Esoteric Buddhism: To live as king in America

This is a typical case of someone's mind being corrupted by a cult.

Mian was not swayed by these words in the slightest. People may not be able to suppress the desire to become gods, but there is always a way to become a god.

Clearly, the mass killings committed by esoteric Buddhism on its path to ascension, such as those at the Jin Fu Building, were not necessary. Their pronouncements are merely an excuse to justify their evil deeds using their desire for divinity.

Mian's gaze toward Org grew increasingly cold as he continued to ask:

"So, how many paths to ascension have you summarized so far? And how many have you mastered?"

"I only know eight roads."

Orge, without any hesitation, answered crisply and directly:

"Of course, as far as I know, they are more like eight inclinations than paths: 'Claws,' 'Skinners,' 'Blacksmiths,' 'Worms,' 'Fishermen,' 'Moths,' 'Gladiators,' and 'Skuas.' These are further divided into four groups, paired off in pairs. In any case, from birth, one is fixed on one of the two paths within the same group, and the specific inclination manifests based on subsequent actions."

"Specifically, as a 'lackey,' I might, based on my future experiences, abandon this skin bestowed upon me by the [beast] and become a cowardly and cunning 'skin-changer.' But unless a god intervenes, I can never become a 'smith' or a 'fisherman,' because the paths corresponding to them are respectively 'worm' and 'moth.'"

"In a sense, everyone is born on the path to ascension. It's just that most mediocre mortals spend their entire lives going in circles. Only those prophets who are born with a glimpse of the outer wall, and those of us guided by the prophets, can master the magic obtained from that outer wall and truly embark on the path forward."

"In addition, each path has different suited spells, which shapes our differences. However, this does not mean that we cannot use spells from other paths, it just means that the effects are much less."

At this point, Olger paused, adopted an extremely sincere attitude, and continued:

"Our order has a 'Blacksmith' prophet, and I am a henchman of the 'Beast.' I possess the magic of the 'Henchman' that made me what I am today, and the book I carry contains some spells of the 'Fisherman' and the 'Moth.' I offer all of these to you and swear to become your hound, asking only that you spare my life."

Mian said casually:

"If you tell the truth, we might consider it."

He wouldn't let the man before him go. Mian knew he lacked the ability to reform this villain, and that a superhuman like him might not be punished by law. Whether for the sake of the victim or for the masses still struggling to live in this world, Mian left Org with only death as a possibility.

But before that, let's try to get him to reveal all the information.

"Now tell me everything you know."

Having received Mian's promise, Org, completely unaware of Mian's inner thoughts, immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He wriggled his body and said with utmost deference:

"Alright, alright. I can manifest my skills on my skin; you just need to peel off that skin to read... cough..."

Org's words suddenly stopped, followed by a forceful cough, from which some ash and a strong smell of gunpowder were coughed up.

At the same time, a look of utter terror appeared on Olgna's face, which had already been stripped of its skin.

"No, no, Boss, no..."

His eyes turned black in an instant, then turned to ashes, and intense flames burned fiercely on Org's body.

"Ain! Leo!"

Seeing that things were going badly, Mian immediately called out the names of the two people.

The moment he finished speaking, Ai Yin dropped her sketchbook and dashed out of the 21st-floor room without hesitation.

At this moment, the Jinfu Building had returned to reality. Outside was no longer the deadly trap, but the free city at night.

On a distant high-rise building, Ain saw a figure that looked like it was engulfed in flames.

"It's him, another bad guy!"

Ayn bared her teeth, ready to charge at the villain with her knightly might, but at that moment, Mian's voice made her stop in her tracks.

"Stop, Ain, don't chase after them."

At this very moment, ashes are scattered throughout the room on the 21st floor.

Although Leo took fire-fighting measures almost immediately, Org was burned to ashes in a short time, leaving only a pool of ashes that strangely formed a blurry human shape.

The humanoid figure moved its head, its gaze sweeping over the three people in the room before finally settling on Mian. Then, the ash-covered body trembled, and just as Mian thought it was about to launch an attack, the humanoid figure bowed deeply to him.

"Salute to you, unknown transcendent. I don't know how the King found you, but there's no doubt you've triumphed. The building's scheme has failed, and the Anvil Gang has been eradicated. This is the Steel Skull Order's most devastating defeat in nearly 20 years. In any case, we will remember you."

"You are the prophet of the Steel Skull Cult?"

While holding back Leo, who was about to step forward and destroy what was in front of him, Mian mustered up his courage and asked.

The ash-humanoid did not answer, but only let out a sneer before its form disintegrated, turning into a pool of real ashes.

"My lord, that fellow outside has disappeared."

Ayn ran in and reported the situation outside to Mian. Mian simply took out a shard of mirror and looked at it; there was only one line of text written on it.

You witnessed the prophet of the Red Volcano Dragon.

…………

Daylight broke, and the commission for the Jinfu Building came to an end.

Mian regretted that he ultimately failed to obtain information about the celestial religion from Orge, but at least he did not leave empty-handed.

He retrieved the book that Ain had previously picked up, which, according to Org's words, contained some spells.

His relationship with Shirley deepened, and Mian felt it might be time to find an opportunity to recruit this generous Northeastern man into his ranks.

Leo, who was mistakenly appointed as Mian's servant, received a formal apology from Mian, who explained that he had only been acting. However, for some reason, Leo seemed not to listen at all and reiterated his loyalty to Mian, appearing unwilling to leave Mian's side, which made Mian very embarrassed.

As for Wang Yuanli, who issued the commission, Mi An tried to contact him via walkie-talkie while they were in the building, but she couldn't reach him.

Mian had once suspected that he might have been killed by the Steel Skull Cult. But when dawn broke and he actually walked out of the building, Mian saw his fellow townsman from Shengzhou waiting for him with a smile at the door. Before Mian could speak, the burly bodyguard behind Wang Yuanli presented him with a box of rewards.