[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-becoming-a-god-through-horror":3,"chapter-becoming-a-god-through-horror-becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-154":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Becoming a God Through Horror",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2273697,4441,"Chapter 154: Ninefold Blood River Pearl, First Layer: Ten Thousand Illusions Robe","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-154",154,"\u003Cp>Under Louis’s persuasion, David agreed to go to California in March.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there’s no rush yet—American high school holidays are divided into three parts: winter, summer, and spring; winter break hasn’t ended yet, and after it ends, there’s still over a month of classes before spring break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the meantime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis finally completed the sealing of the magic artifact he had long desired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rebirth Prison Base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One drop of witch’s blood, plus a bone from a demon-eater.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, add some straw—now the fire’s lit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him, a flickering flame burned with an eerie red-pink hue, and atop it, a crimson bead spun wildly, its interior revealing three shifting images in rapid succession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis controlled the flame while pouring magic power into the bead, slowly carving the sealing patterns according to the Blood River Pearl’s method.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each sealing layer was like machine code—enhancing both quality and function, while also encrypting the artifact itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond materials, the most vital part of a magic artifact were these seals; without them, functionality vanished, and the artifact lost its elevated status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each carving consumed vast amounts of magic power, and the process itself was a refining of the artifact—especially crucial for a physical attack artifact like the Blood River Pearl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, carving the seals was far more difficult, further increasing the artifact’s crafting difficulty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Louis lost the energy for banter, his eyes locked onto the bead, the Spirit Vision Technique automatically activated, aiding his Yin Spirit in precisely carving the seals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This process drained immense mental energy; without first refining a Yin Spirit-level consciousness, attempting to carve seals was utterly unthinkable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only because Louis had cultivated his Yin Spirit and once communed with Jiali did his Yin Spirit’s cohesion improve significantly—otherwise, carving these seals now would have been nearly impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In essence, magic artifacts were never meant for solitary cultivators!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was likely common for third-generation solitary cultivators to spend their entire lives, passing down the craft, just to forge a single artifact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darkness reigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis labored for three full days and nights, hair disheveled, eyes bloodshot, before finally completing the first sealing layer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the first seal was fully carved, a shimmering light flashed across the Blood River Pearl’s surface, as if it had gained sentience; simultaneously, the flames beneath it were instantly drained of their mystical energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis extended his hand; his Yin Spirit tugged slightly, and the bead floated automatically into his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thought, the bead expanded to the size of a human head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slight surge of magic power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The alloy wall before him was instantly pierced through by a hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood River Pearl spun back to Louis’s front, darting rapidly up and down like a wall of bronze and iron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Blood River Pearl—a physical attack artifact, capable of both offense and defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was still only a low-grade artifact; once thirteen seals were carved and it became a high-grade artifact, it could nurture its own sentience, then automatically protect its master without requiring extra mental focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Blood River Pearl now officially a magic artifact, the three phantom images within it became clear and solid, no longer hazy illusions; with just two more seals, it could absorb six types of monster blood, and when combined with the nine monster bloods, it could forge a Human Blood Elixir to enhance cultivation base and replenish vital essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Louis took a brief rest, recovered his strength, then resumed forging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second seal was different from the first—it was noticeably easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis completed it in two days; the third was the same. Only when he reached the fourth seal did difficulty spike sharply—each set of three seals formed a minor threshold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Louis spent seven days total and carved three sealing layers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Punishment Chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him sat Wang Wang, clutching the bead, Louis stared at the heavily muscled white inmate chained to the wall—he had been sent down by the higher prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raped and murdered six Asians, trafficked firearms, abused narcotics; but since there was no death penalty, and his victims were a discriminated-against group, he paid enough to have his sentence reduced from euthanasia to fifteen years. Rumor had it his gang planned to get him medical parole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, that wouldn’t happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis had no habit of releasing his experimental materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey! Kid! Where the hell did you bring me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know who I am? My backers are…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis frowned—idle talk. In this city, no matter how powerful your underworld connections, could they surpass mine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand; the bead instantly flared crimson, and a mysterious suction emerged from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… what are you doing… it hurts… ah…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid shrieks of agony, the man’s skin turned crimson, capillaries rupturing; the moment the first drop of blood surfaced, his fate was sealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splash!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of finger-thick holes appeared; blood spurted from them, rushing straight toward the bead, absorbed into its depths—the river of blood within churned a deeper crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man hanging on the wall had become a shriveled pile of shredded flesh, his handcuffs and chains loosening as he collapsed to the floor in a heap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Weak suction—might work as a distraction against monsters. Next, test if it affects spiritual entities.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered to himself, then walked toward another room; the furry black dog beside him trotted after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other inmates hanging in the room sighed in relief—though they’d stumbled into a demon’s lair, they might live a little longer. Thank goodness…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, toss them into the Blood Curse Chamber—don’t waste them.” Louis’s voice echoed from afar; several burly men immediately moved into action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group’s faces turned deathly pale; they screamed and cursed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis ignored them all, entering the next room—the same lung cancer addict who’d turned to drugs to earn money for his family; he was still alive, pale-faced but surprisingly alert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d likely live a while longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Louis enter, he immediately began acting on his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gripped his severed hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the nearby malevolent spirits and semi-malevolent spirits had previously been drawn here, over time, new ones had regenerated and relocated from other areas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So summoning one or two was still easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they entered through the open door, it slammed shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis stood at the doorway, smiling pleasantly at the semi-malevolent spirits. “Don’t worry—it’s just an experiment. You won’t die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The addict’s eyebrow twitched—he didn’t know what to say. Better to say nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A torment began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The semi-malevolent spirits frantically tried to escape, but found every surface searing hot to the touch—this was clearly a trap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they wanted to attack, Louis was flanked by a furry black dog that merely sat there, baring its teeth—just the sight made them tremble with fear, too terrified to approach!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood bead expanded, shrank, flew, darted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It moved at blinding speed through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire room glowed crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid muffled screams, when the crimson light faded, all the semi-malevolent spirits had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the blood bead remained, circling Louis. “Excellent—no wonder it’s a magic artifact. I knew it—once magic power was involved, it couldn’t just be a physical weapon. That’d feel wrong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still, its attack on malevolent spirits is mediocre—not as potent as its physical strikes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So it has its focus.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, good—this bead is fully worthy of being my primary offensive weapon for the foreseeable future.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis gently caressed the Blood River Pearl’s smooth surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided to focus his efforts on the Blood River Pearl first, then turn to the Ten Thousand Illusions Robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the Yin Spirit’s Three Arts?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were somewhat difficult—he was still working through them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So far, he’d only roughly understood the Corpse Body Art—it shared similarities with Spirit Vision, but the Corpse Body Art was strange, containing hidden flaws; beyond pure toxic qi infusion for body refinement, it seemed to conceal other methods. Thus, he decided to proceed cautiously, waiting until he fully understood it before practicing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the next month, Louis was consumed by carving seals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ultimately succeeded in carving nine seals into the Blood River Pearl and one seal into the Ten Thousand Illusions Robe, making it a proper magic artifact with the Mo Spirit’s illusionary abilities—far stronger than the Tattered Thread Technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew～”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis exhaled deeply. Over the past month, he hadn’t slept a single night; and since he seemed genuinely gifted in this area, he’d actually achieved this in just one month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember, the seals grew harder the further you went.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If only I had more magic power and stronger Yin Spirit—I could’ve completed twelve seals on the Blood River Pearl this month.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis thought with confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stretched, checked the time—it was late February, just days away from March.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cultivation really makes you lose track of time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Time for a walk—get some fresh air.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis stepped out of the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began wandering through the base, when he happened upon a strange scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doll Fenli was listening to a bald man in the base’s prison guard uniform, who chattered about his past: how he’d fought a deathless killer, slain him, only for lightning to revive him—but he’d ultimately killed him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fenli nodded constantly, as if approving, but its eyeballs kept rotating, its knife repeatedly drawn and sheathed, drawn and sheathed—unable to decide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That Andre gorilla wasn’t human—he grabbed me in one hand, forced me to train every day, called me a ‘good seed.’ Pfft—a good seed with a broken brain?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know I’m mentally broken, but he acted like he didn’t—so who’s really the one with the broken mind?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…If this place didn’t have such good perks, I’d never work for that gorilla.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The speaker was none other than Tang Mi Javies, who had escaped from the psychiatric hospital and helped Louis and the others capture Jason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1644,"2026-06-19T23:34:28.869Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e17767dabf4e02003fa133ff1022a3a5d7b76b287b9a7a6c61da5236becf5519","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-155","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-153",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]