Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 940 He Songling: More Malignant Than the Southwest's Cancer
"Before you do anything, gouge out those eyes from his body; I need them."

He Songling gave a word of advice.

"walk slowly."

Xiao Zizai has completely gone mad; he still retains some rationality, but not much. If anyone dares to interfere with his "eating" now, they will truly be killed along with him.

Fortunately, he still retained his rationality; otherwise, Xiao Zizai might have died here today.

For He Songling, there were many ways to cure Xiao Zizai's inner demons, the simplest being to directly refine the "demon." Xiao Zizai's demonic nature was inextricably linked to his life; if he were to refine the demonic nature, he himself would die. While others couldn't separate them, He Songling could do so with ease.

The second easiest way is to simply kill Xiao Zizai and then reshape his physical body. This can be done using Wang Zizhong's "Heaven-Mending and Human-Creating Technique." Although inner demons lurk within the soul, it is an undeniable fact that matter is the foundation of consciousness. Even the ancients valued "both life and death."

When "fate" is no longer the original "fate," the possibility of sexuality changing is also very high. Prince Zhong's art of mending the sky and creating humans, or the "Nuwa art," can preserve human "sexuality" while reshaping the physical body, but it can also cause it to change and be lost.

However, in this situation, whether the reconstructed Xiao Zizai is still the original Xiao Zizai becomes a matter of ethical and moral judgment. Master Jiekong certainly wouldn't want his disciple to eliminate his inner demons in this way; otherwise, he wouldn't have been willing to sacrifice his own skills to convert Xiao Zizai.

Old Xiao himself certainly wouldn't want to either.

However, if he can't control himself and hurts someone, there's nothing that can be done about it.

This current state is the best. For He Songling, his goal was never to cure Xiao Zizai. He is not Wang Zizhong, a doctor with a benevolent heart, nor is he a hero with a compassionate mind, spouting any notion of "with great power comes great responsibility."

He just wanted to have some fun.

It would be pointless if Xiao Zizai were cured with a single stroke.

At this moment, He Songling had already released Zhao Guizhen from his restraints, and the sorcerer's first reaction was to run away as quickly as possible.

What a pity, where is this place? Temporary workers from all over the place have arrived, there are eleven of the twelve top talents from Biyou Village, as well as five young talents who are the most outstanding in the circle of extraordinary people, comparable to the older generation, and who have been taught by immortals.

Run? Where to run?

Without anyone else needing to make a move, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing subconsciously activated a hand seal, causing Zhao Guizhen to lose his way and wander aimlessly within the formation.

"You want to die?"

Xiao Zizai already considered Zhao Guizhen as his prey. To a normal person, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing's actions would seem like helping to intercept him, but to Xiao Zizai, it was tantamount to someone sticking chopsticks that were spitting into his bowl, stirring it around, and making his plate of delicacies a dirty mess.

Red Eyes immediately turned to the two warlocks.

"Don't be nervous, Lao Xiao, we didn't mean that."

Zhuge Qing quickly took two steps back, afraid that he might accidentally be knocked down by Xiao Zizai.

Although Xiao Zizai is indeed very strong, especially with his Buddhist cultivation techniques and robust physique, even with Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye joining forces, the likes of Wang Ai, Chen Jinkui, and Feng Zhenghao might not be a match for him. Even if Xiao Zizai doesn't die, if he's defeated and prevented from "devouring" Zhao Guizhen, his inner demons will likely intensify. "Sigh, Old Xiao, what's the point of just physical strength? Without some flashy special effects, you'll end up like Zhang Zhiwei—invincible in the world, yet still forced to watch your junior brother die a tragic death."

He Songling's voice seemed to resound deep within Xiao Zizai's soul. Xiao Zizai felt as if a heavy hammer had suddenly appeared in his heart, hammering his inner demon halfway into the ground.

"What do you mean?"

"I'll give you this." He Songling stretched out his hand, as if enveloping the space. Even though the formation had been dispelled and Zhao Guizhen had been running forward, he couldn't escape this range. The strange visual sensation made everyone around feel nauseous.

"This is called the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm of Your Hand. When the Buddha stretches out his hand, even Sun Wukong's somersault cloud cannot escape it, let alone mortals."

As He Songling spoke, he flipped his wrist, and Zhao Guizhen immediately lay down, as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing down on him, making him unable to move.

"Well, this is called Five Elements Mountain. You need some basic knowledge of formations from a sorcerer, not much, just about the level of Wang Zhenqiu."

The combination of Qi and the Five Elements and trigrams of the earth's veins is equivalent to binding the enemy tightly to the land. Unless the enemy possesses the power to completely destroy the earth, escape is impossible. Of course, in your hands, the effect won't be as strong, but it's still a very useful technique. Wang Zhenqiu, you can learn it too.”

"Huh? Me?"

Wang Zhenqiu pointed at himself in shock, looking exactly like Benboerba, who was ordered to kill Tang Sanzang and his disciples.

On the one hand, he was genuinely shocked, because although he had studied various arts, he had never learned any advanced techniques.

This isn't just because he's a bad person; compared to Ding Shian, who followed the same path, his interpersonal relationships are far worse. If the average level of goodwill towards Ding Shian is 80, with many even reaching 100, Wang Zhenqiu's goodwill and fame would be lucky to even reach single digits.

Also, because Wang Zhenqiu was still young and had been busy with the Great Love Organization, he didn't have the time or the inclination to calm down and learn these profound techniques. Not to mention that no one taught him, even if they did, he wouldn't have the energy to learn them.

On the other hand, there was the shock at He Songling's unscrupulous orders.

Damn it, even if I went into seclusion and received one-on-one instruction from a renowned teacher, it would still take me at least several months to learn such profound magic, and this is only a preliminary grasp of it.

You've just used it once right in front of me, and now you want me to learn it? How am I supposed to learn that?!
He even acted as if to say, "Anyway, I've taught you my advanced techniques. I've done you a great favor, so you'd better kneel down and kowtow to me three times." He even gave himself a "kind" smile.

Wang Zhenqiu found it hard to believe that there could be someone in this world with even lower morals and less humanity than him. He had initially thought it was already quite remarkable that Zhang Chulan was evenly matched with him. Now it seemed that even combined, the two of them were not as wicked as He Songling alone.

Compared to Wang Zhenqiu, Xiao Zizai, who was directly taught, was much more direct.

"I can't learn it."

"It's okay. Like I said, you can apply for a leave of absence or a part-time graduate program and study with me."

He Songling didn't care at all: "As I said before, I spent some time with your master in the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Pavilion in my early years, which means I also have some knowledge of Buddhism. If you follow me, not only can I help you control your inner demons, but I can also teach you profound Buddhist techniques. What do you say, are you in?"

(End of this chapter)