The Last Hope For Cockless Man

The young man's screams, full of annoyance and revenge, made the tense atmosphere freeze. Of course, all of them could easily tell if what the young man said was true or not.

To them, seeking the secrets hidden by half-immortal cultivators was like flipping their hands. They just needed to count their fingers to deduce the past of the young man.

Knowing the truth, they all looked at the young man with pity. Not long after that, the unplanned coalition disbanded. Without a tool that could satisfy female cultivators, the Heavenly Rooster Body was useless. They didn't care about the fate of a half-immortal realm cultivator.

The young man was taken to the Primordial Sword sect, where they examined his body more thoroughly, searching for the hidden truth of the disappearance of the young man's penis. The young man was forcefully locked in a dark room for tens of years until the examination process was complete.

One hundred years later, the young man was allowed out of his cage. He was then accepted as a disciple of the Primordial Sword sect. The cultivators in the Primordial Sword Sect themselves did not know why the young man's cock could not be returned.

With the resources they had, restoring a human immortal's hand that was severed due to the Dao Law was not difficult, let alone restoring the limbs of a half-immortal. However, for tens of years, whatever methods they used were still useless, and the young man remained cockless.

This very strange thing didn't make the young man sad; instead, he felt relieved. He knew what his fate would be if the Primordial Sword Sect succeeded in bringing his cock back. The young man had managed to avoid the fate of becoming a mindless sex-machine.

But the young man knew that the danger had not disappeared. If the Primordial Sword Sect couldn't heal him, then they only needed to make someone else with a cock possess the Heavenly Rooster Body.

However, transferring a Heavenly Body from one cultivator to another was not easy; it was even deemed impossible. It was not known exactly how the transfer process would be carried out, but with the Primordial Sword Sect's existing resources, it was just a matter of time before they found a way.

After the young man lost his Heavenly Rooster Body, he would become a normal cultivator from the lower realm. There was a high possibility that he would be killed to hide the fact that the Heavenly Rooster Body has been transferred.

Or, another possibility was that he would die in the process or become a useless mortal.

The only way the young man could survive was by becoming stronger. But he knew that the Primordial Sword Sect would not allow him to become stronger than they could control. In the end, the young man could only lower his head and try not to attract too much attention.

Just like his master had said, there would definitely be opportunities for someone who is alive. He just needed to be patient and endure. The young man knew this and patience was his best virtue.

And the chance came unexpectedly.

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"... and then you guys came. I took this opportunity to go to the front lines and fight against the invaders. I knew that if I stayed in the Primordial Sword Sect, then sooner or later they would steal my Heavenly Rooster Body." The guy with the red light's lips crept up.

"Even though I went through a lot of trouble, I was finally allowed to join the war because at that time the situation was very critical and you guys already controlled more than a quarter of the lower realm. With an elder watching over me, I arrived at the forefront, but I still wasn't allowed to join the battle because at that time I was very weak.

But raising my cultivation realm was not my main goal; I just wanted to be strong because then, the opportunities and knowledge that I could get to return my cock would be wide open. While constantly tricking the Primordial Sword sect elder who was watching me, I established connections with the cultivators on the front lines.

"At first, they were still acting reserved in front of me, but who am I to judge?" I am the top-tier eunuch who made the king fall in love with the concubine I served! In many ways, I made them indebted to me, and they taught me all kinds of cultivation arts.

"I never thought that the cultivation arts in this world were so diverse, there were even some that were so strange that one could even say that they deviated from the Great Dao. Even so, I still studied it. "After all, who knows some of them might be able to bring my cock back?

But alas, everything was useless." The man with the red light took a long sigh while shaking his head.

But his mood quickly returned to normal, and he continued his story: "I continuously became stronger; the one cultivation art that I learned could make me trick the heaven's eye so that even if I ascend to the next realm, the tribulation lightning wouldn't hit me. Of course, I still managed to trick the Primordial Sword sect elder who was watching over me."

"From a half-immortal, I became a human immortal; from a human immortal, I became an earth immortal; from an earth immortal, I became a heaven immortal... all the way until I became the first immortal paragon." The highest cultivation realm that this realm, or, according to what you said, this "universe," could bear ...

"Well, the process wasn't as easy as I said, but... I lost everyone I cared about in this place... until hundreds of millions of years later, and now here we are". The man with the red light said as a smile began to form on his face again.

"It's a boring story, right?" he said as he glanced at Groda, but what he saw made him flinch.

"Wuu…. wuu… wu….." Groda burst into tears; his masculine face contorted into a hideous appearance, and his muscular body trembled with emotion.

"YOU POOR GUY!!! wu..wu..wu.." Groda shouted, unable to hold back his tears.

The man with the red light saw Groda sobbing in front of him, and he was confused. He didn't understand what was going on, even with his current cultivation realm; it took him several seconds to calm down from witnessing the shocking scene in front of him.

Groda was an asura after all; he wouldn't flinch after killing an infinite number of victims; he would just click his tongue and forget about it.

And the story of The man with the red light was not sad enough to make Groda sob. He knew that there were many other misfortunes in this world that were far worse than his.

However, The man with the red light never knew that asuras were creatures that prioritized their cocks more than the other limbs on their body. For them, their dick was like the heart in a mortal's body or like a meridian in a cultivator's body.

One of the other hobbies of asuras, apart from fighting, was sex, and it just so happens that the entire asura race was male. So for them, their dick was very important, and also the dragon prana, the source of their strength, was very closely related to what was between their thighs.

Groda didn't care about the mortal Eunuchs, who had no stake in their destiny. He also didn't care about the eunuch cultivators who had sexual abnormalities, whether it was because of their cultivation arts or their own desires.

But Groda could not turn a blind eye to the misfortune that befell The man with the red light. He was a rival that Groda respected even more than his own blood relatives. Groda also knew that The man with the red light didn't have a sexual disorder that prevented him from becoming a complete man.

So it was certain that The man with the red light had tried various things to make himself a complete man again. Then, with the current strength of The man with the red light, it was impossible for him not to have searched all the corners of the universe, but all of his efforts were in vain.

From the way The man with the red light told his story, Groda knew that his rival had given up hope and had chosen to let it go. Groda understood this because if he didn't have cock, he would also choose to die. Imagining that sent chills down Groda's spine.

But Groda knew something. The man with the red light didn't.

"My friend, don't worry. Your journey will not end yet!" Gorda smiled while wiping away his tears.

"What do you mean?" The man with the red light knew that Gorda wasn't one to joke around, and he didn't need to lie to him just for this.

Because of that, he started asking himself, "Is there still a way that I haven't tried yet? and Can I still have hope?"

"Maybe you've tried everything in this universe, but did you know that the universe you're in right now is just one universe out of millions of universes of the Cultivation Universe type?You could even say the cultivation universe you're in right now is one of the weakest".

"What?" This time The man with the red light was so shocked that he felt his face turn pale. He knew that there were cultivators of other realms out there, and he also knew that there were cultivation universes that were stronger than this one. But he had never imagined that the cultivation universe he was currently in was one of the weakest.

"Hehehe... every disease has a cure; if you can't find one, then it only means that the world you see is too small. My friend, if you believe me, then I want to check you; maybe I will find a way to treat you," said Groda with care.

What he said was a bit impudent, because by examining the man with the red light's body with dragon prana, Groda would be able to find out all of his weaknesses.

However, the man with the red light quickly nodded without minding this, "What are you waiting for? quickly check my body." He was extremely impatient, and his eyes that had lost hope lit up again.

He trusted Groda because he knew Groda wouldn't check anything other than what he allowed. His rival had so much pride in himself that he refused to do any petty tricks. This was one of the reasons why the man with the red light was able to keep up with him in their fights.

"Thanks for the trust. Then excuse me." Groda nodded and touched The man with the red light's forehead with his palm.

The man with the red light felt a foreign energy that he had never felt before flowing through his body towards the meridian point below his navel. The man with the red light knew that this energy was dragon prana, a mysterious energy that was very dangerous and capable of consuming all forms of energy.

When the dragon prana touched the meridian point below the navel, Groda let out a surprised scream.

"THIS... THIS... IS IMPOSSIBLE... THIS IS THE UNIVERSE CURSE!"