The Japanese-fear sorcerer who started by taking in Tomie

Chapter 79 Righteousness Died (Fifth Update, Seeking First Subscription)

An hour later, the time for the [Transfiguration] was up.

With a flash of light, the four sheep gradually stretched and restored their shapes, transforming back into human form.

As soon as Tomie recovered, she rubbed her forehead and stretched her muscles with a look of disgust on her face.

"Tsk, I actually cooked sheep for an hour. If word gets out, I'll lose all face."

Qingyue didn't say anything, but simply stood up and patted the grass clippings off her skirt.

Her expression remained calm as always, with a smile on her lips, but Xin Hengyuan always felt that in her gaze, there seemed to be only him.

Eight feet stood still, looking thoughtfully at his fair hands, and then touched the hat on his head and the white dress on his body.

Can even matter change?

Xin Hengyuan sat on the ground and let out a long breath.

Fortunately, the Transfiguration spell only turns a person into an animal; their consciousness remains. Otherwise, who knows what even more outrageous things might have happened during that long hour.

Animal mating? No way!

Sensing the gazes of the crowd, Xin Hengyuan coughed, stood up, cleared his throat, and spoke.

"Ahem—that's enough for today's test. Go back to your room."

"Yuan-kun, is there anything you'd like to eat for lunch? I've been learning Chinese cooking recently, would you like me to cook for you?" Qingyue looked at Shin Hengyuan with anticipation.

"Oh, whatever." Xin Hengyuan casually waved his hand in agreement, little did he know that he would regret it that night.

Xin Hengyuan exhaled a breath of stale air, returned to his room, and held the tortoise shell in his hands again.

This thing is great! This thing is amazing! I've only barely—barely—become a beginner, and my combat power has already increased dramatically.

He had witnessed the power of the triple-strength electric claw firsthand; its enhanced anesthetic effect could even break through the defenses of an eight-foot-tall creature.

Although the end result was turning everyone into sheep for an hour, that was the fault of the wild magic and cannot be attributed to the "Qi-Inducing Sutra".

If one were to truly master it, or even achieve a minor level of proficiency, its power would be unimaginable. It truly lives up to its reputation as a cultivation method used by Qi practitioners during the Yin and Shang dynasties.

One word: Great!

Xin Hengyuan turned the tortoise shell over and stroked the ancient oracle bone script on it with his fingertips. A question involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

If gods truly exist in this world, and Ba Chi is a living example, then are the stories of Journey to the West, Classic of Mountains and Seas, and Huainanzi not just legends?

Does the Great Sage really exist? The Dragon Palace at the bottom of the sea? The legendary Penglai Mountain?

If those myths were true, then the world is far more complex than he imagined.

To be precise, it is infinitely deep.

That being said, since all these top players are here, does that mean I don't need to worry about Hell Star or Vortex anymore?

If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up; those great gods can't just stand by and watch the world be destroyed, can they?

Xin Hengyuan lay down on the bed, ready to give up.

But the place where his head was lying was a warm and soft spot. Eight feet had quietly appeared on the bed at some point, kneeling and sitting, so that his head rested on his soft thighs.

Xin Hengyuan subconsciously raised his head.

But those two enormous, mountain-like peaks completely blocked Xin Hengyuan's view, making it impossible for him to see Ba ​​Chi's face.

What has blinded me? It's milk!

Although I couldn't see Hachisaku's eyes, I could hear his gentle voice coming from above.

"Sweetie, what are you thinking about?"

Xin Hengyuan didn't stand on ceremony and simply lay down on Ba Chi's lap, casually asking a question.

"I've been wondering, what are all those great spiritualists doing? Why haven't we heard much about them performing miracles over the years?"

Yasakatsu tapped his lower lip with his finger, pondering as he gave his answer.

"Perhaps it's because the world is gradually heading towards its demise."

New Hengyuan: !?

What on earth are you talking about?

What does it mean to say that the world is about to end the moment you open your eyes?

"—Yachi, that was a really good joke. Don't make those kinds of jokes next time. Jokes are only fun if they make everyone laugh."

Xinhengyuan forced out a stiff smile.

"But—kid, I wasn't joking." Hachi tilted his head and said in a very cute way.

New Hengyuan: !!!

Xin Hengyuan felt a chill run down his spine and could no longer laugh.

"Because the righteous energy is dead, only the dark energy remains." Hachi's voice was calm to the point of being cruel. "That's why in recent years, all sorts of strange tales, monsters, and demons have appeared everywhere."

"I can even break out of the seal. If it were a few years ago, when the righteous spirit was still alive, I would have been pushed back by the warriors sent by the righteous spirit as soon as I emerged from the seal."

She paused for a moment at this point.

"Waaaaah!"

Hachi let out a very soft, fake cry, his fingers idly tugging at Shin Hengyuan's hair. It was unclear whether he was genuinely sad or just wanted to act cute.

Having been a demon for thousands of years, I finally found out it was a KP.

is 0!

It's 0!!!

Xinhengyuan: Stop pulling! If you keep pulling, I'll lose all my hair!

Ba Chi loosened his fingers, his tone suddenly turning somber: "But yin and yang are in balance. Although the righteous energy is dead, the black energy is nothing more than a final, dying struggle, a last gasp before its demise."

"It's just a false prosperity."

Righteousness—is it dead?

What does it mean for righteousness to die? Negative energy won't last long either. Tell me what you mean by the final, false prosperity?

How can righteousness, this global consciousness, die?

Xin Hengyuan stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

Hachi also noticed Shin Hengyuan's worry and stroked Shin Hengyuan's head to comfort him.

"It's alright, little one. The righteous energy and the dark energy are dead. It just means that the extraordinary power will disappear. Then we will become ordinary people again."

"Besides, the black energy is still relatively healthy now and can last for another four or five hundred years. By then, we might be able to find a new solution, who knows?"

This makes all of this sense.

Why are there so few Onmyoji, monks, psychics, and other people with extraordinary abilities—it's because righteousness has disappeared!

"Then how did you know all this?" Shin Heng Yuan pressed on.

"Because I am a god." Hachi stood with his hands on his hips, speaking with righteous indignation. "Don't underestimate false gods. Gods are born with the ability to sense the existence of righteous energy and dark energy. Although false gods are weaker, they can still have a vague sense of it."

"I can't sense any righteous energy now, only dark energy. Doesn't that mean righteous energy is dead?"

Xin Hengyuan's lips twitched uncontrollably.

This reasoning process is indeed simple and straightforward, but it's absolutely correct.

"Then what does this have to do with the gods?" Shin Hengyuan pressed.

"Even the gods are now struggling to protect themselves."

Ba Chi sighed, his tone revealing a sense of helplessness, like the saying "the rabbit mourns the fox's death."

"In order to maintain their divine immortality, they need a great deal of faith and a great deal of willpower! But in this day and age, people's faith has long been shallow, and there is hardly any incense left to offer."

"Trying to attract believers by performing miracles? That won't work either. The world's energy is too scarce right now. Every time you manifest, you consume a huge amount of divine power, but the replenishment afterwards is pitifully small."

"Moreover, there's the possibility of a backlash from the dark energy, making it even more of a loss."

"Every time you show up, you lose money, and the more you lose, the less you dare to show up. You see, kid, isn't this a vicious cycle?"

"So, it's not that they don't want to take action, it's that they really can't afford to."

Eight feet spread out his small hands, looking helpless.