Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on Su Mei's face.

He observed her reaction with great interest and said slowly:

"I remember you asked me what I thought back then. I chose you, Palace Master Su."

Upon hearing this, Su Mei was taken aback at first, and then the scene from that time flashed through her mind.

In front of everyone, Lin Feng said with a grin that he was only so-so about Lu Xian'er, but he thought Palace Master Su was quite charming.

At the time, she thought the boy was deliberately flirting with her.

She was quite annoyed, but out of respect for He Yuanyue, she couldn't show it, so she could only pretend not to hear it with a cold face.

But now that Lin Feng has brought up the old matter again, the meaning is completely different.

At the time, she thought Lin Feng was just an arrogant and ignorant young man, but now she knows.

It was a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator speaking to her.

The same words carry vastly different weight when spoken by people of different statuses.

For a moment, Su Mei felt her heart pounding, and a panic she had never felt before surged into her heart.

She has always been in control of the situation, and others have always been careful around her. She has never been pressured like this before.

Despite her dissatisfaction with Lin Feng's rudeness, Lin Feng's strength left her powerless to resist.

The difference between the Nascent Soul Realm and the Golden Core Realm is like heaven and earth.

If Lin Feng really wanted to do something to her, she would have no chance to resist, and wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

Su Mei bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and her voice carried a hint of weakness that she herself was unaware of:

"Lin Feng, with your talent and strength, what kind of woman can't you get?"

"If you just asked, all the powerful families in Nanhua County would be vying to marry their daughters to you. Why do you insist on bothering me?"

When she said this, there was even a hint of pleading in her tone.

She truly didn't understand. With Lin Feng's qualities, what kind of stunning woman couldn't he find?

Young and beautiful, talented, and from prominent families—he could have as many as he wanted with a wave of his hand.

Why keep focusing on her, a woman who is no longer young?

Lin Feng would never say something like he wanted you to be his bodyguard.

He still wore that enigmatic smile.

"There's no need for so much nonsense."

The conditions are simple: you become my woman, and I will help you overcome the Tribulation of the Three Nine Heavens and assist you in breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.

If you're not interested, then pretend I didn't say anything, and we'll part ways here.

Su Mei's heart raced again, so fast it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest.

The difference between Golden Core and Nascent Soul is like heaven and earth.

Whether it's strength or lifespan, it's a doubling or even several-fold increase.

No matter how strong a Golden Core cultivator is, they are nothing more than a slightly larger ant in front of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Once you step into the Nascent Soul Realm, it's like a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate, opening up boundless possibilities.

More importantly, the earlier one breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, the more beneficial it will be for future cultivation.

Every extra day spent in the Golden Core stage is a depletion of future potential.

Su Mei, on the other hand, has been stuck on this hurdle for decades.

She remained stuck in that limbo, unable to take that final step.

Who doesn't yearn to improve their strength?

Who wouldn't want the power to turn the world upside down with a flick of the wrist?

Who wouldn't want to go further and stand higher on the path of cultivation?

Having cultivated Taoism for decades, Su Mei understands the importance of strength better than anyone else.

Without strength, Yulan Palace is just a fish on someone else's chopping board;

Su Mei hesitated for a moment. Reason told her that this was a tremendous opportunity, but emotionally she still couldn't get over that hurdle.

She asked softly, "How do I know if you can do it?"

"Transcending the tribulation of lightning is no child's play. The Heavenly Tribulation of the Three Nines is terrifying; countless geniuses have perished under its power. What makes you think I should believe you?"

Lin Feng smiled slightly, his smile filled with confidence and certainty.

Instead of answering directly, he asked a question in return:

"Then guess why my master was able to survive the Tribulation of the Three Nine Heavens?"

Upon hearing this, Su Mei's pupils contracted sharply.

She was one of the first to receive news of He Yuanyue's breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage.

At the time, she was wondering how He Yuanyue, although a senior Golden Core peak cultivator with profound strength, could suddenly break through after being stuck at the Golden Core stage for so long.

Not only did he break through, but it is said that the whole process was clean and efficient, with almost no serious injuries, making him the first Nascent Soul cultivator in the Cangxuan Sect in hundreds of years.

This can only be described as a miracle in the cultivation world.

It should be known that the danger of undergoing the Three-Nine Heavenly Tribulation is a nightmare that lingers in the hearts of every Golden Core Peak cultivator.

Su Mei had always thought that He Yuanyue was just lucky, or that he had some hidden trump card.

But now that Lin Feng has asked her this, she suddenly understands.

Her voice was somewhat dry, as if something was blocking her throat:

"You mean...you really have a way to resist the lightning tribulation?"

Lin Feng nodded, his tone calm: "Of course."

"If you're willing, we'll consummate our marriage tonight, and then I'll take you to undergo your tribulation at midnight."

Hearing Lin Feng's blunt and explicit words, Su Mei's cheeks instantly flushed red.

For many years, no one has dared to speak to her like that.

Palace Master Su, who is in charge of Magnolia Palace, is known for her cold-faced and iron-fisted nature. Who would dare to show her the slightest disrespect?

Lin Feng not only spoke, but he spoke with such confidence that it was a perfectly reasonable deal.

This put Su Mei in a state of extreme confusion.

Logically speaking, Lin Feng's offer was simply too tempting.

Helping her break through to the Nascent Soul stage was something she had been dreaming of.

Moreover, Lin Feng's own conditions are impeccable. He has extraordinary talent, unfathomable strength, and is tall and handsome. No matter how you look at it, he is an excellent support.

Looking across the entire Nanhua County, there is no other Daoist partner more outstanding than him.

There's really no other choice.

But emotionally, the thought of her apprentice, Lu Xian'er, being Lin Feng's fiancée made her feel ashamed.

I just can't bring myself to do it.

What kind of master would steal his apprentice's man?

If this gets out, how will she maintain her standing in the cultivation world?

What will Lu Xian'er, the disciple, think when she finds out?

For a moment, Su Mei was torn between her inner conflict and unable to make a decision.

Seeing this, Lin Feng knew that Su Mei was interested.

This woman, though she may seem hesitant on the surface, already has the answer in her heart.

He understood this mentality all too well: wanting benefits but being unwilling to lower oneself, needing someone to give her a push from behind.

However, Lin Feng did not intend to give her too much time to think.

Anyway, the chips are in Lin Feng's hands, so it doesn't matter if he's unwilling.

So he adopted an indifferent attitude.

He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said slowly, "Alright, since Palace Master Su is unwilling, then so be it—"

Before he could finish speaking, Su Mei suddenly raised her head and blurted out, "No!"

The word was shouted so quickly and urgently that even Su Mei herself was startled.

She realized she had lost her composure, and her cheeks flushed again, but the words were already out and couldn't be taken back.