This Is An Immortal

Both of them were already experts in Blood Transformation, so three days and three nights without eating, drinking, urinating, defecating, or sleeping was easy.

However, just staying there and doing nothing was truly agonizing.

It wasn't until noon on the ninth day that a figure appeared in the center of the Immortal Hall.

Besides Ning Yutan and the other eight pre-selected Immortal Seeds, there were two additional reserve Immortal Seeds.

One of them was participating in the Immortal Ceremony for the first time. At eighteen years old, he had achieved Minor Success in Blood Transformation, slightly below the standard of complete Blood Transformation.

The other was a second-time participant, twenty-seven years old, who had achieved Great Success in Marrow Cleansing.

In addition, the Emperor, at the very apex of the Immortal Bestowed Dynasty's food chain, also appeared.

He was dressed in plain clothes, stripped of all adornments, with his hair simply down. If not for someone addressing him as "Palace Master" beside him, Li Ji'an wouldn't have recognized any trace of kingly aura, nor the slightest bit of the majesty that comes from holding a high position, let alone the demeanor of an emperor chosen by heaven. Instead, his aged face was filled with anticipation and trepidation, appearing just like an ordinary old farmer.

It was no wonder he was so full of anticipation and trepidation. After all, according to the oral decree of the Immortal Master from the previous Immortal Ceremony ten years ago, if this session continued to select Immortal Seeds for the Immortal Realm with the same dedication, he would be bestowed with a Longevity Immortal Pill.

However, because two qualified Immortal Seeds of high standards were attacked and killed, he was forced to select two reserve Immortal Seeds to fill their places.

The quality was naturally inferior. He not only worried about the Longevity Immortal Pill slipping through his fingers but also feared the Immortal Master's wrath.

With a show to watch, time no longer felt as difficult to endure. Li Ji'an carefully observed everyone in the hall, trying to extract as much information as possible.

From Ning Yutan's playful little movements, though much more solemn now, he could tell that the Immortal Seeds had not been subjected to any coercive measures or control.

Judging by the Emperor's attitude towards them, he seemed quite respectful and eager to please. It appeared the Emperor believed these Immortal Seeds might have the potential to become Immortal Masters in the future and return.

Furthermore, Ning Yutan's ill omen had not yet appeared, which made Li Ji'an somewhat doubtful.

"Buzz~" Another day passed. With a sound like a sonic boom from high in the sky, the Immortal Seeds and the Emperor in the hall below jolted. They all immediately prostrated themselves as per their prior training, their foreheads touching the ground, waiting respectfully.

At this moment, the entire Immortal Seeking Palace, except for this core Immortal Hall which was now open, had all its doors and windows sealed with paper. No one was allowed to glimpse the immortal's arrival.

Only in the side building's private room were Li Ji'an and Ning Sujin staring with wide eyes, gazing with great surprise at the unidentified flying object in the sky that resembled a small boat.

"A Flying Boat?" Li Ji'an's mind immediately recalled the flying magical artifacts from the Xianxia novels he had read before his transmigration.

However, before he could think further, the scene in the sky changed again.

The Flying Boat suddenly disappeared, and a figure with flowing robes appeared, suspended in mid-air.

He quickly followed the pre-arranged plan with Ning Sujin, circulating his Vital Energy and Blood to dissolve the False Death Pill held under his tongue. His body suddenly went limp, and they both collapsed in place, only their eyeballs able to move with difficulty.

Immediately, a stream of light flashed beneath the figure in the sky, carrying him as he swooped down, heading straight for the circular opening left specifically for the Immortal Descends above the Immortal Hall.

"Flying Sword!" This time, Li Ji'an saw it very clearly. It was indeed a Flying Sword.

Similarly, the other party's face came into view.

He didn't have the ethereal demeanor he had expected, nor any obvious signs of demonic nature. He was an ordinary middle-aged man, appearing no different from a common Martial Artist in the mortal world at first glance. The only difference was the slight indifference and arrogance in his eyes as he surveyed the Immortal Seeds and the Emperor below.

After landing in the Immortal Hall, the Flying Sword beneath the Immortal Master suddenly shrank and then disappeared into his sleeve. The Immortal Master landed gracefully.

"Rise and reply," the Immortal Master said after landing, his tone calm and indifferent.

"This humble servant Zhao Hongsheng, along with ten Immortal Seeds, pays respects to the Immortal Master. May the Immortal Master's lifespan be as boundless as the heavens, and his fortune as immense as the sky!" The Emperor immediately led the way with three bows and nine kowtows.

"Are these the Immortal Seeds for this session?" The Immortal Master scanned Ning Yutan and the other nine people expressionlessly.

"Replying to the Immortal Master, these ten are indeed they."

"Hmm? Not yet perfected Blood Transformation? You couldn't find any better Immortal Seeds?" Suddenly, the Immortal Master's gaze sharpened as he stared at the reserve Immortal Seed.

The Emperor's expression changed instantly, and sweat beaded on his forehead involuntarily.

"Immortal Master, please calm your anger. Immortal Master, please calm your anger. There was indeed an accident this session. It's all the fault of those damned thieves. They ambushed the Immortal Seeds. They deserve to die..."

"Hmph! Mortal affairs have nothing to do with me. If you are incompetent, I will find someone else. I don't care who does my work or who receives the rewards. I only care about the result."

"Immortal Master, please forgive me, Immortal Master, please forgive me. Please give this humble servant another chance. I promise there will be no more mistakes." The Emperor's face was bloodless as he frantically kowtowed.

"If the quality declines again in the next session, you will no longer be qualified to see me," the Immortal Master snorted coldly.

"Thank you, Immortal Master, thank you, Immortal Master. This humble servant will do my utmost and will not disappoint the Immortal Master again..." The Emperor let out a long sigh, accompanied by a wave of disappointment. The Longevity Immortal Pill promised ten years ago was naturally out of the question.

The Immortal Master no longer looked at him. He raised his eyes to look at the ten Immortal Seeds, his attitude becoming much gentler. "You all possess immortal potential. You should not fail heaven's grace. Follow me to the Immortal Realm immediately. If you achieve success in your future cultivation, do not forget today's connection."

"We respectfully obey the Immortal Master's decree!" Ning Yutan and the other nine responded in unison.

"Do not resist!" The Immortal Master nodded, waved his large hand, and the ten Immortal Seeds rose into the air with him, slowly ascending into the sky.

After passing through the circular opening above the hall, the Flying Boat from before was released by the Immortal Master. It grew in the wind, and then took everyone inside.

Without any delay, it transformed into a stream of light and shot straight towards the northern sky...

The next day, at dawn.

The Immortal Hall, which had been heavily guarded in the preceding days, returned to its usual emptiness after the Immortal Master's departure. Apart from a few eunuchs and palace maids on duty, there were no longer any guards.

"This is immortality!" Li Ji'an and Ning Sujin's medicine began to slowly dissipate, and their facial muscles could move, allowing them to communicate.

However, at this moment, both of them were lost in thought and remained silent.

"Strictly speaking, it should be cultivators!" Li Ji'an now had a concept of the "immortals" in this world.

This outcome left him very satisfied.

The Demonic Path needed no further explanation. Compared to the Divine Path, the Primordial World, and other parts of the Immortal Realm, their starting points were too high. Various unpredictable Spiritual Powers and Immortal Methods were too profound and unreasonable. His secret of Rejuvenation would likely be exposed, making the risks too great.

As for this world of mortals cultivating immortality, although it was also fraught with danger, it was the lesser of two evils.

Being cautious and steady, as long as he didn't die, he could accumulate power generation after generation, and there would eventually be a day when he became an immortal.

"Sister Jin, has the ominous sign for Yutan been dispelled?" This was his only remaining doubt.

Ning Sujin snapped out of her deep thought and looked at Li Ji'an, whose face was close to hers. She instinctively wanted to move away.

However, her entire body was weak and limp; only her face could move slightly.

She exerted all her strength, but not only did she fail to move away from Li Ji'an's face, their initial cheek-to-cheek contact turned into mouth-to-mouth.

Their eyes met. Ning Sujin was overcome with shame and anger. She wanted to turn her head, but she no longer had the strength.

Feeling the soft, warm lips press against his mouth, Li Ji'an was also helpless. Ning Sujin was pressing down on him, trapping him in the corner with his head against the wall. Turning was almost impossible.

"Can't you just move a little?" Seeing that Li Ji'an wasn't actively turning his head, Ning Sujin said, somewhat exasperated.