[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-heavenly-official-bestows-evil":3,"chapter-heavenly-official-bestows-evil-heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-72":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Heavenly Official Bestows Evil",{"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},2316691,4530,"Chapter 72: The End of the Cycle","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-72",72,"\u003Cp>In fact, from the very beginning of the Blessed Land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Wu Xian first noticed that both the detective and the criminals had curly hair, he had already felt some suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because natural curls of this degree are extremely rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at that time, his mind was focused on cracking the rules of the Blessed Land, and memory interference caused him to unconsciously overlook the hair issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when he saw his reflection in the Demon Mirror reduced to one-third of himself did Wu Xian connect all the clues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of them three was Wu Xian, yet none of them was the complete Wu Xian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian was on the left, Jia Xing in the center, and Wei Hao on the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t you think our pattern—endlessly cycling, killing each other, forgetting everything—is exactly like having our self-awareness stripped away?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized he knew every detail of Xu Ming, Jia Xing, and Wei Hao’s experiences—he couldn’t even tell which one he had been before. Clearly, all three were himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who’s afraid of whom?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, let’s compete!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Possession is complete!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the interrogation room vanished too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Wu Xian’s view, the best way to strengthen self-awareness was to constantly prove oneself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So during the discussion, Wu Xian deliberately acted insufferable, aiming to provoke disgust in the other two, forcing all three into an argument over who was the strongest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Possession…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian loudly pulled out a deck of playing cards, a sudoku book, Sanguosha, chess, military flag, Gomoku, and other puzzle toys he had prepared in advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian’s mind snapped taut—the malevolent entity could be anywhere: above, below, behind… or even hidden inside his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But if this method can break the cycle, it means… a malevolent entity is attempting to possess me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of the three would yield; they glared at each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Wu Xian scanned the surrounding environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized another malevolent entity was watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If all three of us die together, it’s highly likely to break the cycle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever won the argument benefited the trio as a whole—perhaps Wei Hao and Jia Xing understood Wu Xian’s intent and joined the argument deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Possession is divided into living possession and corpse possession. Living possession requires eroding the target’s self-awareness until it’s weak enough to merge with the possessor, thereby seizing the living body.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they realized they were all the same person, Jia Xing and Wei Hao relaxed. The interrogation room lost all seriousness, becoming like friends sitting together cracking sunflower seeds and chatting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems strengthening self-will is indeed the key to breaking the cycle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he saw nothing—his eyeballs felt icy, his whole body uncomfortable, as if his flesh had rusted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pedestrians on the street froze, like glitched NPCs in a game, their forms blurring and shattering into fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He discovered he was bound by something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then let’s compete—let’s see which of us three is the most outstanding!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he rubbed his eyes and tore off a paper offering; it felt deeply unpleasant to him—the false information in the cycle must have been issued by this paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian first recalled his memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His reflection in the mirror was whole, but a black ink line marked one-third of his body—this meant he had successfully broken free from the cycle; the three Wu Xians had merged again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, the juanren dudie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Xing noticed the tension between them and stepped in: “Stop arguing. Usually, the center position is most important—I’m in the middle, so I’m the smartest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Wu Xian showed the slightest lapse, it could suddenly appear and take his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When my soul was transferring, the Goldfish Lady mentioned an interesting topic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After confirming this, Wu Xian felt more certain and began examining his own condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hao frowned, deeply displeased: “Why do you say I’m worse than you? We’re both Wu Xian—our IQs should be identical!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Wu Xian tried to rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the bindings weren’t strong—he exerted slight force, stood up, and tore off each restraint, examining one strand closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next came cars, trees, houses, streets, even the earth and sky—all began cracking apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air floated with a faint crimson glow; visibility was low, barely three meters ahead or behind. Everywhere was dark red, thick with a pungent, fishy stench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Xing and Wei Hao fell into long silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand now. If this is a possession, the solution isn’t breaking the cycle—it’s strengthening self-awareness. If self-awareness is strong enough, possession will fail!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Hao sneered: “You’re just lucky—you happened to be the one chosen. If I were in your place, I’d do better.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Wu Xian used the Demon Mirror to examine himself again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But this method is too risky.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’re all one-third!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The things binding Wu Xian were strands of bright red muscle; when pinched, they oozed blood. During his cycles in Xianwei City, these had always connected him to some unknown thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian gave a thumbs-up: “No wonder I’m me—so smart. Too bad you’re still a bit behind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian pointed at his own head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When this word appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this endless, bizarre game, the three cyclical beings stopped doing anything else and began playing competitive games inside the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Wu Xian began inspecting the objects on his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the familiar texture of the juanren dudie, Wu Xian was moved. He opened the first page—it contained only one concise sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I fail, all my accumulated cycle experience will be wasted. That’s why I never dared to die with the two of you—until the last cycle’s end, I thought of a possible solution.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian looked down at Wei Hao and Jia Xing: “Without me, could either of you have reached this point? I solved the most puzzles—I’m the smartest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outer cycle seemed to have halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After silence, Wei Hao turned to Wu Xian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After exploring forward, backward, left, and right, Wu Xian found himself in a corridor four meters wide and of unknown length. The walls and floor had the texture of hardened leather, yet inside seemed to pulse with soft flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps after one awakening, we’ll no longer remember we’re Wu Xian—just hollow shells wearing false names, unconscious entities trapped in the cycle. Then…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three fought endlessly, unaware of hunger, thirst, day, or night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Magistrate of the Underworld placed the gate to the Heaven of Endless Sorrow in a conspicuous place. Through this gate, one may escape this Blessed Land.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cycle has paused—but this story is far from over…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1090,"2026-06-20T14:31:06.102Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","efdba8281f5fcd0447fab01640516d4f16fed55cce2b708ef14ff3710e4d5973","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-73","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-71",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fheavenly-official-bestows-evil-cover.jpg"]