Chapter 109
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Chapter 109: The Tongue Extraction Punishment
Besides guiding departed souls and capturing evil spirits, the City God also held judicial authority.
It wasn’t true that this fell entirely under Yama’s jurisdiction—if billions of souls required judgment by Yama alone, such a Great God would spend his entire life doing nothing but passing judgments.
This was clearly impossible.
Thus, under normal circumstances, Yama acted like a supreme court from the mortal world, handling only critical trials. Ordinary souls could be judged directly by local City Gods.
As divine beings specializing in judgment, City Gods didn’t need to scurry around gathering evidence like mortal officials.
They employed unique methods for trials, with the decisive factor being the records of souls’ lives in the auxiliary ledger.
Of course, there were limitations—the auxiliary ledger lacked the true ledger of life and death’s power, weakened beyond measure.
First, City Gods could only record information in the auxiliary ledger, not alter it.
Second, it only documented souls and beings within the City God Realm. Outsiders or monsters and evil spirits born elsewhere couldn’t be recorded.
Currently, Mu Lin hadn’t received official recognition through the fortune of a nation, further diminishing the ledger’s effectiveness.
Fortunately, City Gods possessed another power.
As deities governing punishment and judgment, they could discern truth within their realm like the mythical beast Bi’an.
Coupled with their Oppressive Aura, City Gods could terrify weak-willed individuals into honesty.
Cai Tian was unquestionably cowed by Mu Lin. The City God’s thunderous roar shattered his mental defenses, forcing him to blurt out:
“Yes… I truly believe Level 3 Spiritual Roots are worthless.”
“Hmph!”
Mu Lin’s cold snort cut through the air.
“We started at the same point. You with Level 2 Spiritual Roots (as Yan Yunyu revealed) remain at full Qi Practitioner, while I with Level 3 have reached the Spring Fountain Realm. If Level 3 is worthless, what does that make you—garbage inferior to waste?!”
“…”
Trembling under Mu Lin’s divine pressure, Cai Tian couldn’t muster a reply.
Had this merely been verbal rivalry that broke Cai Tian’s heart of the Dao, Mu Lin might have relented. But the fool had insulted both Yan Yunyu and Chu Lingluo.
Though not considering them wives, Mu Lin still burned with anger at their mistreatment. With a thought, he activated his Transcendence ability.
Through days of testing, Mu Lin had learned Transcendence elevated his rank, shielding him from external forces while amplifying his techniques.
This included the City God’s divine authority.
At maximum power, Mu Lin pronounced judgment:
“For sowing discord, spreading slander, and wielding poisonous words—by the City God’s authority, I declare you guilty! Your punishment: Tongue Extraction!”
“No—!”
“Halt!”
When Cai Tian first confronted Mu Lin, Wan Yangyu’s group had watched with amusement.
But their smirks faded as they noticed the reversal—Mu Lin stood calm while Cai Tian turned ghostly pale, drenched in cold sweat.
This unimaginable scene left them stunned for a moment. When they recovered, they saw Mu Lin radiating solemn authority as he passed judgment on Cai Tian. Though merely verbal, Wan Yangyu sensed danger and instinctively rushed toward Mu Lin while shouting. But it was too late.
Two ghost officials in dark official robes materialized silently beside Cai Tian, seizing him. Naturally, Cai Tian resisted. Yet as he moved, Mu Lin’s thunderous voice boomed: “You dare resist?!”
Though just words, Mu Lin’s spirit cultivation overwhelmed Cai Tian’s, and his position as City God imbued each syllable with divine weight. His voice struck like a divine decree, shaking not Cai Tian’s body but his very soul. Fear and trembling froze Cai Tian’s defiance.
Halting rebellion with a single word might seem excessive, but Mu Lin’s crushing spiritual power, divine rank, and authority over judgment in the City God Realm made this inevitable. Had a guilty Cai Tian still resisted, Mu Lin’s Heavenly Technique would’ve been wasted.
*If not for such power, prestigious families wouldn’t pour resources into teaching Heavenly Techniques to their offspring.*
As Mu Lin mused, the ghost officials acted. One pried open Cai Tian’s mouth while another yanked out his tongue with iron pliers.
“Ah—! Mmmph—!”
“Bastard!” Wan Yangyu’s eyes reddened. Though not close to Cai Tian, this public humiliation enraged him. But his fury died when Mu Lin’s gaze locked onto him.
Eyes meeting, Wan Yangyu faced the full weight of a deity’s aura. As Captain in the Spring Fountain Realm, his spirit and will surpassed Cai Tian’s—yet he remained an untested talent. Mu Lin’s Spirit Pool-perfected cultivation neared the Spirit Sea, his divine rank acknowledged by humanity itself.
In that instant, Wan Yangyu buckled under pressure like mountains crushing his spirit. His breath quickened, complexion paling, yet his mental defenses held. Without grave sins, the City God’s power couldn’t fully bind him.
Noticing nearby teachers already intervening, Mu Lin knew his chance had passed. Lightly, he remarked: “Level 1 Spiritual Roots. Spring Fountain Realm cultivation. To meet my gaze… you’re passable.”
“…”
