Free Web NovelSuolang Baima was a very vulgar person, thoroughly vulgar. When Lu Yibei peered into his memories, she saw naked, endless desire.
The reason he betrayed the Night Watch was precisely because, as a Night Watch operative, his desires could not be satisfied at all.
He was like a ferocious and greedy beast; there was no place for him within the Night Watch.
Perhaps it was because his desires were too intense that he was so easily influenced by Lu Yibei's Charm ability.
If it were someone with lofty ideals, weak material desires, who took it upon himself to benefit humanity, or even all living beings in the world, it would be a different story whether Lu Yibei charmed him or he brainwashed Lu Yibei.
However, people like Suolang Baima were often the easiest to deal with. As long as you temporarily satisfied his desires, you could temporarily tame the beast in his heart.
He indulged in the pleasure of combat and slaughter, so give him unparalleled power.
He craved wealth, so give him inexhaustible treasures.
He craved freedom, so give him the greatest degree of freedom.
When scamming and phishing, of course, the more exaggerated and fantastical the story, the better!
You also couldn't oversell it all at once. To avoid the situation where after the first success, he couldn't be fooled during the second practice, the "payment" had to be made in installments.
Thinking this, while continuously transmitting "signals" to Suolang Baima, Lu Yibei silently unleashed her Royal Authority and Charm abilities.
Use Charm to bewitch the mind and shake belief, and use Royal Authority to notarize promises and make people believe.
Although Lu Yibei hadn't asked Qingji if these two abilities could increase the success rate when casting a Spell, trying it didn't cost anything.
At worst, she would just start over!
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"I promise..."
A blurred voice sounded in Suolang Baima's mind.
Immediately after, like an illusion, he saw himself walking in the world like a god. He saw seemingly endless battles, mountains of corpses and seas of blood that could drown an entire city, and saw the Night Watch operatives who had once hunted him like a stray dog finally fall under his blade...
What was shown in the illusion was the power he had once desperately craved but could not obtain.
However, even after seeing such a scene, he still didn't believe the voice's promise to him, until he used his Spiritual Sense to carefully investigate the faint Spiritual Energy fluctuations that came with the voice...
He believed it, and an unprecedented fervor rose in his heart.
That Spiritual Energy fluctuation contained a majestic and dignified aura, as if a god was notarizing it, proving that everything promised in the vow was true.
No, it might even be a Calamity that could be called a god!
If that were the case, she might really be able to do it! Suolang Baima thought.
Just as he was tempted by power and his mind wavered for a moment, silver-gray misty light rose around him, enveloping him and pulling his consciousness towards the location where the Directional Soul Summoning Spell was being cast.
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In the dilapidated unfinished building.
Lu Yibei, with her eyes tightly closed, suddenly felt the surrounding Spiritual Energy fluctuations tremble violently, stirring up gusts of strong wind.
Something is coming! Did the Spell succeed?
No way, didn't the Ancestor say that this Directional Soul Summoning Spell wasn't that easy to learn, and that failing a few times when first practicing was normal?
Even he, the Ancestor, failed five times and only barely succeeded on the sixth try... Wait, something's wrong!
Could it be that something went wrong and some unknown entity was summoned?
Thinking of this, Lu Yibei suddenly opened her eyes and looked ahead.
The dark corner of the unfinished building was somehow already enveloped in silver-gray light. A pale flame flickered on the open space in front of the incense table, constantly expanding and emitting light without temperature.
Seeing this, Lu Yibei's heart skipped a beat. She silently put the items needed to cast the Directional Soul Summoning Spell into her God Kingdom Prototype, and then took out Lingtai Pure Karma and several Alchemy Dirty Bomb 3.1 test versions.
These test version Alchemy Dirty Bombs were all modified using the limited remaining stock from before. They abandoned the original transparent containers and were replaced with inconspicuous, gray-black camouflage metal containers.
In Tang City, Lu Yibei discovered that the mixed liquid inside the Alchemy Dirty Bombs inevitably glowed. Using transparent containers made it easy to alert enemies when used, reducing the hit rate.
Although a lack of hits could be compensated by quantity, as long as the artillery coverage was large enough, it wasn't a problem, but that was ultimately a bit wasteful.
Therefore, after returning to Hua City, she began to improve the containers for the Alchemy Dirty Bombs, resulting in these "ordinary" little gadgets.
As for why it was 3.1 instead of 4.0... it was mainly because only the appearance was modified, and the actual power was not significantly enhanced.
However, she already had an idea for the 4.0 upgrade plan: she just needed to engrave solidified Spells on the metal shell to shield against Spiritual Sense detection.
When used with Paper Cicada Immortal, it could also shield Paper Cicada Immortal's Spiritual Energy fluctuations, killing two birds with one stone!
However, engraving solidified Spells on the container of every Alchemy Dirty Bomb was a massive undertaking that Lu Yibei couldn't complete independently, so she had already asked Du Sixian for help in procuring the materials.
When the new batch of Alchemy Dirty Bombs matching Paper Cicada Immortal was made, they should be usable.
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Time passed little by little. After more than ten seconds.
The pale flame expanded to its limit and then suddenly spun, forming a surging vortex.
Immediately after, a dark and deep void, like a lifeless eye, slowly opened in the center of the vortex, as if opening a small rift leading to the underworld.
In the depths of the rift, something was wriggling, carrying an uncomfortable aura clearly different from that of living people.
Cold, dark, and lifeless.
The faint Spiritual Energy scattered in the air around became inexplicably heavy, trembling and emitting faint screams, as if resisting the descent of the entity in the vortex.
Lu Yibei held the sword in her right hand and the bomb in her left, silently recalling the incantations of various Spells, standing ready.
She was prepared. As long as any strange thing crawled out of the vortex formed by the Spell, she would immediately unleash a set of "Disaster Standard Combos."
According to Qingji, if the Directional Soul Summoning Spell deviated and summoned some unknown entity, it must be dealt with immediately, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
After all, those uninvited guests often carried strong malice.
【It's coming out】
A preemptive thought flashed through Lu Yibei's mind. Without thinking, she threw the Alchemy Dirty Bomb in her hand.
Regardless of whether the summoned entity was Suolang Baima or not, she would blow it up first! fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
If it really was Suolang Baima's soul, she could just summon him again after he was blown up, and it would also save the step of sending the soul away after the summoning ended.
If it wasn't... then this was just me seizing the initiative and catching them off guard! Lu Yibei thought.
The next moment, a black shadow shot out from the vortex and fell in front of her, instantly coalescing into a chaotic black shadow similar to an unformed urban legend.
Suolang Baima, who had awakened from the silence of death, stabilized his figure in the open space in front of the incense table. He felt the breeze flowing in the air brush past his body, and his heart filled with joy. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a pale glimmer flashed in his cloudy pupils.
Immediately after, when he steadied himself and looked towards the powerful entity that had summoned him here, a large number of question marks instantly appeared in his already somewhat confused and ignorant mind, making it even more chaotic.
Where am I? Who is this woman? Wait! What does she want to do?
As Suolang Baima was thinking, two metal spheres the size of fists flew out from Lu Yibei's hand, drawing a parabola and falling at his feet with two soft thuds.
The next moment, a small, crimson handprint suddenly appeared on the two metal spheres. The light from the handprint intensified in the blink of an eye, and then...
It exploded.
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"Boom!"
With a loud bang, Suolang Baima's vision turned into a dazzling white, and the shadow of death approached him, filling him with fear.
The entire unfinished building trembled. The upper and lower floors were directly blasted through with two large holes exceeding five meters in diameter. The splashing earth and stones were swept up by the strong wind, carrying astonishing heat and blinding electric arcs, raging in the confined space.
The moment before his consciousness dissipated, Suolang Baima realized that he had ultimately been betrayed, and he let out a mournful cry, "You lied to me!"
"Cough cough!" Lu Yibei, hiding in the dark, coughed and fanned away the thick smoke in front of her, muttering, "Why does this person talk so unpleasantly?"
"How can you call it lying? This is called the above content is for reference only, everything is subject to the actual situation, and the final interpretation right belongs to Disaster, moreover..."
"Just tell me, is this Alchemy Dirty Bomb powerful or not!?"
After saying that, she waited for a moment. After the smoke in the corridor dissipated, she once again took out the materials and items for casting the Directional Soul Summoning Spell, preparing for the second practice.
This Spell was very strange. The first success didn't mean that every subsequent attempt would be successful. In her opinion, she needed to practice a lot more before performing Directional Soul Summoning on Hu Chuan.
Since she could successfully summon Suolang Baima, it proved that summoning him was safe. So she should at least practice on him a hundred or eighty times until she was proficient in the Spell, right? Lu Yibei thought.
Thus, lighting incense and candles, offering sacrifices, chanting incantations... the second Directional Soul Summoning practice began.
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From the silence of death, Suolang Baima awakened again, his mind confused.
In a ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) daze, he felt very angry, but couldn't remember the reason for the anger, only vaguely remembering that he seemed to have been deceived.
Just then, he heard a voice, a girl's voice.
"I promise..."
As the girl's voice sounded in his mind, an illusion appeared before his eyes.
He saw paradise again.
Strange, why say again?
In that illusion, he possessed a magnificent palace that no one in the world had ever seen, adorned with gold and inlaid with countless objects. Long-burning lamps made from the core of urban legend emitted various colors of light, outlining sunny days, blue skies, white clouds, and rosy clouds on the castle's dome. In the depths of the palace, there was even a treasury filled with all sorts of Spiritual Energy items and materials...
You think you can trick me with this? Who would believe it! Suolang Baima thought mockingly.
Then, he believed it.
Silver-gray mist enveloped his body, carrying him to the unfinished building.
Suolang Baima opened his eyes, looking around blankly. Immediately after, before he could see the entity who had made the promise and summoned him here, an ancient broken sword silently pressed against his throat and sliced with force...
In terror, he turned his head and saw a pair of cold eyes.
In those golden pupils, scarlet light flickered, devoid of any human emotion, like a demon god.
The impact of seeing hope and then having it instantly shattered was more terrifying than fear and despair.
After the sword fell, the unformed urban legend formed by Suolang Baima's soul dissipated again. Lu Yibei shrugged, put away Lingtai Pure Karma, and walked towards the incense table not far away.
Thus, the third Directional Soul Summoning began.
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"Suolang Baima, soul return!"
After completing the process of casting the directional Spell, Lu Yibei called out Suolang Baima's name again, but received no response. She couldn't help but furrow her brow slightly.
"Suolang Baima, soul return!"
She called out again, still receiving no response.
Lu Yibei, "..."
What's going on? Why isn't it working? Which part went wrong?
As she was thinking, the soft sound of metal and stone shattering suddenly entered her ears.
"Crack... crack..."
Following the sound, on the incense table, the curved saber that once belonged to Suolang Baima shattered. A gust of wind blew it into powder and scattered it.
The lingering regret attached to the curved saber had completely dissipated.
"..."
After a few seconds of silence, Lu Yibei's delicate eyebrows raised slightly, and then with a thought, a string of Tibetan beads and a waist pendant appeared in her hand.
"Heh, didn't expect it, did you? Besides the curved saber, I have other things!"
Thus, the third Directional Soul Summoning Spell began again.
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"I promise..."
The girl's voice sounded in his ears, and Suolang Baima woke up in surprise. For some reason, his soul trembled, and a thick fear permeated his heart.
Immediately after, the illusion outlined by the promise appeared before his eyes. He saw someone creating a world for him.
A world completely without rules, laws, or moral restrictions. He gained unparalleled power that surpassed Calamity, possessed inexhaustible treasures, all shackles restricting his freedom were broken, and the entire world bowed at his feet, allowing him to do as he pleased...
Then, he believed it again.
Although there was a voice in his heart desperately trying to stop him from doing so, such a promise was completely irresistible to someone like him.
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Thus, after being wrapped in silver-gray mist and sent to Lu Yibei, in less than five seconds, Suolang Baima once again met the fate of being decapitated.
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Time passed.
In less than two hours, Suolang Baima, who had experienced death more than twenty times, was once again pierced through by Lingtai Pure Karma.
The moment he suddenly turned his head, he saw those terrifying eyes again.
In an instant, something appeared in his mind. The scenes of dying more than twenty times flashed before his eyes, and fear exploded in his mind.
Is this hell after death?
All this torment must be atonement for what I did in my life, right?
If that's the case, I confess! Suolang Baima's mind flashed with this thought before his consciousness sank into silence.
The legendary Avici Hell was like this, dying and being reborn countless times each day, either burned by fire, struck by lightning, or subjected to weapons... constantly suffering the pain of life and death, being punished with various tortures without interruption, without interval between life and death, until annihilation and liberation.
Thus, he let go of everything, no longer having those worldly desires, his heart becoming clear and empty.
The next moment, all the items belonging to Suolang Baima that Lu Yibei held turned into fragments.
Lu Yibei, "..."
No, that's it?
I've been killed thousands of times by the Ancestor, and I wasn't like you. Are you a sore loser?
Tsk, people nowadays are too psychologically fragile!
