[{"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-177":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},2273720,4441,"Chapter 177: Coffin Birthday Tribute, Charm Art","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-177",177,"\u003Cp>\"So, all of this ultimately stems from Mamen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis asked, his face expressionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, according to the memories I shared with it,\" Caleb replied respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mamen wants to descend into the mortal world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck, a Hell Lord descending into the mortal world—what the hell does he want? To conquer the world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis knew this was probably tied to some movie, but the clues weren’t specific enough—he couldn’t tell which one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But one thing was certain: this was huge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Lord’s descent was never a small matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, in most accounts, a Lord is a supreme ruler of Hell, commanding vast demonic legions—even the famed Seventy-Two Demon Gods rank beneath them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They are true top-tier beings of this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If such a being wishes to descend, I won’t say much else, but sweeping across America would likely be no problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck, God is really dead!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Internally, Louis was already cursing, his face still blank—he couldn’t hold it in. He’d always thought God was just pretending to be dead, slacking off, but now it was clear: God was truly dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could He claim He didn’t know what was happening in Hell?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Americans placing their faith in this thing to fend off Hell’s invasion? The idea was absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calm down—there’s still the Church. Surely the Church will handle this; after all, in the Western world, the Church is the powerful force that suppresses all evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s even God’s pastoral organization on Earth—if even it can’t handle this… then I’m out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After mentally preparing himself in a short time, Louis quickly calmed down—though from his expressionless face, you couldn’t tell he’d been shaken by the news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see. Looks like there’ll be plenty of fighting ahead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the way, do you know when it will descend, and by what means?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caleb shook his head. \"As a trusted servant, Abalam only knows these details. As for Mamen’s own descent, only Mamen himself knows.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What about the descent list?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He only knows part of it. Not just demons—most are ordinary demons, a few are great demons, and the strongest are Demon Gods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Caleb recited the names on the list—though only abbreviated forms, not true names.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A demon’s true name holds special power; some demons are enslaved the moment their true name is known, and even ordinary demons suffer negative effects once their true name is revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially priests and nuns must never learn a true name—it would make their exorcism rituals far more potent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing the list, Louis felt a chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy shit—Abalam knew of dozens of descending demons, many of them great demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wonder if the Church can even hold them off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hope they fail to descend…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. Now, give me your true name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caleb looked puzzled. \"Sir, it didn’t share this memory with me, and I’m not sure my current true name still holds power.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis smiled faintly. \"I’m not speaking to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The willow-blade golden knife slashed straight into Caleb’s shoulder, sinking three inches deep—hiss, hiss, hiss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roar!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caleb’s face twisted violently, his eyes turning completely black. \"Priest, what do you want? Do you really intend to kill me? Aren’t you afraid of the Lord behind me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis raised an eyebrow. \"Mamen? I’ve tangled with him before—I’m not afraid. As for you, it depends on whether you’re willing to surrender your true name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, Abalam seized control of Caleb’s body and leapt toward the church exit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Think you can run? Dream on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jiali!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hummm!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Powerful telekinesis surged again, like a dog leash yanking Abalam back—no matter how hard it struggled, it was useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn priest! Don’t you have any other tricks besides this witch?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course I do. Want to try?\" Louis pulled out a dark green soul stone, staring at Abalam with an expressionless face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Better not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, Abalam said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was extremely weak now; if burned again by this dual-restraining flame, it would be reduced to ash instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was merely a servant demon in Mamen’s palace—not a great demon. If it died, Mamen wouldn’t waste magic to revive it, wouldn’t even bother investigating—it was no different from cannon fodder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But submitting to a human? It still couldn’t accept that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s the difference between this and a human submitting to chickens, ducks, or fish?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intense discomfort made it choose silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not speaking?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis didn’t waste words—he ignited the flame immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark green flames erupted across its body, engulfing it entirely, turning it into a green giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the fire burned, its eyes gradually faded from black back to their original color—soon, only the left eye still glowed with black light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis didn’t stop. The dark green flame even spread to Caleb’s soul, burning both together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aaaah! Abalam, you fuck—just agree already… say yes…!\" Caleb lay on the ground, sweat pouring like rain, his eyes filled with pleading—but Abalam remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when both their souls had weakened to near-extinction and began showing signs of merging did the flames finally die out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis looked at the two unconscious figures on the ground, called out to Jiali, and turned to leave. He’d gained enough secrets—better to get out quickly and clear his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiali nodded, using telekinesis to float Caleb behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis and Jiali returned to the car near the hotel. David was smoking a cigarette outside; Haley and the others were asleep inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Louis and Jiali return, with a person floating lifelessly behind them, David showed no surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He merely gazed at the sky, exhaling a deep smoke ring—the sky within the gray-white ring seemed gray-white too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Back already?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No trouble left behind?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis glanced at David, feeling something off about his tone—like a mobster or cop movie after disposing of a body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"None.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then let’s go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cigarette extinguished. David got into the driver’s seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car slowly started, and David’s group left the small town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a group of panicked, scattering people remained—and an old man searching for his daughter possessed by a demon, only to find he’d lost both his daughter and his son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at least, they were still alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom-ba-boom-ba…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loud music echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yellow wasteland, scorching sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black highway stretched like an endless black python; the car David drove was the white stripe along its body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis sat in the car, eyes closed, calming his mind—actually restoring his magic power, while also reviewing the Folk Canon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Defeating the demon Abalam had yielded gains—it wasn’t a weak opponent, and he’d pushed himself to the limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Defeating an equal-level strong opponent should naturally unlock a new legacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the new legacy revealed—three pages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three golden pages fluttered open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forbidden Art: Coffin Birthday Tribute\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousand Thieves Begging Whores: Charm Art\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heretical Path: Five Spirits Great and Small Technique\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Solid gains—one Forbidden Art, one Thousand Thieves Begging Whores, one Heretical Path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a quick glance, Louis was astonished—no wonder it was heretical path; it was truly offbeat and sinister!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Coffin Birthday Tribute method was strange: since ancient times, coffins had been inseparable from death. Countless elders, on their deathbeds, desired a fine coffin—a proper dwelling in the underworld, sheltered from wind and rain, even if only for a modicum of peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Coffin Birthday Tribute method wasn’t just an ancient technique—it fused modern and contemporary feng shui concepts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It ingeniously proposed constructing entire streets shaped like coffins. As long as the residents lived there willingly, each day they stayed, a fraction of their lifespan became rent paid to the coffin’s owner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This extended life—even on mediocre feng shui land, one could live to a hundred. If arranged by a magic user, one hundred twenty was no problem; if the location was excellent, one could even live to 149!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why not 150? It seemed taboo—the text didn’t elaborate, only warning that it invited Heaven’s jealousy and risked turning one into a demon-human hybrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at this technique, Louis’s first thought was his grandfather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d once stopped his grandfather from using the Clown Doll Box, promising to find a solution—he’d kept this promise in mind for years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, this Coffin Birthday Tribute method seemed viable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But perhaps it needed modification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis thought of the coffin apartments donated by a certain Hong Kong tycoon in his past life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sinister legends surrounding them were countless and conflicting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it seemed he could make them real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stabilizing his mind, Louis turned to the next technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charm Art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It originated from the brothel sect within the Thirteen Thieves, Beggers, and Whores.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the brothel sect claims Guan Zhong as its ancestral master, it is truly part of the lowest underclass!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since ancient times, brothels have been dens of filth—the most corrupt places in the world, second only to the imperial harem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And brothels were the brothel sect’s stronghold, teeming with countless sinister arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eating placenta for skin nourishment, raising minor spirits to alter fortune, skin-switching, head-switching, Shi oil perfume, human-blood rouge…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one, if leaked, would be enough to terrify people to death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And all of these could be summed up in one word—Brothel Art!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the many types of Brothel Art, the one appearing on this page was relatively mild, yet still perverse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had two variants: male and female.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Female version: Take two taels of virgin’s menstrual blood, capture three girl spirits, steal one set of bones from a peerless beauty, dig out twenty fox eyes, gather a barrel of peony blossoms…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grind the menstrual blood, bones, and spirits into powder and mix into mud; spread it on the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Extract the essence of fox eyes, sear with silver needles, drip into the eyes—this steals hearts and ensnares souls, known as Fox Charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squeeze the peony blossoms for their nectar…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the Charm Art is complete: alluring, fox-like, a single frown or smile can steal hearts and snatch souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1644,"2026-06-19T23:34:28.869Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","15b98b8493303be9328b83845804571caf73a2b332e844bfbde7c8c1a040168f","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-178","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-176",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]