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

At the same time, Duanmu Jin finally came to his senses.

She sat on a futon in the cave at Qingxi Peak.

His fingers unconsciously gripped the hem of his clothes, until his knuckles turned white.

I was so anxious.

The scene from just now kept replaying in my mind.

Five-headed Nascent Soul Realm demonic beasts

They all knelt down in front of Lin Feng.

Actively open your mind and willingly serve Him as your master.

She finally realized one thing—why Mulian was able to break through to the Mahayana realm.

It's 100% certain that he entered the Dragon Gate and soaked in the Dragon Transformation Pool.

The one who led her in was Lin Feng.

If it was just a guess before, Duanmu Jin can now be 100% certain.

The five demonic beasts at the Integration Realm willingly served Lin Feng as their master.

It would be absolutely impossible without enormous benefits.

She knew the nature of demonic beasts all too well.

Each one of them was unruly and defiant, preferring to self-destruct their demon cores rather than be enslaved.

It can make them willingly offer up their sea of ​​consciousness and plant their soul imprints.

That must be an incredible temptation.

And this immense benefit is the Dragon Transformation Pool.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Jin's heart burned with passion.

That's the Dragon Transformation Pool!

An opportunity that countless cultivators at the Fusion Realm dream of.

Legend has it that it can wash away impurities from one's bloodline and temper one's primordial spirit, allowing everyone to successfully break through to the Mahayana stage. Once you've soaked in the Dragon Transformation Pool, you're basically guaranteed to reach the Mahayana stage—a solid ticket to success.

To allow one's cultivation, which has been stuck at a bottleneck for hundreds of years, to advance further.

Duanmu Jin has been stuck at the peak of the Integration Realm for hundreds of years.

That thin bottleneck was like an insurmountable chasm.

No matter how hard she tried, she didn't budge.

But if one could soak in the Dragon Pool after it has evolved,

That bottleneck might be as thin as paper, easily broken with a single poke.

Lin Feng, however, was the one who could lead everyone inside.

Previously, Duanmu Jin couldn't understand it.

Why did Lin Feng help Mu Lian?

Although Mu Lian is beautiful, she is shrewd and assertive.

Compared to the gentle and charming women around Lin Feng, she really doesn't seem to be the type Lin Feng would like.

More importantly, the two never had time to meet.

But the moment I heard Mu Lian address Lin Feng as "husband,"

She understood instantly.

The two have essentially made peace.

Then, thinking about the women Lin Feng brought back...

There were even four ordinary people among them.

There are also Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Nascent Soul, and Deity Transformation, a wide variety of cultivation levels, including all kinds.

In summary, Lin Feng treats his women unconditionally well.

Regardless of your cultivation level or background,

He would protect anyone who was his person.

He held it up, carrying it upwards. Thinking of this, Duanmu Jin felt incredibly conflicted.

She also wants to evolve the Dragon Pool.

She wanted Lin Feng to take her inside.

She had to become Lin Feng's woman.

Either become Lin Feng's servant,

Lin Feng imprinted his soul mark on him.

In comparison, being Lin Feng's woman is a better deal.

Once a soul imprint is implanted, one's life and death are in the hands of another.

She, Duanmu Jin, was, after all, once the mistress of a palace.

How could I possibly willingly become a slave?

Who would willingly become a slave?

She could be Lin Feng's woman... She wasn't very familiar with Lin Feng; they had only met a few times.

When they first met, she was still the Palace Mistress of Qingyu Palace.

The second time they met, she was the former palace master who had abdicated, while Lin Feng was already a powerful ancestor at the height of his influence.

The third time we met was today; she was hiding in the shadows.

He used his divine sense to observe Lin Feng's every move.

If she were to say directly to Lin Feng's face: "I want to be your woman,"

Duanmu Jin simply couldn't bring herself to do it.

Who is Duanmu Jin?

The former master of Qingyu Palace, a powerful expert at the peak of the Integration Realm, a figure who has lived for nearly a thousand years.

To ask her to say such things to a man so much younger than her...

She really didn't know how to bring it up.

To have such an immense opportunity as entering the Dragon Transformation Pool right before one's eyes, yet be unable to obtain it, is more painful than killing Duanmu Jin. It's like a person who has been starving for three days seeing a table laden with delicacies, only to be told they can only look and not eat;

Based on the conversation we just had, we will be heading to Longmen in three days.

In other words, Duanmu Jin only has three days.

Three days was too short for her to even come up with a comprehensive solution.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Jin could no longer control her emotions.

He suddenly stood up and paced back and forth inside the cave.

Her footsteps echoed in the empty cave.

Each blow struck her own heart.

The torment of reaching the peak of the Integration Realm for hundreds of years is something that not everyone can endure.

That kind of torment was like being adrift on a boundless sea.

It will never end.

Every day when I open my eyes, it's the same world; when I close my eyes, it's still the same world.

Day after day, year after year, his cultivation remained unchanged, but his lifespan slipped away inch by inch.

When she watched Mu Lian break through to the Mahayana realm, it would be a lie to say she wasn't envious.

But she never expected that Mu Lian's opportunity would come in this way.

Suddenly, she thought of Mu Lian.

If Mu Lian can succeed, then she can succeed too.

According to Duanmu Jin's observations,

Lin Feng doesn't seem to value talent or cultivation when choosing a woman.

The women around him included ordinary people.

There are courtesans, maids, bandit kings, princesses—people from all walks of life.

As long as he likes it,

Or he'll accept it as long as he's willing to take responsibility.

Duanmu Jin wanted to ask Mu Lian for help, hoping Mu Lian could act as a go-between.

But then I thought about it again and realized I couldn't bring myself to do it.

She and Mu Lian had been fellow disciples for so many years, and had been competing with each other both openly and secretly for just as long.

Asking Mu Lian for help now would be worse than killing her.

She could almost picture Mulian's smug expression.

Why don't we ask my apprentice, Lu Xian'er, for help?

The moment the thought crossed Duanmu Jin's mind, her ears turned bright red.

Lu Xian'er is her apprentice.

How do I start the conversation?

Could it be that Master also wants to be your sister?

From now on, we'll treat each other differently. You call me Master, and I'll call you Sister? Just thinking about it makes me feel awkward.

What is this?

Master and disciple flying together?

That would be even more embarrassing.

If word got out, Duanmu Jin wouldn't know where to put her face.

The former mistress of Qingyu Palace and her disciple shared a husband.

If this news gets out, the entire Chinese mainland will be in an uproar.

Duanmu Jin grew increasingly agitated, pacing back and forth in the cave more than a dozen times.

Finally, he sat heavily back on the futon and covered his face with his hands.

In her life, what storms hasn't Duanmu Jin weathered?

When he was in charge of Qingyu Palace, he faced pressure from other holy lands.

She didn't even flinch; despite the gossip behind her back, she withstood the pressure.

But now, for the sake of a Dragon Transformation Pool,

She actually drove herself to this point.

Time flew by, and it was evening.

The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight as smooth as water.

Qingxi Peak was brightly lit, and bursts of laughter and cheerful voices echoed from the cave.

After Lin Feng finished teaching the girls,

He provided guidance on everything, big or small.

After the class ended, Lin Feng stood up and stretched his limbs.

Looking at the bright moon outside, I felt exceptionally relaxed and happy.

With a flash, he disappeared into the cave.

He reappeared in Las Vegas. Having been away from the city for so long, Lin Feng was still a little out of sorts.

I've been running around a lot lately.