[{"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-231":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},2273774,4441,"Chapter 231: Wish: Evil Guidance","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-231",231,"\u003Cp>Inside the music box, the demonic clown instinctively shuddered all over, closing its eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, realizing no more sounds came, it slightly relaxed and opened its eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, a flicker of anger passed through its gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps due to its complete fusion with the human named Jack, it had acquired many human emotions—fear, cowardice—emotions that rivaled its own demonic cruelty and brutality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, Jack could never have endured the fusion process, let alone influenced it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet it still believed this was the priest’s doing; otherwise, how could it fail to control even an ordinary human?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it got out, it would find the priest’s descendants and kill them brutally—torture them mercilessly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before it could finish fantasizing, the thudding sound returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, it heard it clearly—right beside it, right next to its current hiding place…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis rubbed his chin, staring at the music box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost nun and other matters could wait; the Warrens hadn’t encountered this yet, so there was still time to prepare. For now, instead of waiting, he should think of a way to lure the demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example… using this demonic clown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered that demonic clowns were formed from fallen divine fragments and possessed, albeit rarely, the ability to grant wishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this music box clown was suspected to be one such demon—if it could grant wishes, could he wish for a demon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, his strength was insufficient, his intelligence on the demon was lacking, and he had been cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clap! Clap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His palms snapped together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, two burly men entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following Louis’s orders, they brought in a condemned prisoner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis wasted no words; he controlled the man with illusions, forcing him to turn the music box’s four-letter dial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click-click-click… click-click-click…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since there was no four-letter English word for “demon,” Louis made the prisoner turn the dial to spell “evil”—evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, because the word “evil” was too broad, Louis further manipulated the illusion to make the prisoner’s mind focus solely on the thought of finding a demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To increase targeting accuracy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the prisoner turned the music box’s crank; as music played, the top of the large music box slowly opened, revealing a pitch-black hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next step according to the rules: sacrifice six human lives? Simple enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He casually pressed a button on the nearby wall; a square hidden compartment suddenly opened in the corner of the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six bound criminals were slowly lifted up from an underground elevator, guarded by two wardens—this facility was built because Louis consumed many lives during experiments and spell practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hence, this simple, quick, and convenient setup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The six criminals had balls stuffed in their mouths; they stared at the strange scene before them, their eyes filled with varying emotions—cowardice, fear, anger, ferocity…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis ignored them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter their thoughts, they were all destined to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would a person go out of their way to crush an ant just because it stared at them? No, because they wouldn’t even notice it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The six criminals were driven forward to stand before the music box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where was the clown demon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shouldn’t it have smelled the scent of human souls and rushed out immediately to harvest them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where was the demon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis frowned. Earlier, when using the Yin Spirit technique, he had forcibly pulled it out—now that there were offerings, why wouldn’t it emerge?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thought, he tore off one criminal’s arm and hurled the gushing blood and limb into the music box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crunch-crunch—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faintly, Louis heard chewing sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instantly narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Spirit power surged into the box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the music, there was a narrow space—barely large enough for two people, tightly cramped; inside the box, strange patterns were carved, as if inscribing the Bible?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interior of this box contained another world, vastly different from its external size—somehow miraculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine Lord, why didn’t you leave me a standard cultivator’s storage bag? Now I can only envy these spatial artifacts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if you didn’t leave one, at least leave the crafting method!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll craft one myself later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head, clearing those thoughts, then used his Yin Spirit power to forcibly drag the clown demon out from inside, where it had been gnawing on the arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Woo-woo-woo—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It emitted whimpering sounds, its face gray and grotesque; the demon dressed as a clown clung desperately to the edge of the music box, as if it didn’t want to come out at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis’s brow furrowed deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this a demon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this truly a demon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The previous demons had begged for mercy, but never with such spineless cowardice—where did your cruelty and brutality, your bloodthirstiness, go?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze turned cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yin Spirit power surged violently, yanking the demon over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Louis, the clown demon shook its head frantically, uttering muffled syllables: “I… am… human…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nonsense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis slapped it; the clown demon’s expression twisted into fury and ferocity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s better.” Louis nodded, controlling the prisoner to be pushed before it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crunch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another, the six criminals died under the clown demon’s hands, trembling with the terror of impending death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the criminals died, the clown demon sucked in sharply, opening its mouth as if chewing, its grotesque face twisting into a satisfied, blissful expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, it was devouring souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In many myths and legends, demons were said to consume souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was good reason: for demons, souls weren’t just different in flavor due to personality, experience, and potential—they also satisfied hunger and boosted demonic power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theoretically, if a demon consumed enough souls, even an ordinary one could become a Demon King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, for demons, souls were irresistible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clown demon was no exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After devouring the six souls, the rules activated; the clown demon’s face darkened, glared at Louis, and slowly retreated step by step back into the music box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the lid closed, the clown demon’s eyes remained fixed on Louis—its meaning unclear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click-click-click—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the music box slowly shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crank turned again; a playful tune played.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the music stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slip of paper appeared mysteriously on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis made it float up and read it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The message was intriguing: “Wish difficulty too high; cannot be fully realized—only partial fulfillment possible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within several states, whenever a demon reveals itself or emits its aura, the music box will provide guidance to locate it—this was how the music box granted wishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never mind whether its wish-granting ability was weak or strong; frankly, it was actually granting wishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not playing tricks, not scheming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—not because it didn’t want to scheme, but because it couldn’t; the rules restrained it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The box’s creator, that priest, was far more powerful than imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis burned the note, glanced at the music box, and began planning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this demon compass, he could accelerate his progress toward Yang Shen by collecting demons—excellent. Strange artifacts must be used cleverly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should he use the monkey’s paw?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis instinctively thought of it, then immediately dismissed the idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By instinct, he still felt something off about the monkey’s paw; when his cultivation was low, he hadn’t noticed, but now that he was in Pure Yin Realm, he could faintly sense its strangeness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll deal with it when I reach Yang Shen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Next are these two boxes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dealing with one box, there are still two more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The extradimensional stone box containing the Mo God, and the box containing the cursed Tarot cards linked to the demon Eldiki.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1258,"2026-06-19T23:34:31.517Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","fb3ef3ec5f65c89dbf19a75c88d0698e9b195ee870a17b83929b14ad4517ef30","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-232","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-230",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]