Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

The thin man nodded, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"Hmph, wishful thinking! Chase them!"

A dozen or so figures vanished into the night in an instant.

All that was left was a deep, circular pit. Who knows what kind of commotion the villagers would cause when they saw this scene the next day?

Chapter 264

A forest in Okayama Prefecture.

As night fell, Cui Ming and his group stopped in a mountain hollow.

Nestled against a cliff and surrounded by forests on three sides, this place is a good temporary rest stop.

Bai Lian took out several array plates from his Devouring Pouch and set up a warning array around the area.

Yongen sat down against a tree and closed his eyes to rest.

Meifumen was squatting next to Cui Ming, her hands supporting her chin, her eyes fixed on him.

Cui Ming ignored her and looked at Gui Tun instead.

"Come with me."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked deeper into the woods.

Gui Tun understood and silently got up to follow.

Meifumon wanted to follow along, but Yongen stopped her.

Yongen shook his head, his eyes filled with determination.

Meifumon couldn't beat her, so she could only snort softly, pout, and obediently stay where she was.

However, his eyes kept glancing towards where Cui Ming was.

Deep in the woods, Cui Ming stopped.

He turned to look at Gui Tun, a flash of eerie blue light in his eyes.

A new spiritual connection has been established.

This link only contains him and Oni-Tun.

Gui Tun remained expressionless, offering no further comment, merely nodding slightly as if obeying his master's arrangements.

Cui Ming nodded secretly.

This guy looks young, but he's incredibly shrewd and quick to understand.

"Go ahead."

Cui Ming had an encrypted conversation with Gui Tun via the link.

"Everything about the Cursed Guild."

Gui Tun took a deep breath and began to narrate in the link.

This lecture lasted for half an hour.

The history of the Curse Binding Society is much longer than Cui Ming had anticipated.

It originated four hundred years ago, at the end of the Warring States period in the island nation.

At that time, wars raged in various places, and a large number of orphans were displaced, many of whom were innate extraordinary people who had awakened their special abilities.

These children were seen as monsters by ordinary people, as ominous by samurai, and as prey by Onmyoji, with nowhere to go.

Most people with innate superhuman abilities face a life-or-death test upon awakening.

After all, back then, the appearance of a naturally gifted person meant money.

Even a corpse is worth a lot of money.

Especially for those who have recently died, these Onmyoji will use secret techniques to transform the soul of the dead into a shikigami.

Those who survive are even more precious. Just from what Oni-dono knows, those innate extraordinary individuals who were captured alive will eventually become the most powerful shikigami.

These shikigami mostly require the innate souls of extraordinary individuals filled with resentment and hatred to possess powerful abilities after death.

Therefore, most people with innate superhuman abilities who have no hope of escaping will choose to commit suicide.

If he doesn't die, then what awaits him is a fate worse than death.

Just when everyone with supernatural abilities was feeling insecure, a mysterious figure calling himself "Great God" appeared.

He began to take in these children and bestow upon them purple energy, granting them greater power.

The price is simple: to sign a contract declaring allegiance to him and to fight for him and for all innate superhumans.

This was the prototype of the Curse Binding Society.

The first group of naturally gifted individuals were deeply grateful to the Great God.

They found shelter, companions, and a reason to live.

Most of them have tragic experiences, and because they have been caught in the rain, they also want to hold an umbrella for others.

They wanted to create a place where people with extraordinary abilities like themselves could live together.

They were willing to risk their lives for the Great God, even if it meant dying in battle.

Because the Great God had promised in the contract that as members of the Cursed Guild, they could be reborn in the Sacred Pool after death.

"I was one of the original members."

Gui Tun said, his voice tinged with bitterness.

"I was only sixteen years old back then. I was chased and beaten, and my body was covered in injuries."

The appearance of the Great God gave me power and the hope to live.

I swore then and there that I would dedicate my life to fighting for those with innate superhuman abilities.

Cui Ming didn't interrupt, but listened quietly.

"But... at that time, we were all so immersed in seeing hope that we began to yearn for it."

"No one expected that this honey of hope was mixed with deadly arsenic."

"Later, others realized that the so-called resurrection actually came at a price."

Gui Tun sighed and continued.

"And I am a cautionary tale for everyone."

Because my abilities are specifically designed for people with supernatural abilities, they are ineffective against ordinary people.

So I have always been on the front line of the fight. The resurrection after my first death made me lose my awe of death.

The second death robbed me of my ability to judge the situation.

At that moment, all I could think about was that I could be resurrected anyway, and I completely disregarded life and death.

Even at the cost of their lives, they would still try to take a piece of flesh from those high and mighty nobles.

Then came the third time, the fourth time... Gradually, I couldn't remember some of the details.

Human emotions are also gradually fading.

Later, I became the first puppet to completely lose my mind and obey the orders of the Great God.

Others discovered through research that those who had died multiple times had completely transformed into another kind of being.

A puppet, devoid of its own thoughts and feelings, merely obeying orders.

"So, all of this was done intentionally by Omikami?"

Cui Ming interjected.

Gui Tun nodded.

"Yes, he just used us as tools."

What a wonderful tool! It's fearless of death and pain, and it won't break.

Even if it dies, it can be pulled out of the sacred pool, given a new body, and continued to be used.

Gui Tun gave a self-deprecating laugh and continued speaking.

"But apart from fools like me, the first group of people, that guy Omikami, still had some reservations."

Because we know too many secrets of the Curse Guild, and they are wary of me after I lost my mind.

After some back and forth with the Great God, they reached an agreement.

"An agreement has been reached?"

Cui Ming found it somewhat strange.

"Correct."

Gui Tun nodded his head.

"They didn't expose his tricks and continued to serve Omikami."

And Omikami didn't force them to do anything, keeping them alert.

As for those who joined later, the contracts have been modified.

After multiple deaths, they would be completely controlled, becoming true puppets with no hope of escape.

Cui Ming seemed to be deep in thought.

It seems that this "Great God" is even more adept at manipulating people's hearts than he imagined.

"Then you now..."

Cui Ming looked at Gui Tun.

"And how did you regain your senses?"

Ghost Devourer remained silent for a long time.

"I'm not entirely sure either. It might be that the power of the Pill Devouring you, my lord, severed the Great God's control over me."