[{"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-214":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},2273757,4441,"Chapter 214: A Small Lesson: The Brothel Gate Returns to Its Place","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-214",214,"\u003Cp>DANG!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clash of metal on iron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But immediately after, less than a second later, a streak of crimson light flashed past, piercing the face-like creature like a torrent of bullets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The face-like creature’s towering two-and-a-half-meter frame was now riddled with countless tiny holes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis walked forward with slow, deliberate steps, the Blood River Pearl spinning lazily around him, spotless despite its crimson hue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In those mere two seconds, he had made the Blood River Pearl pierce back and forth repeatedly, creating the visual illusion of a bullet storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this differs from the movie—the mutated monster doesn’t seem ordinary; it’s still alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis could sense its vigorous life force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak—creak—creak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with its spine shattered, heart exploded, kneecaps broken, and abdomen pierced, this thing could still move!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hummmmm!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its right arm’s blood-powered chainsaw roared wildly, tendons transporting blood back into its body, rapidly repairing the countless holes and injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Roar!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The face-like creature let out a deafening roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Edith behind him react—“No!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Louis’s furrowed brow, she stepped directly in front of the face-like creature, arms outstretched, blocking it completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This woman must’ve read the letter—she’s awakened her family’s bloodlust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The movie’s morality is twisted: though beautiful, this woman, upon learning her origins, quickly embraced her family’s bloodthirsty nature, masking it beneath a veneer of familial devotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the film’s end, she even helped the face-like creature dispose of her friends’ corpses, and in the post-credits scene, she’s suspected of killing her adoptive parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, none of this concerns him—he’s neutral by nature, killing only those who provoke him, following his own heart—but this woman…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the woman before him, Louis opened his palm, and a speck of golden light bloomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Golden Page was glowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had made everything clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This creature is the one the Civil Code detected—someone with the potential to become the Master of the Brothel Gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a new approach is needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the two “monsters” before him, Louis began to think.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s your name?” Louis asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rarely remembered the names of characters in movies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the mysterious young man before her, Edith forced down her panic—“Edith, Edith Ross Sawyer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sawyer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She even changed her surname.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here’s your chance to live: become my servant. Choose for yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis spoke the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, he intended to kill this flesh-eating face-like creature—but since it now concerns his interests, he could change his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, if it refuses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he’d kill both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surely, in all of America, there’s more than just one person with the potential to become the Master of the Brothel Gate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if sensing Louis’s killing intent, the nearly liquefied face-like creature roared, its chainsaw whirring violently, the healing flesh holes accelerating their repair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cost: its fat rapidly shrank by a full circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Roar!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It leapt nimbly past Edith to the side, swinging the chainsaw horizontally, its left claw plunging downward—its target clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of displeasure crossed Louis’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A semi-transparent force formed a giant palm, gripping the face-like creature tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hurled it like a stone, smashing through the second-floor wall and down to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His form flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, he stood before the face-like creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis extended his hand slightly, lifting it left and right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The motion was effortless, yet in reality, the face-like creature was tossed violently side to side, like Loki grabbed by the Hulk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust flew everywhere; two deep craters appeared on the grass in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis intended to give this fool a brutal lesson—if it still didn’t obey, it would die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak—creak—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sickening sound of grinding bones echoed within its bloated body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood poured from the face-like creature’s seven orifices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving dark streaks across its black, armored skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaahhh—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when pierced by the pearls and nearly turned to mush, the face-like creature had never screamed like this—now it shrieked in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! No! Please spare him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I accept! I’ll be your servant!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis ignored her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked his finger casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His powerful Yin Spirit force surged deeper into the face-like creature’s body, inch by inch, fraction by fraction, pulling its spine outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even its mutated skin, once impervious to bullets, now twisted and deformed under the immense pressure, small bulges forming across its surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft sound, like a paper bag punctured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A “lamb spine” was yanked out alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dripping blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Covered in nerves and blood vessels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even twitching faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The face-like creature collapsed onto the ground, now a lifeless pile of sludge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Proof confirmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a mutated creature, possibly a legendary monster, couldn’t survive having its spine ripped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spine—the body’s great dragon, the central hub connecting all bones—once damaged, leads at best to paralysis, at worst to death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this creature truly was worthy of its mutation—even now, it hadn’t died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It still twitched its arms, but without the spine’s coordination, it couldn’t even swing them, only uttering feeble roars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It almost looked pitiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How laughable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did it ever imagine this day, when it slaughtered passersby and townsfolk?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edith, sobbing, rushed to the face-like creature’s side, trembling hands trying to staunch the massive wounds—but no matter how hard she pressed, the blood wouldn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Golden Page flew before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glowing with golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Accept it willingly, and you shall be my servant. This monster may live.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold voice echoed in her ear. Edith swallowed hard—she knew she had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With trembling fingers, she grasped the Golden Page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Golden Page became a streak of light, entering her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edith froze completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edith knelt on the ground and bowed deeply to Louis, “Greetings, Master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis felt the changes within his soul’s Civil Code.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, Edith represented the Brothel Gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the Master of the Brothel Gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brothel Gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the name suggests, it is centered on prostitutes—perhaps one of the oldest professions in human civilization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Guan Zhong established the courtesan houses during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, this profession was formally organized and spread in countless forms, continuing from ancient times into the modern era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The secrets, abilities, and techniques within such an ancient profession are exceedingly valuable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it is merely a lowly Brothel Gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Master of the Brothel Gate in the Civil Code, like the Master of the Swindle Gate, has received extensive knowledge on con artistry, intelligence gathering, bedroom arts, acting, reading people’s minds, grooming, and more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it involves little mystical power, this is only because she has just received the inheritance; over time, as she deepens her mastery, she will naturally learn those mystical methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charm arts, head-switching, skin-shifting, human-blood rouge, menses-defiling divine method, yang-stealing technique, yang-locking technique, yin-locking technique, abortion-soul cultivation method, essence-absorbing marrow-washing method…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever she learns, Louis can automatically replicate—whenever he wishes, he can master it instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the way, now that the Brothel Gate Master has awakened, he can finally use the charm art inheritance he previously obtained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There are male and female versions; the female version suits Edith perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the male version requires gathering many materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eagle’s eye, wolf’s kiss, leopard’s brain, tiger’s heart, donkey’s penis—boiled into a Five-Ingredient Soup—plus a spiritual essence distilled from slain beings bound by lust, and finally, frequent visits to brothels for practical experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Louis, this is not difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After noting this down, Louis calmed his mind and looked at the still-bleeding Pifan, and at Edith, who wished to plead but remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though voluntarily accepting the Gate Master’s identity binds one to serve Louis, it does not turn them into powerless puppets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the contrary, they retain their own personalities and thoughts, merely recognizing Louis as supreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, though she still wishes to save Pifan, she dares not urge Louis—even if he changes his mind, she will say nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis looked at Edith and said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me exactly what happened. How did he become like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edith then recounted everything that had just occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon learning that over two years ago, a mysterious figure had come here and used mystical power to transform Pifan, Louis’s expression turned strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the description in the letter made him feel oddly familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High Priest—red?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strengthening and mutating a member of the Cannibal Clan fits his desire to retaliate against white people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, this fellow’s power is truly strange—he managed to forcibly turn a merely strong man into a mystical monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though this monster seems insignificant before Louis, that is only because Louis himself is too powerful; if placed among ordinary people, he would instantly trigger a horrific massacre—even police would be useless, requiring heavy weaponry and coordinated assault to eliminate him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder he’s an Indian High Priest who wears the Triple Crown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His strength is certainly not to be underestimated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the way, though he instructed his family to assist the Indian settlements in Florida, he had never personally visited them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I should find time to go see them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, this fellow can still be put to use.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spine still hovering in the air let out a wet *plop* as it was reinserted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a blade returning to its scabbard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flesh and muscle began to heal rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1554,"2026-06-19T23:34:31.517Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ad4a1546bec27e12d9c7a5263ecda1e4bd271adebbb9fa7c5eb5d154b8f5a6a1","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-215","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-213",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]