[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-heavenly-official-bestows-evil":3,"chapter-heavenly-official-bestows-evil-heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-73":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},2316692,4530,"Chapter 73: Endless Corridor","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-73",73,"\u003Cp>It seems only by passing through that door can we leave the blessed land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian glanced around and couldn’t help but complain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But visibility here is so low—even if that door were obvious, I still couldn’t see it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After setting down the credential, Wu Xian pulled out the Ten Souls Banner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the Ten Souls Banner was complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its previous fragmented state wasn’t due to damage—it was because Wu Xian had split into three parts, and since it was a fixed equipment, it had split along with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even more surprising to Wu Xian was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wu Xian had no other options.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven twisted little figures were painted on the Ten Souls Banner, meaning seven wandering spirits had already been captured; Wu Xian could release them at any time and issue an absolute command!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this, he wasn’t even afraid of ordinary major spirits, let alone wandering ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this meat be eaten?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Wu Xian was about to take a dangerous step, he suddenly heard sounds—and his eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyebrows nearly flew off his forehead—there was still a surprise!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the worship artifacts on Xu Ming, Wei Hao, and the Jia man had merged onto Wu Xian’s person!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six Flying Blade Talismans remained, with seventeen uses left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gathered everything, then officially began exploring this bizarre biological corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It must be!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five young men and women stood beside the table, lost in ecstasy as they savored the delicious dishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Wu Xian saw the last talisman, his brow immediately knotted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wall beside where he rested hung a dark gray overcoat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Wu Xian’s saliva immediately dripped down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian cursed under his breath, stamped all ten talismans onto his fingers, and prepared to explore this flesh-and-blood corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His legs began to swell and ache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian continued flipping through them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slender woman tore off a piece of pork knuckle and shoved the whole thing into her mouth; her bright red lipstick mixed with the soft, fatty, lean pork as it vanished inside, her sensual lips coated in fragrant grease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian slapped himself hard—his face bore a clear palm print, his lips slightly cracked; the pain pulled him back from his craving into clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center of the corridor stood a long table, laden with large platters of mouthwatering dishes: braised fish, pig’s trotters, pork knuckles, roasted chicken, steaming hot pot, and several bottles of chilled beer…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So destroying the corridor to escape was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hunger, thirst, exhaustion, mental fatigue—all these negative states piled up, making him look on the verge of collapse; his gaze grew dangerous as he stared at the blood-flesh walls on either side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he saw was unchanging scenery; all he smelled was the pungent stench of blood. No sense of time, no sense of distance—he didn’t even know how far or how long he’d walked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was also a fat man who swallowed an entire chicken leg whole; the crispy cartilage crunched in his mouth. Perhaps he choked a bit, so he downed half a bottle of cola in one gulp, letting out a satisfied sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking further, he reached the other side of the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sight, smell, taste, sound—everything before him stimulated Wu Xian’s ravenous hunger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only upon closer inspection did he realize the Mirror of Revealing Demons had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four talismans remained: two from Xu Ming—the Copying Spell and the later-acquired Diffusion Spell, one from Wei Hao—the Miasma Spell, and one from the Jia man…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still the size of a palm, but with a new Eight Trigrams pattern around the edge; the Daoist inscriptions were now clearer and more refined, imbued with an ancient, solemn charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian pulled out the Mirror of Revealing Demons again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Certain complementary artifacts, under the right conditions, could fuse into a new, higher-tier artifact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian had tried using Flying Blade Talismans to carve a path through the corridor walls, but after expending seven, he’d only managed a narrow depression barely wide enough for one person—and when he passed again, the depression had already healed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian couldn’t help but take a step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only pause for a moment to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eight Trigrams Mirror of Revealing Demons, a premium artifact, could be obtained from a premium shrine or fused from three Eight Trigrams Mirrors, three Mirror of Revealing Demons, or one of each.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This flesh-and-blood corridor must be a giant circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was exhausted and starving, with no water or food here—staying put would only lead to death by hunger or thirst; better to walk around and search for possible breakthroughs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how good or bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were these things meant for him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I remember Wei Hao and the Jia man each had a Mirror of Revealing Demons—why do I only have one?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight Trigrams Mirror of Revealing Demons: Premium Artifact (Fused), reveals true forms of ghosts and demons, breaks demonic illusions, dispels evil and purges curses, terrifies demonic spirits; each activation consumes spiritual essence, and once depleted, becomes an ordinary object.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading this information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young men and women exchanged glances and waved at Wu Xian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final talisman was unmistakably the Severed Head Regeneration Technique—Wu Xian had seen it before in the first blessed land but hadn’t chosen it as a worship reward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come eat! Food is meant to be shared—there’s so much we can’t finish, let’s enjoy it together, how joyful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The evil spirit hiding in the shadows, trying to possess Wu Xian, was waiting for him to reach his physical limit, then luring him into a lapse with this food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Wu Xian freeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian was overjoyed—he’d thought the Mirror of Revealing Demons had lost its use, but the upgraded Eight Trigrams Mirror of Revealing Demons now had offensive capabilities, greatly increasing its utility!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was pale, drenched in cold sweat, his stomach growling, barely able to stand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Wu Xian felt doubt arise, information flooded his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Jia man was truly the dumbest of the three of us—why would he choose something like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any change means a breakthrough; if nothing changed, his fate would only be death by thirst or hunger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian followed the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell is this thing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with your toes, you’d know this was a trap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this blood be drunk?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened the Follower Credential—the description of the Mirror of Revealing Demons had been updated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as he stood up, he felt something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking straight down the corridor was merely circling within a circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Wu Xian’s own mark—he’d been walking in one direction, yet he’d passed this spot many times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undoubtedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian had started walking quickly, then slowed his pace, and now he could barely shuffle forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with all his worship artifacts, he couldn’t break free from this predicament.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This flesh-and-blood corridor was long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian could barely walk anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuse?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman at the front seemed to sense Wu Xian’s wariness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their invitation only confirmed their sinister intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossibly long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Judging by your state, if you go on starving much longer, you’ll die. How about this—we won’t come near you, but we’ll throw the food to you, how’s that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Xian was tempted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1219,"2026-06-20T14:31:06.102Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","083988fb21bc9fe76397d55d0545920a3c0e0d07c1a955afc2d624266273008b","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-74","heavenly-official-bestows-evil-chapter-72",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fheavenly-official-bestows-evil-cover.jpg"]