Chapter 212

Chapter 212: The Incompatible Beast

The golden Wheel Mark lingered for less than five minutes before vanishing, yet every ghost below got swept away completely. Even the trapped soul essences within the Soul Beast crawled out on their own, merging into the rotating wheel.

After its disappearance, the dark energy-corrupted land looked purified, radiating an incredible holy feeling. Green sprouts burst through the soil like sudden spring growth.

Both the Soul Beast and You You stared in shock. Since when did a simple teleportation skill cause such effects?

“Soul Beast,” she demanded, “what’s this Wheel Mark thing?”

The beast turned with conflicted eyes, answering haltingly after a pause, “Nether Realm’s… reincarnation mark. Enters mark… gets reborn.”

“……” Reborn?! She’d skipped the underworld queue and fast-tracked souls to rebirth? A baby boom would hit the Immortal Realm soon!

Talk about efficiency!

This wasn’t just sending them miles away – they’d yeeted beyond the Three Realms! You You gulped, imagining the sheer number of incoming newborns.

“Hey… little beast?”

“Wh-what?”

“Does the Nether Realm… have population control plans?”

Soul Beast: “……”

Feng Rong: “……”

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Guilt gnawed at You You. Though Feng Rong insisted these souls were meant for rebirth anyway, bypassing official underworld procedures felt like cheating China’s one-child policy. She badgered the beast: “Will direct reincarnation cause defects? Disabilities?”

The Soul Beast pondered before shaking its head. “No… better!”

“Better?” Her stomach dropped. “There’s problems? Should I call the Messenger of the Underworld?”

“No!” It grabbed her sleeve urgently. “Wheel Mark… better! Purifies… souls!”

“So they’re cleaner than regular rebirths?”

“Yes!”

Relieved, You You studied the silent beast. Leaning down, she voiced her suspicion: “You avoid talking… because you stutter?”

The beast froze white-faced, eyes widening in horror – how’d she discover his secret?!

Light dawned. His clipped speech wasn’t aloofness but struggle. During their soul-sending mission, his stutter had slipped through when flustered.

Watching the young boy droop like wilted grass, tears glinting, You You’s heart twinged.

“Don’t be sad!” You You hurriedly explained, “I didn’t mean to dislike you. Having a stutter’s no big deal! You’re a Soul Beast—it’s normal to struggle with human speech at first!”

“R-really?” The young boy froze, raising his head slowly.

“Of course!” You You patted his head. “You just need more practice. No need to hide it—nobody will mock you.”

His eyes lit up, but wild laughter cut through the moment…

“BAHAHAHA!” Wen Ze suddenly appeared sprawled on the windowsill, having clearly eavesdropped. He unleashed maximum-volume mockery: “Heard that! You’re a stuttering beast, ahahaha!”

The Soul Beast’s faintly brightened expression instantly darkened.

You You: “…” This disaster of a baby really knew how to wreck things.

The little monster doubled over laughing, rolling across the windowsill.

“Stutter-beast! Stutter-beast!”

“N-not… true!”

“IS TOO! Wahahaha!”

“Sh-shut… up!”

“Make me! Catch me if you caaaan!”

You You’s eye twitched. Before she could intervene, dark energy exploded from the Soul Beast as it lunged at the window. Wen Ze zipped away post-taunt, both vanishing into the sky amid chase.

“…”

You You’s face hardened as she messaged Feng Rong. Time to discipline that troublemaking brat.

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Midnight.

The meditating young boy suddenly convulsed—familiar backlash struck. His Meridians snapped like threads, blood gushing from his lips. The punitive force kept ravaging him until he collapsed, morphing into a trembling Black beast cub whining pitifully.

A black-robed figure materialized, brushing a hand over the cub. The convulsions eased, leaving heaving breaths.

After resealing the boy’s human form, the figure sighed. “Tch. Told you it was him. Why the pointless test? Got your backlash punishment, didn’t you?”

Gritting through pain, the boy spat, “Needed… confirmation!”

“Stubborn fool. No wonder he ditched you before.” The black robe shrugged under the boy’s glare. “Fine, fine. Happy now it’s confirmed?”

The boy’s expression softened. After a pause, he rasped: “She… summoned… Wheel Mark.”

“Oh?” The figure blinked. “Already? Not bad! She’s one-third ready then!”