bullyxtreme Chapter 36 Why Does Hell Look So Much Like Earth?
Chapter 36 Why Does Hell Look So Much Like Earth?
Wang Laoliu had been silent for a long time, and when he was suddenly called out, he was a little confused, just like Zhang Huaimin who was woken up in the middle of the night.
[Who? Who are you talking about? Who's in such a terrible state that their spiritual root has been dug out?!]
Li Tingyun: "It's me."
[Huh? When did this happen? Why don't even I, the original author, know about it!]
"Don't mention it."
Li Tingyun recalled seeing the villain's original owner's childhood memories in the illusion created by Bai Wuchang. When he was a teenager, his spiritual root was dug out by someone, and the villagers laughed at him, saying that his dream of cultivating immortality was just wishful thinking.
He was also smeared with urine and mud, which was both pitiful and funny.
"Wang Laoliu, this is the consequence of not explaining the villain's background in detail when you wrote the story. You only cared about making people kill everything as soon as they appeared, with twisted personalities and unstable minds, but you didn't mention how a person grew up to be like that, so the system arranged a miserable childhood for them."
Hmm... this arrangement is quite reasonable.
[What's that saying again? Lucky people spend their lives being healed by their childhood, while unlucky people spend their lives healing from their childhood. The newly added "Creative Inspiration" module is quite intelligent; it even filled such a huge gap!]
Li Tingyun: "It's still the same question. What results will be obtained if the spiritual root is removed?"
【……you guess?】
"The despicable practice of harvesting people's spiritual roots is quite common in your books. I remember that in the chapters before you announced the eunuchs, an organization called the 'Spiritual Root Hunter Group' appeared, which was dedicated to doing this."
Yes. Actually... this is another foreshadowing I planted to weaken the villain, hehe... but I didn't want to go into details, so I didn't continue writing.
Li Tingyun: "..."
After all that talk, it turns out the crux of the problem still lies with Wang Laoliu.
"I think your article title is not suitable to be called 'The First Sword of Immortal Path,' it should be called 'On the Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Ways for Villains to Die.' And you, my friend, you are the real... the number one scoundrel of Immortal Path."
It's not entirely my fault.
[Based on the "quantum coupling" theory mentioned earlier by 001, the life trajectories of the host and the original owner will overlap accordingly.]
[When the system filled in your backstory after you transmigrated into the book, it chose such a tragic plot line, most likely because... you weren't doing too well in the real world either!]
As Li Tingyun walked behind Mei Shiyu, he heard Wang Laoliu say something that pierced his heart, and he couldn't help but stop. His already mixed feelings were now made even worse.
[Host, I remember when you first told me you were an orphan. I thought you were lying to me.]
This is a classic case of bringing up a sore subject; it's just asking for trouble!
Li Tingyun hardened his fist: "I'll give you one more chance to speak."
Oops... I suddenly remembered, I think I forgot to turn off the gas...
[Friendly Reminder 001: Human customer service is offline. You have been transferred to a chatbot. Don't worry!]
[The transmigration system is online 24/7, accompanying you through every obstacle to continue your journey!]
Li Tingyun said coldly, "Wang Laoliu, can you even go home?"
Wang Laoliu clearly heard his last words from behind the system control panel.
It's as if they're declaring war: Come on, let's hurt each other.
Wang Laoliu couldn't help but bend over, clutching his aching heart, filled with regret.
How could they choose such a troublemaker as their host from among millions of people?!
Li Tingyun felt sullen and kept kicking an innocent little stone the whole way.
Until I accidentally kicked it away.
A small stone landed on the bottom of Xuan Yu, who was walking ahead with a cat-like gait.
It struck the awkward spot perfectly, and the black cat's high-raised tail instantly drooped down.
"..."
Li Tingyun looked up at the sky.
His feet refused to admit that it had nothing to do with him.
He had almost forgotten that the cat had actually followed them to the brink of death.
A new question formed in my mind: What is he doing here in this territory?
"Meow."
Xuanmao ran up to Mei Shiyu and blocked his way.
Xuan Yu originally intended to transform into his original form and say goodbye to him here, but when he saw a certain rascal approaching, he couldn't suppress his cat-like nature and hissed at him, causing his face to twitch.
Mei Shiyu turned to look at Li Tingyun, "Didn't you say you were going to adopt stray cats out of kindness? What have you been doing to them behind their backs?"
Li Tingyun: "..."
He couldn't answer.
Mei Shiyu poked his forehead and smiled.
"You're so immature, like a three-year-old, your emotions are all written on your face."
The force that landed on Li Tingyun's forehead was neither too light nor too heavy, just enough to stir up ripples in his heart.
Mei Shiyu squatted down, unaware of how blatant his "disciple's" gaze was upon him.
He grasped the black cat's raised paw, his mind perfectly clear, knowing exactly what it wanted to express.
"The border town is just ahead, so we'll part ways here. If you see Si Wuxie, please tell him that the person he's looking for, his sister Si Wuyou, is currently traveling with us, so he doesn't need to worry about the little fox's safety."
Xuanmao was stunned for a moment, and only after a while did she understand what he meant, and slowly nodded.
Mei Shiyu released the cat's paw and watched it run away before standing up.
“Yuanbao, you don’t need to worry about your innate talent. I never force anyone when I take on a disciple. I don’t know what you’ve been through in the past or why you show signs of cultivating demonic arts, but as long as you can straighten your mind and be willing to abandon the demonic path and embark on the righteous path of cultivating immortality, I will not go back on my promise to be your master.”
Li Tingyun received his words in her sea of consciousness, "Master, I... understand."
Of course, there is a vast distance between what he calls "knowing" and "doing," as far as the distance between Mount Everest and the Mariana Trench.
Wang Wu, who had already walked a long way away, looked back and saw that the two of them were still standing in the same spot.
He had no choice but to run back, asking, "Hey, why are you all stopping?"
Li Tingyun asked curiously, "That's what I wanted to ask you too! Why have you been following us?"
Wang Wu rubbed his beard and said, "It's always better to have more people. Even a tiger can't defeat a pack of wolves, and a single tree can't make a forest..."
He originally intended to live a carefree life alone, and he wasn't afraid even without magic powers, as his intelligence was enough. But the fierce ghost he encountered at the city gate... tsk, it completely dispelled his idea of venturing out on his own.
He closed his eyes, held up a finger, shook his head, and muttered incantations, reasoning, "Look, there's only one road from the Gates of Hell to here. The sides of this road look like wilderness. What does wilderness mean? It means, of course, that this place is full of unknown dangers..."
I can't make this up anymore.
Wang Wu opened his eyes, but there was no one in front of him.
Startled, he quickly turned around and saw the two figures walking away. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and hurriedly chase after them.
Then, he heard Li Tingyun ask Mei Shiyu:
"Master, why does Hell look so much like the human world?"
At the end of the road was a cliff.
Below the cliff, the lights of thousands of homes shine.