Chapter 905: Ten Deaths, No Survival

But then, in a flash of thought.

She sneered coldly.

Did he feel mocked by her, and that's why he deliberately spoke in such a sarcastic tone?

Hmph.

Men.

A bit of a petty pride...

Indeed, they are all creatures who care about face.

So, she didn't expose Yi Feng directly but instead asked in another way, "Can you tell me, what is your purpose in going to the Death Inheritance?"

"Eternal life, immortality!" Yi Feng stated bluntly.

"Yes, when cultivators first emerged, it was for their own pursuits, seeking eternal life, seeking immortality," Mei Xian'er sighed. "But as time passed, most people changed their original intentions, turning to power, women, status..."

"But you, you still hold onto your original intent, which is quite commendable."

Mei Xian'er's words were full of praise.

In truth, she said this deliberately.

First, she belittled him, then she lifted him up.

This is how the art of controlling people's hearts begins, making it easier for the other person to follow her rhythm.

Yi Feng rubbed his nose, neither confirming nor denying.

"However, having a pursuit is good, but the path you're taking is too perilous, and the success rate is too slim," Mei Xian'er paused, then picked up the teapot to refill Yi Feng's cup before continuing, "But now, I can help you take another path."

"This path is less dangerous and can propel you forward significantly."

"Even if you successfully inherit the Death Inheritance, the future achievements might not be much better than what I can offer you on this path."

After speaking.

She looked at Yi Feng with a meaningful gaze.

It's good for a person to have pursuits.

No matter what he pursues, as long as he has desires, there's a way to move him.

She was confident that Yi Feng's interest had been piqued.

"What is it?"

Sure enough, Yi Feng asked with curiosity.

"Of course, it's joining the Linglong Pavilion."

Mei Xian'er extended the olive branch.

The reason she wanted Yi Feng to join the Linglong Pavilion was because she valued several things about him.

First, Yi Feng knew how to play mahjong, and the Grand Steward happened to need someone like him.

Second, from the kick Yi Feng gave her, she could tell his strength was not weak.

Most importantly, Yi Feng was an interesting person.

Interesting people should naturally be drawn in and then played with...

She believed Yi Feng was already tempted. She understood the principle of striking while the iron is hot, so she added, "By joining the Linglong Pavilion, you'll have access to top-notch cultivation techniques and skills. Your strength will surely make a qualitative leap, and by then, you could probably walk sideways across the entire Heavenly Domain, with nothing posing a threat to your life."

"How about it?"

She raised her eyebrows, her voice full of enticement.

To her surprise, Yi Feng's face turned stern, and he cursed, "Are you out of your mind?"

Yi Feng was so angry he almost flipped the table and left.

His path to seeking death was already difficult enough, and now she wanted him to go to the Linglong Pavilion?

"No way."

Yi Feng didn't even think before refusing.

He thought he had made it very clear to Mei Xian'er that he was going there to die.

But this foolish woman just couldn't see it.

Forget it, those who walk different paths cannot work together.

Yi Feng stood up to leave.

Yi Feng's resolute refusal was something Mei Xian'er had not anticipated.

In her mind, Yi Feng's interest had already been piqued.

He was completely following her lead.

But at the critical moment, he didn't hesitate at all, which was like a slap in her face.

This sudden turn of events didn't follow the usual script.

"Won't you at least consider it?"

Her expression turned somewhat ugly as she asked in a low voice.

"No need to consider, I won't agree," Yi Feng said without room for negotiation. "Because you don't understand what I want."

"Eternal life?"

"Immortality?"

Mei Xian'er said gravely, "Yes, eternal life and immortality are just concepts, after all, they are too distant. Joining the Linglong Pavilion might not get you 99% of the way there, but it would bring you closer."

"And do you really think that by going to the Death Inheritance, or even successfully inheriting it, you can achieve eternal life, achieve immortality?"

Mei Xian'er's words carried a hint of mockery.

But the mockery on Yi Feng's face was even more pronounced.

"I told you, you don't understand what I want," Yi Feng said expressionlessly. "Miss Mei Xian'er, no matter the reason you want me to join the Linglong Pavilion, I will not agree."

"We are not on the same path, and it's better if we have less contact in the future. Our relationship is merely that I took your ship to reach my destination. At most, we played a game of mahjong."

After speaking.

Yi Feng turned to leave.

Because there was no need to explain anything else to Mei Xian'er; it was completely unnecessary.

They were just two people who happened to cross paths.

But just as Yi Feng reached the stairway, he was blocked by the steward standing beside Mei Xian'er.

"If Young Master Yi doesn't agree, then I'll just have to take you by force," Mei Xian'er said with a slight tilt of her head, a smug smile on her face, her tone firm.

"You probably can't take me," Yi Feng said gravely.

"That remains to be seen."

Mei Xian'er said, "The direction the Eighth Line is heading now is towards the headquarters of the Linglong Pavilion in the Heavenly Domain."

"Don't joke, this is a public ship, there are so many people on board, are you going to take them all?" Yi Feng shook his head.

"Young Master Yi probably doesn't know, but all the people on the ship have been driven away. Now, apart from my people, you are the only one left on the ship," Mei Xian'er said with a raised eyebrow.

Hearing this.

Yi Feng's brow furrowed.

"So, Young Master Yi, you're going whether you want to or not," Mei Xian'er said leisurely, as if anticipating Yi Feng's next thought, she continued to block his retreat, "Unless, of course, you leave the Eighth Line and jump into the sea to leave on your own."

"But I must remind you."

"The risk of jumping into the sea is no less than the Death Inheritance on Fengyue Island."

"In the dark sea, there are countless sea demons, and if you try to fly, just a little above the sea surface, there are miasmas that can affect your mind."

"This is the most unique aspect of the Heavenly Domain, and it's why all cultivators travel by ship and not by flying over the sea."

"Because flying over the sea is undoubtedly seeking death, certain death!"

"Are you sure?"

Yi Feng raised his eyebrows, looking at Mei Xian'er, and asked seriously.

"Of course, I'm sure."

"Ten deaths, no survival."

Mei Xian'er raised the corner of her mouth, a look of triumph on her face, confident that she had blocked all of Yi Feng's escape routes.

Because no normal person, in such a distant sea from land, would leave the ship.

Unfortunately.

Yi Feng was not a normal person.

Upon her confirmation, Yi Feng plunged into the sea with a splash.

The smug Mei Xian'er was instantly dumbfounded.