Zhao Yan woke up to find that he had transmigrated into the realm of cultivating immortals and was imprisoned by the demon king as a furnace for cultivation. The demon king is a moody, violent, and perverse villain.

Zhao Yan: He looks like he has domestic violence tendencies…

Zhao Yan: Double cultivation? But I’m an omega, not a furnace.

Zhao Yan: If I can’t help him improve his cultivation, he will definitely kill me. In order to survive, I’m going to run away.
*
When Xiao Su came back from practicing, he met Zhao Yan who was running for his life in the woods.
Unknowingly, Xiao Su stretched out his hand to help him wipe off his sweat: “What are you doing in such a hurry?”
Zhao Yan thought he was going to make a move, and tears overflowed from his eyes: “Don’t hit me, I won’t do it again…”
Xiao Su: “?”
*
There is a new furnace that wants to get close to Xiao Su, Zhao Yan who was used to being pampered by the demon king, once again felt a sense of crisis.
Zhao Yan sobs and confesses, “I’m an omega, not a furnace.”
Suspecting that Zhao Yan wanted to use this as an excuse to escape, Xiao Su’s face darkened.
Zhao Yan wiped away tears: “I don’t have any body fragrance, I only have pheromones.”

Xiao Su’s complexion became even worse, and the murderous aura around him surged.
Zhao Yan buried his face in Xiao Su’s chest in fear: “When double cultivating, I can only have babies, I can’t improve your abilities, please don’t kill me…”
Xiao Su raised his brow: “That sounds pretty good.”