[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste":3,"chapter-pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-496":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough",{"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},687580,922,"Chapter 499: The Human Heart Can Be Controlled! The Power of Rumors","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-496",496,"\u003Cp>As her words fell, she didn't expect the Bearded Divine Messenger to reply, lowering her head to examine the mass before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew perfectly well that if the Divine Messenger had even a shred of intelligence, he would absolutely not respond to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his response wasn't important—what mattered was that he heard it, that all players watching this room heard it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't waste more words either, immediately getting to work on her own affairs after speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on her own deduction, this room of hers was the \"Tongue-Ripping Hell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her deduction was correct—it was indeed exactly that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For all living persons who engaged in sowing discord, slandering and harming others, being glib-tongued, skillfully arguing sophistry, lying and deceiving people—after death, they would be cast into the Tongue-Ripping Hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, minor demons would clamp the punished person's mouth, use iron pincers to grip their tongue, and tear it right out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although it sounded quite terrifying, Xie Antong instead felt this punishment might not actually be fatal, so she'd gotten rather lucky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before her now was a mass of iron rods she had just tangled together, along with the iron rings on them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, those six objects were entwined into a tangled mess, tied into impossible knots that completely defied basic topological principles—utterly impossible to unravel!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furthermore, she had also inserted several weapons she never used into the mess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things like short swords, long-handled spears, and such—all backup weapons she had prepared for herself, though she wasn't very skilled with them anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But each of these items possessed the strength of Epic weapons!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weapons' durability was absolutely top-tier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had calculated it all—at these insertion points, either the torture devices would break, or her own weapons would snap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, they couldn't be separated!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several dozen seconds had already passed since her room's turn began, and the pile before her was still trembling violently, showing no signs whatsoever of coming undone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several strands of different energy currents shot out from the six restraint rods, converging together to form a blue-faced, fanged minor demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that minor demon didn't form properly—instead, its body appeared repeatedly twisted, folded, and stacked into an abnormally uncomfortable, deformed posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minor demon: ?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gah?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The minor demon let out a bizarre screech from its mouth, seemingly confused about why it had emerged in this state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when it saw Xie Antong's playful gaze before it, it immediately roared and began trying to dismantle the mess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—It couldn't be taken apart!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was what you called the power of mathematics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the minor demon's aura explosively surged as it began applying frantic force, trying to break all the weapons Xie Antong had jammed into the restraints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its strength was considerable too—several Epic-grade weapons instantly emitted mournful creaks and groans under the strain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they wouldn't break completely anytime soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Antong raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself that this minor demon actually had some capability—if she didn't draw on Pleasure's power, she probably wouldn't be its match either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tch, but its strength was still quite limited. If Lu Ce had gotten this room, wouldn't he have ripped out this demon's tongue instead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh right, in this room, the real main punishment should be those torture devices—their durability was indeed high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But right now, they weren't being used...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two minutes passed, and two buttons had appeared in Xie Antong's room—one red, the other gray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Antong stepped toward the red button while still watching the minor demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The minor demon clearly sensed that the woman's gaze toward it carried something like pity... and disdain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roar!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue-faced minor demon roared furiously, but the several weapons before it still hadn't been completely destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know,\" Xie Antong glanced at the demon while smiling, \"what would happen if I pressed this gray button first?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Never mind, I won't do that myself. Everyone, make your own choices.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew who that last sentence was meant for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as her words fell, she decisively pressed the red button before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking back, the minor demon had already disappeared, and the several torture devices that had been trembling in mid-air fell to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracks had appeared on all the Epic-grade weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tongue-Ripping Hell's intensity was truly no joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Xie Antong didn't feel particularly distressed about these weapons—anything below Legendary grade could still be bought with money anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Money itself wasn't particularly useful right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now that she had said what she wanted to say—that was the most crucial part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Antong let out an inexplicable laugh and began using a special powder to repair the several Epic-grade weapons before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, she looked toward the three screens before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, all that remained was to see how these people would choose...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single sentence, whether true or false—as long as you can capture people's hearts and speak it—will possess power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the various rooms, Perfect Life and \"Sin\" showed no reaction—they neither had the time nor energy to react anyway, since they still had to endure their punishments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both situations appeared quite perilous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But everyone else, upon hearing Xie Antong's words, instantly wore grave expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Club Ace's room, that face usually bearing a proud expression muttered heavily:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What... nonsense are you spouting?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What basis do you have?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since there was no basis, Xie Antong naturally wouldn't respond to him either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would have to judge for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Chiyo Ming's room, this beautiful old woman also felt quite hesitant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why... would you say that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn't help recalling what Chiyo Eine had told her—that Blank was a woman of profound strategic intelligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In each room, everyone had different thoughts, but most people's first reaction was that Xie Antong was talking nonsense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, Xie Antong was indeed talking nonsense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She only knew that the Bearded Divine Messenger might have some restrictions—what specific restrictions existed, she had absolutely no idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not knowing didn't matter—she could spread rumors instead. Her earlier words were pure fabrication.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether something was actually true didn't matter—what mattered was the thoughts of those who heard it, and their corresponding reactions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like when we hear someone is a murderer—even without evidence, we still try to stay away from them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Xie Antong's view, human hearts are controllable! And gods are the same!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as there's competition, then even gods fear rumors!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words only needed to plant seeds of doubt in one person's mind to be effective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehehe...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her room, Xie Antong seemed barely able to contain herself, laughing maliciously all alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tongue-Ripping Hell?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since you've already thrown me in here, if I don't do something fitting for the Tongue-Ripping Hell...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How could that be acceptable?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1121,"2026-06-02T09:03:27.234Z",1,"novelbin.me","d0cc7f365516917b78b35574cf47c05b5ede194732058fcc7343b06c3c4c618e","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-497","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-495",867,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-cover.jpg"]