Chapter 60: The Third Extraordinary Route

Meng Yi analyzed the third extraordinary system of the Demon Slayer world, collected and saved the relevant data, and his gaze fell on the monster who was almost suffocated.

Slightly dispersing the suppression of "Biochemical Psionics," he said in a flat voice: "Japanese King, what did you just say?"

The short and ugly Japanese King endured the urge to cough violently, squeezed a flattering smile on his old face, and flattered.

"Demon God, the little one is willing to cooperate with all your needs and actions, only praying that your glory can slightly favor the little one."

"Oh?"

Meng Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, directly poking through the hypocritical cover-up, smiling like a smile: "In other words, you want a longer lifespan, and for this, you don't hesitate to pay any price?"

The Japanese King didn't expect Meng Yi to be so easy to talk to, and his expression was ecstatic.

"Demon God, you... you agreed?"

"This is very simple, but—"

Meng Yi deliberately hung the Japanese King's appetite; he planned to tease this monster.

He is not afraid of greed, but he is afraid of the stubborn ones who have no demands.

"I want to test your awareness."

The Japanese King's heart sank, but he remained calm on the surface, pretending to be overjoyed and echoing: "Should be! Should be! Demon God, please test as much as you want, the little one's loyalty to you is absolutely not fake!"

Meng Yi didn't commit, and asked with interest: "You want to extend your lifespan by 100 years, or 200 years, 300 years, 500 years, or 'immortality'?

"Note that you only have one chance to choose, and different lifespans correspond to different tests."

Hearing this, the Japanese King's eyes were red and his breathing was rapid.

Immortality!

Even if there is an extra 'Retired Emperor' on his head, so what? That is immortality!

Just thinking about the enjoyment of status and power of immortality made the Japanese King unable to control his excitement.

"Demon God, are you really going to generously bestow immortality upon the little one?"

Meng Yi didn't answer directly, the smile on his face grew wider: "Decided to choose the last one?"

"Decided! Just choose the last one! I can pass any test, please Demon God, you must believe in my capacity!"

The Japanese King said decisively, his speed was fast, as if he was afraid that Meng Yi would go back on his word.

Meng Yi nodded perfunctorily, the black light silk thread piercing the old priest's eyebrows turned into a pale bone sword with a ferocious appearance.

The bone sword pierced the floor and stopped at a position within the Japanese King's reach.

"Pick up the sword."

The aged Japanese King heard the sound and stood up tremblingly, hunched his waist, and tried his best to pull out the pale bone sword.

Meng Yi said: "I heard you have a blood descendant named 'Xiao Zhao'."

"The first test, remove all its lean meat, don't leave any fat, and cut it into minced meat finely."

"The second test, remove all its fat, don't leave any lean meat, and also cut it into minced meat finely."

"The third test, remove all its cartilage, don't leave any debris on it, and still have to cut it into minced meat finely."

"What?!"

A monster involved who was about twenty years old couldn't hold it anymore, rolled and crawled to hug the Japanese King's thigh, crying and saying: "Father! I am your favorite child!"

"You must not listen to the rumors and bewitchment of the evil god! This evil god is so cruel, how could he give you longevity!"

"If the evil god really gives you longevity, the child will die for it, there is no need for father to take action, the child will take the lead in dying, so what?"

The Japanese King wavered and struggled inside. How could he not see the undisguised malice of the Demon God?

Man is the knife and I am the fish, what can I do?

One side is the opportunity to exchange for his own survival, with a very low probability of obtaining immortality.

One side is to preserve his name before and after death, and then die under the Demon God's butcher knife.

How to choose, the result is very clear.

In order to survive in the world and enjoy the beauty of immortality, what is wrong with sacrificing the blood descendant he likes most?

"Xiao Zhao, it's time for you to repay the kindness of raising you!"

The Japanese King gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and slashed the pale bone sword toward the monster's neck, preparing to give it a painful way to die.

"Eh, this won't do."

Meng Yi flicked his finger, and the blade of the pale bone sword deflected.

"It scolded me just now."

"I want it to endure the above three tests on you while it is still alive."

The pale bone sword split into two, half of which turned into hundreds of black needle-like objects, piercing the monster's limbs and bones, providing energy replenishment for its survival.

……

Miserable wails rang through the scarlet Imperial Palace, and the Japanese women with poor endurance fainted repeatedly several times.

The moon was in the middle of the sky.

The crazy Japanese King pointed to three piles of minced meat and the skeleton with a bone sword.

"Demon God, look, look quickly, I did it! I did it!"

"Give me immortality quickly! I want longevity! I want to live forever!"

Meng Yi, who was immersed in studying the shrine priest system, was slightly displeased.

Taking a step out, he came to the skeleton, used the mental technique of the shrine priest system, condensed the negative evil consciousness that had just been produced, and temporarily locked it in the skeleton, and the skeleton's eye sockets gradually ignited with phosphorus fire.

"Interesting technique, the expansion of spirit, consciousness, and soul, that great yin-yang master is a bit interesting."

Meng Yi walked around the "Skeleton Shikigami" twice, "The last test."

"Either defeat this 'Shikigami,' or kill the last blood descendants, concubines, and servants in the field, choose."

The Japanese King, whose mind was already abnormal, vaguely saw Xiao Zhao with a ferocious face on the "Skeleton Shikigami," questioning him why he was so cruel.

"The second one! I choose the second one!!"

The Japanese King was scared to tears, didn't dare to face the "Skeleton Shikigami," gripped the bone sword tightly, rolled and crawled into the crowd, and started killing.

Due to the pressure of "Biochemical Psionics," the monsters who couldn't stand up could only wait to be slaughtered, and died under the Japanese King's butcher knife one after another.

"I did it!"

"I passed the last test!"

The Japanese King went completely crazy, screaming and rushing toward Meng Yi, taking the longevity he dreamed of.

【Slash—!】

Just one meter away from Meng Yi, the "Skeleton Shikigami" pierced the Japanese King's spine from the side, causing him to fall on the road one step away from success.

【Urgh—urgh—】

"Demon... Demon... God... you... words... no..."

At the moment of death, his chaotic thinking cleared slightly, and the Japanese King's last words were not finished, and his head tilted and died unjustly.