Chapter 61

Meng Yi analyzed the third extraordinary system of the Demon Slayer world, saved the relevant data, and cast his gaze upon the nearly suffocating beast.

Slightly dissipating the suppression of his "Biochemical·Psionic" power, he said in a flat voice: "King of Wa, what did you just say?"

The short, ugly-looking King of Wa suppressed the urge to cough violently, squeezed a fawning smile onto his aged face, and flattered him.

"Lord Demon God, this lowly one is willing to cooperate with all your needs and actions, only begging that your glory might slightly favor this lowly one."

"Oh?"

Meng Yi raised an eyebrow, pierced through the hypocritical facade, and said with a mocking smile: "In other words, you want a longer lifespan and are willing to pay any price for it?"

The King of Wa did not expect Meng Yi to be so easy to talk to, and with a look of wild joy, he said: "Lord Demon God, you... you have agreed?"

"That is simple, but—"

Meng Yi deliberately whetted the King of Wa's appetite; he intended to toy with this beast.

He did not fear greed; he only feared the stubborn fools who wanted nothing.

"I want to test your resolve."

The King of Wa's heart sank, but on the surface, he remained calm, feigning uncontrollable joy as he echoed: "Of course! Of course! Lord Demon God, please test me; this lowly one's loyalty to you is absolutely without a shred of falsehood!"

Meng Yi was noncommittal and asked with interest: "Do you want to extend your life by 100 years, or 200, 300, 500, or perhaps 'immortality'?"

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

Hearing this, the King of Wa's eyes turned blood-red, and his breathing became rapid.

Immortality!

Even if a 'Retired Emperor' were placed over his head, so what? That was immortality!

Just thinking about the status and power enjoyed through immortality made the King of Wa uncontrollably excited.

"Lord Demon God, are you truly going to generously grant this lowly one immortality?"

Meng Yi did not answer directly, his smile growing wider as he said: "Decided to choose the last one?"

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

The King of Wa spoke decisively and rapidly, as if afraid Meng Yi would go back on his word.

Meng Yi nodded perfunctorily, and the black light thread piercing the elderly high priest's glabella devoured him, transforming into a hideous, pale bone sword.

The bone sword pierced the floor, stopping within the King of Wa's reach.

"Pick up the sword."

The aged King of Wa rose tremblingly at the sound, hunched over, and used all his strength to pull out the pale bone sword.

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

"The first test: trim away all its lean meat, don't leave a bit of fat, and mince it finely into meat sauce."

"The second test: trim away all its fat, don't leave a bit of lean meat, and also mince it finely into meat sauce."

"The third test: trim away all its cartilage, don't leave a single scrap of debris on it, and still, it must be minced finely into meat sauce."

"What?!"

A beast involved in this, about twenty years of age, could no longer hold it together; he crawled over to hug the King of Wa's thigh, crying and saying: "Father King! I am your favorite child!"

"You must not listen to the evil god's rumors and bewitchment! This evil god is inherently cruel; how could he possibly give you immortality!"

"If the evil god truly gives you immortality, then my death is worthwhile; there is no need for Father King to act, why shouldn't I die willingly?"

The King of Wa's heart wavered and struggled; how could he not see the Demon God's undisguised malice?

Man is the knife and chopping board, I am the fish and meat; what can be done?

On one side is a chance to exchange for his own survival, with an extremely low probability of obtaining immortality.

On the other side is preserving his reputation in life and death, only to die under the Demon God's butcher knife.

How to choose—the result was clear.

In order to survive and enjoy the beauty of immortality, what is wrong with sacrificing his favorite blood descendant?

"Xiaozhao, it is time for you to repay the grace of birth and upbringing!"

The King of Wa gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, swinging the pale bone sword toward the beast's neck, preparing to give it a quick death.

"Eh, that won't do."

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

"It just cursed me."

"I want it to endure the three tests mentioned above while still alive."

The pale bone sword split in two; one half turned into hundreds of black needle-like objects, piercing the beast's limbs and body to provide it with life-sustaining energy.

Driven to a dead end, the King of Wa, holding the smaller bone sword, had no choice but to obey the Demon God's command.

Shrieks echoed through the crimson palace; the Wa women with weaker constitutions fainted repeatedly.

The moon climbed to the center of the sky.

The crazed King of Wa pointed his bone sword at the three piles of meat sauce and the skeleton picked clean to the bone.

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

"Give me immortality quickly! I want to be immortal! I want to live forever!"

Meng Yi, immersed in researching the high priest system, was slightly displeased.

He stepped forward to the skeleton, used the mental techniques of the high priest system to condense the freshly generated negative evil consciousness, and temporarily locked it into the skeleton; the eye sockets of the skeleton gradually ignited with eerie phosphorus fire.

"Interesting technology, the expansion of spirit, consciousness, and soul; that Great Onmyoji is quite interesting."

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

"Either defeat this 'Shikigami', or kill the last of your blood descendants, concubines, and servants present; choose."

The mentally unstable King of Wa vaguely saw the hideous face of Xiaozhao on the "Skeleton Shikigami," questioning him as to why he was so cruel.

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

The King of Wa, terrified and weeping, dared not face the "Skeleton Shikigami," gripped the bone sword, and crawled into the crowd, beginning a massacre.

Due to the "Biochemical·Psionic" suppression, the beasts unable to rise could only offer their necks to be slaughtered, dying one after another under the King of Wa's blade.

"I did it!"

"I passed the final test!"

The King of Wa had gone completely mad, shrieking as he rushed toward Meng Yi to seize the immortality he dreamed of.

"Slash—!"

Just as the King of Wa was one meter away from Meng Yi, the "Skeleton Shikigami" pierced the King of Wa's spine from the side with a claw, causing him to fall on the path just one step away from success.

"Heh... heh..."

"De... Demon... God... Lord... you... broke your.... word...."

At the moment of death, his chaotic mind cleared slightly; before the King of Wa could finish his dying words, his head tilted, and he died with grievances.

Thus, the eternal lineage was severed, dying at the hands of the last monarch.

"I said I would give you 'immortality,' but I didn't say what form of 'immortality' it would be, did I?"

The blood-stained bone sword and black spikes exploded, and spreading black-red lines wrapped around the blood-soaked palace, turning the King of Wa into a giant "cocoon."

"A puppet is also a form of immortality; I have not broken my word."

Meng Yi used the "Bai Xue System," which integrated "Shikigami technology," to begin creating a super puppet to rule Fusang on the surface.