butt, grumbling dissatisfiedly: "Old Man, what are you doing? You didn't even use this much force when we were fighting just now!"

"Revered Master..."

Luo Ximei stabilized herself, her heterochromatic eyes misting over as she bit her lower lip aggrievedly, "Are you forgetting your old loves now that you have a new one? You were fighting side-by-side with us just now, and now you're turning your back on us?"

"Shut up!"

"Look at yourselves right now! Do you have even a shred of the decorum of Great Cultivators?"

"Attending my bed? I can't believe you'd even think of that!"

"In that battle just now, every one of you was wounded or crippled. Although I healed you, doesn't your Foundation need to be stabilized? Doesn't your state of mind need to be calmed?"

Su Lin put on the face of a strict teacher. Although he knew this trick had limited effect on these Rebellious Disciples, he at least had to maintain control of the situation.

"Now, immediately, right now! All of you, go back to your rooms and meditate to adjust your breathing!"