Chapter 154: Something Feels Off
“What’s with those expressions on your faces?”
Liu Shunyi looked at Zhao Gou and Lin Wudao, who both wore bewildered expressions, and couldn’t help but ask.
Zhao Gou and Lin Wudao exchanged glances.
Then, both took a deep breath.
Lin Wudao couldn’t resist asking, “Liu Bro, do you have a different understanding of the word ‘simple’?”
Liu Shunyi blinked innocently and replied, “Not really!”
Zhao Gou rubbed his temples. “Let me think for a second!”
“First off, setting up two thousand seven hundred restraints—do you know how hard that is? And those restraints need to form threads that can be manipulated freely!”
Lin Wudao pondered for a moment and added, “Given the soul strength we have at the Hall of Yama, controlling all that isn’t too hard. But if it’s like how you described, with those restraints going to and fro like needles and thread, that’s a bit over the top, even absurd.”
Liu Shunyi scratched his head. “Huh? I thought that seemed pretty easy!”
Zhao Gou felt like he could bleed. What kind of creature are you? You think it’s easy? Do you have any idea that if any curse practitioner saw your methods, they’d probably bash their heads against a wall?
Seeing their expressions, Liu Shunyi realized this must be challenging for them. “How about we make it simpler? A thousand restraints?”
Zhao Gou wasn’t sure, so he looked at Lin Wudao.
Lin Wudao shook his head. “Not possible!”
Liu Shunyi was taken aback. “What about five hundred?”
Lin Wudao thought for a second. “That could work, just barely.”
Zhao Gou waved his hands. “Forget it! I’m better off sticking to my medical studies. This divine technique is way out of my league.”
At this point, Liu Shunyi sighed. “Five hundred is doable, but the soul stitched from five hundred restraints would be kind of ugly!”
Then, Liu Shunyi almost poured all his knowledge into Lin Wudao.
Lin Wudao thought of himself as a genius. But controlling over five hundred restraints still made him sweat profusely, and he felt mentally drained.
But he managed to succeed, stitching together a dog that looked a bit like a pig. It was barely viewable.
Liu Shunyi felt that this was just too slow. “This won’t do. If it’s this tedious, that spell is just useless for you.”
“Let me think!” Liu Shunyi sat down, carefully examining the soul stitching magic.
Before long, he finally thought of a brand-new spell. “How about this? Instead of using restraints, we use the most primitive method. First, arrange a Soul Locking Formation, then smash the Divine Grievance, and finally shape it directly with spiritual power. After that, use Infant Fire for refinement!”
Lin Wudao: “…”
Surprisingly, this method was effective.
Lin Wudao quickly crafted a snake that looked lifelike.
But Lin Wudao still didn’t understand. “What’s the use of this?”
Liu Shunyi smiled. “It’s simple. This kind of thing can merge into anything, becoming a new life form.”
Saying this, Liu Shunyi casually created a fake little dog and stuffed his stitched little dog inside it.
Then, to the shock of Lin Wudao and Zhao Gou, that fake little dog began to move!
The material hadn’t changed. But that dog was alive!
Lin Wudao and Zhao Gou were left in stunned silence.
This was practically like creating life!
Suddenly, Lin Wudao felt something was off. “I know! The Spirit of the Yellow Springs can indeed solve this!”
With that, Lin Wudao directly crushed the Spirit of the Yellow Springs and tossed his crafted little snake into the Yellow Spring River.
Thus, the Spirit of the Yellow Springs was completely replaced.
At this moment, Lin Wudao realized something terrifying. “If I create a soul just like mine, doesn’t that mean I essentially gain another life?”
Liu Shunyi nodded. “Exactly!”
“But this divine technique probably can only be accomplished at our Hall of Yama, since it requires immense soul power. Anyone outside the Hall wouldn’t be able to pull this off; you could say it’s unique to us.”
Lin Wudao rubbed his temples. “Liu Bro, don’t you feel like something’s off here?”
Liu Shunyi looked at Lin Wudao in confusion.
Lin Wudao continued, “If there really is a Reincarnation Disk here, and we can shape souls at will, combining the two methods would allow us to send people straight to the afterlife!”
Liu Shunyi: “??? ”
Zhao Gou looked at Liu Shunyi with a peculiar expression.
Meanwhile, Lin Wudao noticed something else.
From the establishment of the Hall of Yama to Liu Shunyi creating Blood Pills and Spirit Soul Pills, then refining the Divine Grievance into soul armor and weapons, and now to this reincarnation method—all seemed to be crafted unintentionally and coincidentally by Liu Shunyi.
If it weren’t for seeing Liu Shunyi’s own confused and contemplative expression, Lin Wudao might have thought Liu Shunyi had planned it all from the start. But now it was clearly impossible.
Zhao Gou was trying to keep a straight face as he looked at Liu Shunyi.
Meanwhile, far away, the Thunder Tribulation Spirit was furious, waking from its slumber. “This good-for-nothing! Creating his own power and yet still doubting everything!”
After saying that, the Thunder Tribulation Spirit lay back down again, unable to find sleep, tossing and turning.
After a long time, it finally muttered, “What’s wrong with him? Is he ill or something?”
Of course, Liu Shunyi had no idea about this.
He was still a bit dazed and feeling awkward. While others were developing their powers, he was accidentally building his, and now he was slowly steering things back on track.
The crucial point? It seemed that no one was plotting against him after all.
Everything was just a result of his clumsiness.
“I really had no intention of building the underworld!”
“Forget it, forget it. Let’s just take it one step at a time.”
Then, Liu Shunyi looked around and said again, “Let’s find the Reincarnation Disk!”
Lin Wudao nodded.
But they didn’t know that those new members of the Hall of Yama, who were digging graves, were all freaked out by the terrible cries of those souls and the sight of a soul forcibly turned into a dog.
It was scary for others to witness the Hall of Yama’s methods, but even members of the Hall themselves were terrified of those techniques!
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The Third Prince had been living in luxury lately.
As the saying goes, “No worries means no burdens.”
Besides, his two ‘fathers’ treated him really well.
The resources for his cultivation were piled up like several mountains.
As for spirit stones? There were just too many to count.
Before, he would have to watch his spending when buying something. But ever since he became the son of the King of Hell, he could just ask for what he wanted, and it would be bought immediately.
If he saw a nice magic tool in someone’s hand, he wouldn’t think of stealing it. Instead, the people from the Hall of Yama would negotiate and pay a hefty price to acquire it. If the seller refused, they would just create a better one from a mold.
The Third Prince felt moved to tears, unable to fathom the hardships he had previously lived through.
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