"There really isn't anything there!" Little White Fox had come up beside Lin Bai at some point. She stared at the smooth, bare patch in amazement and poked Bai Feng. "Don't immortals need to have babies?"
"Get away," Bai Feng snapped. "Celestials live forever. Why would we use the filthy breeding methods of mortals from the lower world?"
"..." Little White Fox froze, then slunk away awkwardly.
Lin Bai looked at Bai Feng with pity. Sure enough, if you never ate meat, you would never know how delicious it was.
You have no idea what you're missing.
Lin Bai silently continued shaving Bai Feng while casting the Truth-Telling Spell on him.
The ominous feeling in Tuo Hai and the others' hearts grew stronger. Unable to hold back, he asked, "Where did the predecessors from my sect who ascended go?"
"Inferiors naturally do inferior work," Bai Feng said disdainfully. "Ants will always be ants. We gave you an incentive to ascend, and you really thought you could come up here and become immortals and patriarchs? We want ants like you to come up and serve us, do menial work, and entertain us..."
The faces of Tuo Hai and the others abruptly darkened, bitterness filling their hearts. So this was the truth behind ascension?
They had cultivated painstakingly in the lower world, survived nine deaths for a single chance at life, and endured tribulation lightning to ascend, only to become inferiors who entertained these sexless creatures?
"If you want us here for your amusement, why put tribulation lightning in our way?" Nanrong asked through gritted teeth.
"Celestials are stronger than you from birth. If your cultivation is insufficient, any stray cat or dog could kill you. You couldn't even do ordinary work. What use would bringing that trash up here be? Letting