Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 961 Xiao Zi, your illness is easy to cure, first become a demon.
In fact, given He Songling's abilities, he could have easily created the "Five-Colored Divine Light" or the "Seven Treasures Tree" for Ma Xianhong.

However, there's no need for that.

As mentioned before, Ma Xianhong's approach and future value do not lie in making his hand-forged magical artifacts more mystical, because the ceiling of mysticism is just that: becoming an immortal.

Aside from a very few overpowered individuals like He Songling, the immortals are all equally strong or weak.

When Ma Xianhong finally reached the end of his journey, he found that everything returned to the innate. He could not say that all his efforts were in vain, but it could only be categorized as the ascent to heaven for a crafts enthusiast.

However, if we follow the path of Zhang Xuan and Wang Zizhong, the breakthroughs that they could bring to the country and even to the entire human civilization would be far more valuable than the emergence of one or two more mystical "gods".

To be fair, He Songling was somewhat dictatorial; he arranged Ma Xianhong's path according to what he thought was right. It's important to know that the Ma family was a family of carpenters, and Ma Xianhong spent his childhood doing carpentry work with his grandfather and his brothers.

He can do handicrafts, and he loves doing handicrafts.

Such a person doesn't necessarily have to become a physicist. Perhaps they would rather be a craftsman, or even an immortal who achieves enlightenment through craftsmanship. It's a dream they can pursue throughout their life.
But there was nothing they could do; Ma Xianhong was currently facing a great calamity, and he and his entire family were in danger.

He had to choose a more prudent path.

If simply being strong enough to fight would deter others from harming your family or friends, Zhang Huaiyi wouldn't have had to hide for decades, and Tian Jinzhong wouldn't have been crippled in the original story.

So, while it may seem that He Songling forcefully arranged Ma Xianhong's future path and life, Qu Tong, as a villain, forced Ma Xianhong to choose the path that He Songling believed to be correct in order to achieve her own ulterior motives.

Like the dialogue between Yan Ni and Zhao Benshan's father and daughter in the movie "Happy New Year", when you have no worries about food and clothing, you will naturally feel that you can't sit still in the office and read a newspaper all day. But when you don't even know what you will eat next, you will fight to sit down. She can't sit down, but I can. Let me sit down!

Physics and chemistry experiments do not only consider the results under extreme laboratory conditions, because the real world always has more than one condition or one interference factor, and so does life.

Of course, even without Qu Tong, even if He Songling forcibly arranged Ma Xianhong's life path, given his nature, he wouldn't feel guilty.

"Old Xiao, how's it going? Any ideas?" After teaching Ma Xianhong, it was Xiao Zizai's turn. This man was tricked into coming from Longhu Mountain by He Songling, so he had to take care of him.

"No." Xiao Zizai squinted at Ma Xianhong, who was experimenting with refining the Seven Arrows Book of Nailheads straw figure, his thoughts unknown.

"What do you mean you don't have anything to say about inner demons? Then what is the purpose of your cultivation? What is the purpose of joining the temporary workers? What was the purpose of your master's sacrifice back then?" This was the first time He Songling had taught a middle-aged man whose values ​​were completely fixed, and he found it somewhat difficult.

This kid isn't as immature or easily driven to madness as other young people; he's truly courting death.

"As long as I can control it, I want to be myself, not a mindless demonic corpse."

Xiao Zizai casually pushed up his glasses: "But personally, I wasn't invaded by an external demon; it was a demon that arose within me, so it's hard to separate. Over the years, it has been inseparable from me. In other words, I really do enjoy killing. If I could kill at will without the risk of demonic possession..."

As Xiao Zizai spoke, he seemed to recall a delicious dish and licked his lips. "I understand. You're satisfied with your current life. As a temporary worker at the company, you can legally kill. Aside from exorcising demons and self-defense, you've never killed anyone, and you think that's morally acceptable. What you're worried about is that your inner demons will continue to grow stronger, and even that's slowly eroding your reason."

He Songling nodded. "That's easy. Let's start by becoming demonic."

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Not to mention Xiao Zizai, even Zhang Chulan, who was just joining in the fun, couldn't help but slowly form a question mark above his head.

He had worked with Xiao Zizai before, and he knew about Xiao Zizai's problems. Anyone who looked at that scorpion would feel a chill down their spine.

They can't even contain it, and you want them to become possessed first?

"Isn't it better to guide than to block?" He Songling certainly had his own reasons, which was that he didn't want to go through too much trouble.

"It would be easy for me to stop it for you, since a person's life is limited. I can make sure that your demonic nature doesn't flare up before you die, or that it stays within a controllable range. But it all depends on me. If you can't do it yourself, I won't allow it, you know? I'm a god, not a babysitter."

"So, you...?" Zhang Chulan asked tentatively, his face contorted.

"First, you become a demon, and then you use demonic cultivation methods to control your demonic nature and energy, and regain your sanity. That's it."

This is easy to talk about, anyone can think of it, but no one can actually do it.

"Under One Person" is not a fantasy novel. Although there are corresponding legends of gods, immortals, demons and monsters, they are just abstract descriptions of certain realms or methods in cultivation.

Xiao Zizai's demonic possession isn't like Green Goblin's split personality, where you just need to control the evil personality—that's like Zhuge Qing's Samadhi True Fire. Old Xiao's "demonic possession" is like the kind of demon in Buddhist legends, completely fallen into darkness, utterly losing his mind, and no longer considered a "human."

Trying to restore his sanity under these circumstances is like turning a zombie back into a normal person—an impossible task. The zombie antidote can only kill or incapacitate a zombie; a brain ravaged by the virus cannot magically regenerate.

This is neither scientific nor a practice of cultivating Qi. Science cannot do it, and neither can extraordinary individuals.

Even in fantasy novels, this is difficult to achieve. There are many "corpse spirits" in fantasy novels who have cultivated from the corpses of powerful beings. They still use the bodies of the powerful beings and inherit the physical treasures left behind by them, but they are not the powerful beings in life, but a completely new life.

Even though He Songling was a deity, Xiao Zizai and Zhang Chulan found it hard to believe.

“If I say you’re stupid, then you’re not smart.” Of course, He Songling couldn’t do that. He was just a god in the world of “Under One Person”, not yet at the level of a creator god in a fantasy or high-martial arts world. Of course, he couldn’t go against certain rules. However, He Songling’s brain was best at taking shortcuts.

Is "mind" something so hard to shake?

(End of this chapter)