I, a centenarian, sweep through the gates of immortality.

An unreasonable request?

Just as Lin Feng had predicted, it wasn't a good thing.

Therefore, Lin Feng chose to remain silent until Ying Wujiu fully expressed his intentions.

Ying Wujiu seemed to have already guessed Lin Feng's reaction, and without waiting for Lin Feng's response, he continued talking to himself.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Ying Wujiu. I am from Nanjun and I am a disciple of Elder Tong of the Law Enforcement Hall."

The other party stated their identity directly.

The Zhao family of Nanjun was a prominent and prestigious clan.

He was a disciple of Tong Hui of the Enforcement Hall and was the number one person under the sect leader.

To establish background information and intimidate others by using power.

Lin Feng understood, but he remained silent and responded in silence.

Ying Wujiu continued.

"You possess the best talent for sword cultivation, but unfortunately, you are already exhausted and your meridians are on the verge of collapse. There is no possibility of you ascending to immortality."

"Now your only role is probably to use your instincts to help your fellow disciples forge swords."

"However, your lifespan is coming to an end, and your days are numbered. I'm afraid you will soon return to the underworld."

"If that's the case, then your talent has truly been wasted."

"I hope you can live. As long as you live, my disciples of Chongyang Valley will never fail in forging swords again."

Ying Wujiu's eyes held regret, but also a hint of malice.

He said he hoped Lin Feng could live, which was a kind thing to say, but there was no kindness in the other person's eyes at all.

After another moment of silence, Lin Feng spoke.

"You want to seal my nine orifices?"

Ying Wujiu nodded calmly.

"That's right, that's exactly what I was going to use."

Lin Feng lived to be a hundred years old and had previously heard of some methods used by the powerful and wealthy to prolong their lives.

Sealing the nine orifices is one of them.

To put it bluntly, it means using external force to completely seal off a person's meridians, leaving them only a breath of life.

In this way, the decline of the body will be minimized, and even those who are nearing the end of their lifespan can live much longer.

This method is generally used by top-ranking nobles to temporarily prolong their lives when they are on the verge of death, and it cannot last long.

Moreover, once the nine orifices are sealed, a person may still be alive, but will be unable to move or speak.

Consciousness remains active, but the body cannot be controlled.

To put it nicely, they're in a vegetative state.

To put it bluntly, the body becomes a living coffin that seals off the soul.

According to Ying Wujiu, in order to help the Chongyang Valley disciples practice swordsmanship, he also hoped that Lin Feng could live a long time.

This means that Lin Feng will live in eternal darkness and suffering.

This is more painful than killing him.

Lin Feng's eyes twitched, and his aged face trembled incessantly.

"I have no grudge against you, why are you so vicious!"

"That's the agony of wanting to live but being unable to die!"

Faced with Lin Feng's questioning, Ying Wujiu remained calm.

"The path of immortality is ruthless; it only cares about profit and loss."

"This is beneficial to Chongyang Valley, so naturally I will do it."

"Pain may be your destiny."

Endless suffering, in Ying Wujiu's words, was merely described as the word "fate."

Lin Feng realized the other party's ruthlessness. He swallowed a few times and slowly took two steps back.

If the other party really wanted to make a move, Lin Feng, with his cultivation level, would definitely not be able to stop them.

But Lin Feng couldn't really let the other party turn him into a vegetable.

That feeling was worse than death.

Now that things have come to this, Lin Feng's only remaining bargaining chip is death.

"That would be a situation where one can neither live nor die."

"If that's the case, I choose death!"

As soon as the word "death" was uttered, Ying Wujiu suddenly looked up at the sky and burst into laughter.

"Ha ha."

"die?"

"Life and death are not in your own hands."

At this point, Ying Wujiu flashed and landed in front of Lin Feng like the wind.

Ying Wujiu lightly tapped his right hand, and Lin Feng's heart trembled violently. A surge of powerful spiritual energy rushed in instantly, but instead of spreading along his meridians, it completely protected Lin Feng's heart meridian.

"You won't die."

Lin Feng's pupils contracted slightly, his body swaying and trembling like a withered branch in the wind.

Ying Wujiu protected Lin Feng's heart meridian, which means that Lin Feng can no longer even die.

"you!"

Ying Wujiu completely ignored Lin Feng's anger, and instead glanced at Lin Feng with interest.

"As expected of a congenital sword embryo, it has already drawn qi into its body."

"If I'm not mistaken, you must have consumed a lot of the pills they gave you, right?"

As Ying Wujiu infused spiritual energy into Lin Feng's body, he sensed the spiritual energy in Lin Feng's dantian.

Lin Feng had only been a student for a day, yet he was able to draw qi into his body without any instruction, which was extremely rare.

Although Ying Wujiu was surprised, he didn't think much of it.

They assumed it was because Lin Feng had exceptional talent, and that others had given him a lot of pills. The combination of his talent and the pills was what caused this, and they didn't think of anything else.

However, since Lin Feng has already cultivated immortality after drawing qi into his body, sealing his nine orifices will be a bit more troublesome.

Ying Wujiu shook his head and said.

"pity."

"I can give you three days to think about it."

"If you cooperate in sealing off your nine orifices, I can grant you some requests and also alleviate much of your pain."

"But if you refuse to cooperate, I still have ways to seal your nine orifices, even if you have already drawn qi into your body."

"Of course, the process will be very painful."

At this point, Ying Wujiu stopped looking at Lin Feng and walked slowly to the door. His white robes fluttered as he rode the wind away, leaving behind only a casual threat that still echoed in the wind.

"You only have three days. Take care."

As Lin Feng watched Ying Wujiu's figure disappear into the distance, his aged body still trembled uncontrollably.

Lin Feng had heard a lot about the cruelty of cultivating immortality and had long been mentally prepared.

But today's events still caused Lin Feng's heart to churn.

Lin Feng had only been a student for a day, and he was walking on thin ice, bowing to everyone he met.

He had no grudge against Ying Wujiu, but just because Lin Feng was useful, Ying Wujiu wanted to make Lin Feng suffer a fate where he could neither live nor die.

Ying Wujiu's arrogant and nonchalant attitude made it seem as if Lin Feng wasn't a person at all, but a cow, or even a rat.

"Is this the path to immortality?"

"So cruel."

Lin Feng walked out of the sword-making room dejectedly, his steps faltering as if he were on his deathbed.

"Three days later, Ying Wujiu will turn me into a vegetable."

"No!"

"But how can I resist?"

"Seek help from others? But given Ying Wujiu's demeanor just now, ordinary disciples wouldn't dare offend him at all."

"Elders, Sect Leader? Will they help me?"

"Ying Wujiu is so confident and fearless, I'm afraid..."

Lin Feng made the worst-case scenario plan.

What's the solution to break this deadlock?

How to survive?

He couldn't figure it out.

All his strength seemed to have been drained away at that moment, and his withered body collapsed on the wasteland.

Just then, a cool breeze suddenly blew from afar, lifting Lin Feng's emaciated body.

Lin Feng struggled to turn his eyes and finally saw who it was.

Yun Shu.

The fairy who took me up the mountain.

Yun Shu gracefully landed and helped Lin Feng up.

"This sword-making room is scorching hot; your body is too weak to withstand it."

"I'll take you to the mountain to rest."

Lin Feng waved his hand.

"The sect leader ordered me to guard this place, how could I..."

Before Lin Feng could finish speaking, Yun Shu interrupted him.

"If you wish to come here, you can return in a few days."

"These past few days, people from Qingfeng Valley have been coming to our sect for exchanges. It's inconvenient for you to show your face, so you should go up the mountain to recuperate."

Lin Feng nodded instinctively. The disciples had mentioned this before, but Lin Feng hadn't taken it to heart.

"Old man..."

Just then, Lin Feng suddenly thought of something.

"Someone from Qingfeng Valley?"

"People from Qingfeng Valley have arrived!"