Ten thousand I am across the heavens

After being truly captured by the eldest son, these sixth-level cultivators realized the enormous difference in strength between the two sides and also understood the terrifying nature of the eldest son. But by then, it was too late.

Chen Feng was such an opportunist. He originally intended to take this opportunity to enter the eldest son's body and obtain a Rank 6 Immortal Gu. Now, he had achieved half of his goal—he had successfully been captured and entered the eldest son's body, albeit alive after his defeat.

Chen Feng initially thought he was doomed to die after being captured inside such a monster. However, his experience was completely different from what he imagined. His limbs and every joint of his body were imprisoned within the flesh of his eldest son, and his true essence and immortal energy were sealed by some unknown means. Fixed within the flesh, he couldn't even move. He felt as if he had become an ordinary person, dependent on breathing to survive and needing enough food to avoid starvation. The eldest son's flesh had transformed into tubes, directly inserted into his body through his nasal cavity and mouth, controlling his breathing.

Chen Feng hadn't yet realized the seriousness of the situation. But the fact that even his breathing was being controlled made him feel extremely uneasy.

His unease was quickly confirmed. His eldest son's flesh and blood, ever so insatiable, penetrated every possible crevice in his body, even his ears. With his ears plugged, even the sounds he heard were controlled. And that wasn't the most outrageous part. The most terrifying thing was his eyes; Chen Feng had already sensed it. The eldest son's goal seemed to be to take over his five senses—to control all his external senses, thereby achieving complete control.

So he kept his eyes tightly shut, thinking that as long as he kept his eyes closed and didn't see anything, his eldest son would be able to control his vision. But that was incredibly naive.

A thin, sheet-like tentacle pried open the gap in his eyelids, and a soft, thin sheet gently adhered to his eyes, sealing off his vision like a blindfold. He could see nothing at all. Even when he opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything.

This made him realize something was wrong. Closing his eyes was simply closing his eyelids. But what if the medium displaying the images was inside his eyelids? In an instant, images from the "Ghostly Chronicles" flashed before his eyes. If he were a modern person familiar with computers, he would understand that these images were actually tests of the screen. Unfortunately, he wasn't just staring in horror at these bizarre images; they became clearer and clearer. Trying to close his eyes was useless; everything he saw transformed into what his eldest son wanted him to see.

As the scene before him became clearer, the test images disappeared, replaced by a peaceful forest. The scene before his eyes was like entering a paradise. He was surrounded by lush peach trees, and not far away was a clear lake with water so clear that he could see the fish swimming in it. He was now in such a paradise-like environment.

Chen Feng looked down at his hands. To his surprise, he found that he had regained his normal mobility. The only difference was that he was now an ordinary person with no supernatural powers. However, he could feel the clear texture of the tree trunks around him, the grass under his feet, and the flowing water in the lake. He could also smell the fragrance of the grass and taste the sweetness of the lake water.

This gave him a disorienting feeling. Just a moment ago, he was in a dark, bloody wall, his bodily functions controlled by tentacled tubes. How did he suddenly find himself in such a paradise? Could it be some kind of illusion? But he couldn't find any trace of an illusion being cast.

However, he quickly realized the answer. Remembering that his vision had just been taken over, he suddenly realized he was now inside the eldest son's body. Did that mean his vision, hearing, smell, taste, and touch could all be taken over by the eldest son? If all these senses could be taken over, then everything he perceived was what the eldest son wanted him to perceive. Everything he saw was more real than the most realistic illusion, because it was indeed real information perceived through his own senses, only that this information had been processed.

Thinking of this, his face turned grim, because he had a vague idea of ​​what his eldest son planned to do to him. Soon, a piece of information popped into his mind.

"Pick the peaches from the tree and put them in the basket by the lake." It was a rather brief message, yet also an order. Chen Feng frowned. He walked to the lake and saw that there was indeed a basket there. The peaches on the tree weren't very tall, so even if he was using an ordinary person's body, completing the task wouldn't be difficult.

But he instinctively resisted carrying out these orders. Instinct told him that if he did, he would face utter ruin, a fate far more tragic than death.

A countdown began to appear at the back of the mission. As the countdown progressed, he felt a strange fear growing in his heart. For some reason, he felt that if he abandoned the mission, something equally terrifying would happen.

But he chose to fight to the bitter end, watching the countdown reach zero. The instant the countdown ended, excruciating pain erupted from every nerve in his body. Chen Feng had fought countless battles and been injured many times in his life; he had crawled through mountains of corpses and seas of blood to get to this point. He wasn't exactly an iron man, but he was certainly incredibly determined. Yet, this moment, the pain ingrained in his very soul completely exceeded his limits of endurance, causing him to tremble uncontrollably. His body convulsed uncontrollably, as if he were about to faint from the pain. But he couldn't faint immediately. The pain was perfectly positioned at that critical point, preventing him from losing consciousness.

This inhuman torture lasted for a full three minutes. When he was finally freed from the pain, his eyes were lifeless, as if he had been completely broken.

At this moment, a new task prompt appeared again. The task was the same as before, but with an additional note: the penalty duration would be doubled.

Chen Feng realized a terrifying fact: if he didn't complete the task, the duration of each punishment would double. After a dozen or so times, the punishment would be so long he couldn't even imagine it. Three minutes had almost killed him; he couldn't fathom the horror of six or even twelve minutes. It would be a torment far worse than death. Although he didn't want to carry out the task, didn't want to submit to his eldest son, he never wanted to experience that pain again. So, reluctantly, he climbed the peach tree, picked a few peaches, and put them in the basket by the lake. The task was very simple. As he completed it, the information in his mind transformed into a completion notification.

He had assumed that after completing his initial task, he would be met with a series of different missions, constantly pushing himself and increasing their difficulty, thereby enhancing his obedience.

But the reality was quite different. After completing the second mission, the subsequent missions didn't trigger instantly. Instead, he experienced an incredibly intense sensory stimulation. He felt every nerve in his body, every inch of his skin, every corner, felt an unparalleled pleasure, a feeling far more exhilarating than the blissful moment he remembered on his wedding night.

He collapsed to the spot, his eyes even rolling back in his head. This sensory stimulation, exceeding physiological limits, was something even the immortals of this world were experiencing for the first time.

Over the past few days, the eldest son has already conducted an in-depth analysis of the physiological structure of the human body and immortals. Immortals have a higher level of perception than ordinary people. This also means that, theoretically, the pain and pleasure they can feel are more extreme than those of ordinary people. This heightened perception is indeed a form of evolution, but it is also a severe test of one's mental will.

Without a strong enough willpower, it would be difficult to control such sensory experiences that are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Chen Feng's willpower wasn't weak, but it was far from enough to perfectly control his body. At least, he couldn't withstand the sensory stimulation that his eldest son provided, which exceeded the limits of the human body.

As he awoke from that unparalleled blissful state, the feeling upon seeing the mission again was entirely different. If only he could complete the mission once more, if only he could experience that feeling again afterward.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but want to complete the task; this feeling was truly irresistible. He even experienced withdrawal symptoms, feeling an unbearable torment instead of the physical pleasure he was experiencing. While this feeling wasn't as intense as the pain he had previously endured, it constantly urged him to complete the task. He finally realized what his eldest son intended to do to him: enslavement through contracts was indeed possible. However, that level of enslavement carried significant risks. If a loophole was found and the contract broken, betrayal could occur at any moment. But if, like training a dog, a person was made to submit from the bottom of their heart, willing to carry out any task, then even without a contract, without the constraints of soul and body, that person's loyalty could still be guaranteed.

Although he understood the eldest son's tricks, he often found himself unable to refuse, even knowing he was facing a trap. The intense sensory stimulation constantly drew him in, while the unbearable pain constantly reminded him that he had no choice. He had to obey as much as possible, and in this sensory-constructed world, time flowed faster than in the real world. This meant he was undergoing round after round of transformation, round after round of cognitive reshaping. In the real world, perhaps only a day or two had passed, but his mental will had been completely distorted in the process.

The difficulty of the tasks gradually increases, and their impact on the individual's will and dignity becomes increasingly severe. Tasks begin to present him with the opportunity to call upon his master. However, constrained by his own senses, his will can only choose to submit. During this process, the eldest son's powerful soul force also invades his consciousness, directly creating shackles upon his soul and body.

In this situation, his body, his soul, and even his own will would be completely subjugated. Even if he were rescued in the future and the restrictions on his soul and body were lifted, his mind could never return to its original state. He would have become the eldest son's slave in every way.

Ultimately, Chen Feng couldn't resist the intense sensory stimulation. He completely sold his soul and will to his eldest son. In the days that followed, he could be subjected to his eldest son's terrifying punishments at any time, or he could receive the rewards he longed for at any time for completing tasks.

The biggest advantage of this forced domestication method is that it preserves the immortal's own will. Although the eldest son can access memory information through the brain, much of these newcomers' memories are stored within their own Gu worms; the memories contained in their brains are only a portion. Besides this, there's the issue of cultivation levels. Some schools have distinct levels; for example, the Dao of Refining has Master, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, and Supreme Great Grandmaster levels. There are also Quasi-Master, Quasi-Grandmaster, and Quasi-Great Grandmaster levels. These levels will completely disappear if their will is erased. Although the cultivation levels of these sixth-level immortals might not be considered very high, it's better than nothing for the eldest son. While the eldest son currently possesses strong learning abilities, reaching the Great Grandmaster level in every school is not something that can be done quickly. This makes the recruitment of talent meaningful.

Through repeated cognitive distortions, Chen Feng became completely loyal to the eldest son. After he no longer had any thoughts of resistance, the real benefits finally arrived. The eldest son began to modify his body, and the modified body was far stronger than his original body.

The eldest son's cells were directly injected into his body, granting him the ability to instantly heal most injuries. This also increased his physical strength more than tenfold. And this was just the simplest enhancement of the eldest son; like an ultimate life form, he could transform into any life form. This was already incredibly powerful, but what's even more terrifying is that the eldest son could extend his body into his immortal aperture.

[To be continued]

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