Immortal through Beast Taming

Drip...

Drip...

Lin Jing's consciousness gradually awoke. He opened his eyes, and a damp and cold breath rushed towards him.

Where is this?

The air was filled with an indescribable moldy smell, mixed with the damp scent of soil. The walls around were covered in moss and dark mold. The sound of dripping water from somewhere made the place even gloomier and more terrifying.

A cell?

After observing the dim surroundings, Lin Jing came to a judgment, finding it absurd.

He had just passed the Immortal's examination and was preparing to follow the Immortal to cultivate, pursue immortality. How could he end up in such a place?

"Awake yet?"

A sharp pain flashed through his brain before he could make further judgments. A weak voice came from nearby, and Lin Jing realized he seemed to have a neighbor.

He wanted to struggle but found he couldn't get up at all. His body was incredibly stiff.

"Don't waste your energy," the voice came again, "we've both been hit with the Body-Binding Technique."

"Who are you?" Lin Jing asked.

"Someone who, like you, was kidnapped by the Immortal traffickers," the person replied.

"..."

Immortal traffickers?

What the hell?

Upon hearing this, Lin Jing quickly recalled.

He was a Transmigrator, from a blue planet.

Once here, he discovered that Immortal Gods actually existed.

Since he was already here, Lin Jing quickly found new motivation.

He wanted to cultivate for immortality!

His memories lingered on how he had painstakingly searched for immortality and, with amazing talent and against-the-sky physique, passed an entry test of a cultivating power called "Cyan Ox Daoist Temple."

Then, everything went black, and he couldn't remember anything until he found himself here.

"Immortal traffickers?" Lin Jing was speechless.

Don't tell him that the cultivating power he worked so hard to find was actually a human trafficking den...

Damn those Immortal scoundrels!

The weak voice came again.

"By the way... brother, what's your physique?"

"To be noticed by the Yin Corpse Sect, you must be like me, a cultivation genius."

"Me? A genius?" Lin Jing didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

Listening to the other person, it seemed true. Perhaps he indeed had some cultivation talent, or he might not even have the value to be sold.

However, this only advantage after his transmigration now seemed to become his death warrant.

"Brother, don't panic, being brought here doesn't mean we're doomed."

"I'm not panicking, so what happens next?" Lin Jing took a deep breath.

He was an optimistic person.

During a severe illness, he had developed an optimistic and positive mindset under the encouragement of friends and family.

With a good mindset, luck wouldn't be bad.

See, he didn't die, did he? He transmigrated.

He had an extra life for free.

"... Yin Corpse Sect, one of the three major Demon Sects in the Cultivation Realm, specializes in illegal human trafficking activities."

"They capture low-level cultivators or mortals with rare physiques and sell them to high-level cultivators as resources for taking over bodies or practicing demon skills."

"Normally, our fates are obvious, either becoming a shell for a cultivator to reincarnate into or being refined into a human pill."

"However, brother..." the person said, "we do have a slim chance to survive, and I was asking about your condition for the reason that some special physiques are not doomed to die."

The weak voice said, "For example, I have the Primordial Yang Body, the best dual-cultivation furnace. Even if I die, I would die of exhaustion during pleasure. If I'm lucky and bought by a kind female cultivator, I might not die... that's the slim chance I mentioned."

Lin Jing was silent.

No wonder you're not panicking.

It seems like you're even looking forward to it.

"So what about you, brother? Let me help analyze it."

"Me..."

What kind of cultivation physique did he have?

From what he knew, in this world, over ninety-nine percent of cultivators initially had mortal physiologies. However, a small portion of lucky ones were born with various attribute Spirit Bodies or special physiques that could often take them further on the cultivation path.

When he joined "Cyan Ox Daoist Temple," the Daoist Qingniu seemed to mention that he had an unparalleled cultivation physique, the Longevity Body!

An unexpected match for a short-lived ghost.

The person said upon stepping on the Immortal path, his lifespan would be at least ten times that of cultivators in the same realm!

The physique's effect seemed modest, but it was better than a mortal body. Lin Jing had already decided to hide in the temple for a few thousand years, cultivate to invincibility, and then appear.

But who knew, just as he was elated, he was...

So, was his Longevity Body real or not?

"If I have the Longevity Body, what would my fate be?" Lin Jing asked.

"Hmm? Longevity Body?!" The Primordial Yang Body paused, then exclaimed in surprise, his tone turning firm, no longer weak.

"You actually have the Longevity Body!"

"Then you're done for."

Lin Jing: ?

"It's rumored that although cultivators with the Longevity Body have a long lifespan, their flesh and blood are said to grant 'eternal life' upon consumption. I've heard that the Longevity Body's flesh is a great nourishment for monsters and irresistibly tempting to demon beasts."

"You might... end up being sold by the Yin Corpse Sect to some Demon King as blood food!" The Primordial Yang Body sighed in regret.

Lin Jing: ?

Tang Monk's meat, is it!

"That's fine, though." Yet the next moment, Lin Jing sighed with relief.

"I still have a slim chance."

"Why do you say that?" The Primordial Yang Body paused.

"Though I don't know much about the Longevity Body, I speculate that the higher the realm of the cultivator with this body, the better the effect upon consumption," Lin Jing analyzed.

"Meaning, after I'm sold, I might not be eaten immediately."

"The Demon King might forcibly enhance my realm for better consumption."

"Moreover, eating it all at once might be too extravagant. If I were the Demon King, I'd slowly improve my quality, drawing blood and cutting flesh for cyclic consumption; this would maximize value. I might even suggest this to the Demon King for a long-term cooperation."

"Isn't that better than being directly possessed..."

"Huh?" The Primordial Yang Body exclaimed in shock.

He wanted to ask, are you a normal person? What have you been through?

But ultimately, he didn't ask...

Both fell silent.

Lin Jing silently gazed skyward once more.

...

Who knows how long later.

With a "boom," a loud noise shook the cell.

Lin Jing and the Primordial Yang Body, who had been silently contemplating with closed eyes, opened them simultaneously.

A great commotion erupted outside, as if a fight was taking place.

Hearing the noise, Lin Jing suddenly thought of a keyword and said, "Brother Lu, didn't you say earlier that the Yin Corpse Sect was involved in illegal activities and is a Demon Sect?"

"This means, in the Cultivation Realm, there must be 'righteous enforcement organizations,' right?"

"If that's the case, then do we have another chance at a path of life, that is, being rescued by the righteous before being sold?"

The Primordial Yang Body leaned forward, unexpectedly observing how quickly Lin Jing reacted. The main thing was his stable mood.

But, his surname wasn't Lu.

"Is that right?" Lin Jing remained calm, knowing that heaven wouldn't close all paths.

This commotion... maybe a righteous immortal came to rescue them!

Once he finished speaking, the stone wall shattered, breaking the huge cell apart. Amidst the flying debris, an immensely strong Black Bear Monster, standing as tall as two men, appeared before Lin Jing.

The Black Bear Monster's muscles bulged, its eyes were blood-red, and as it stared at Lin Jing, saliva dripped from its mouth full of fangs, speaking human words:

"Smelled the scent from a distance..."

"Lucky bastard, to find a 'Longevity Body' in such a small place with only a few weak Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators guarding."

"Looks like I can have a big meal..."

As the Black Bear Monster finished speaking, Lin Jing's smile vanished. Wait, where did this demon come from?