Chapter 237
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Chapter 237: Zhong Kui Devouring Ghosts! The Startled Divine Servants
"Hehe, little brother, you should watch your back these days."
"The Crow Master rules over misfortune, ill omens, and death. That vile old crow serves him, specializing in long-range curses to plague people with bad luck."
"Once targeted, you’ll spend days glancing over your shoulder and nights lying awake, waiting for calamity to strike."
"Oh wait—knowing that cruel crow’s nature, your friends and family will suffer endless misfortunes too if you anger it."
"Teehee, your only way out is to strike first…"
While the Crow Servant hurled curses at Mu Lin, the Lady of Pleasures kept chattering about the crow’s horrors nearby.
Her words might’ve sounded like friendly advice.
They weren’t.
First, she wanted to redirect trouble—though considering Mu Lin weaker than herself, his victory over the Tree of Corpses made her avoid direct confrontation.
Second, she hoped the Crow Servant’s ominous reputation would isolate Mu Lin by making others fear being near him.
This vengeful woman hadn’t forgotten Mu Lin’s earlier insults.
To force a panicked reaction, she even secretly stirred his darker emotions using her powers.
It failed.
Mu Lin’s Trait of Transcendence kept his spirit detached and untouchable.
As the Lady of Pleasures scowled and prepared to increase her power, Mu Lin’s voice suddenly cut through the air.
"Something wrong?"
"?!?"
The voice right behind him froze the Crow Servant’s blood. Though his terror felt endless, mere milliseconds had passed.
"When did you—"
The Crow Servant never finished.
"Fix!"
*Hum!*
While the crow stood paralyzed, a commanding shout erupted from the Lord of Desolation’s Assistant—no longer just an Assistant. A solemn manifestation had emerged from him, roaring at the crow.
The shout carried the Root Word ‘Fix’, shaking both body and soul.
Though normally strong enough to resist full immobilization, the Crow Servant now stood completely frozen for several breaths under this enhanced fixing technique.
But who could blame the current abnormal situation?
To execute this ambush, Mu Lin had intentionally released the Lord of Desolation’s Assistant, planting Zhong Kui’s manifestation upon him.
Manjusaka’s illusionary ability played a crucial role here – without it, the Assistant would’ve noticed Zhong Kui’s manifestation possessing him.
Mu Lin further provoked the Servants of the gods to divert the Crow Servant’s attention, creating openings for the Assistant’s approach.
His scheme succeeded.
After enduring Mu Lin’s taunts, both the Crow Servant and Tie Xun (follower of Crazy Hunt) fixed their focus entirely on Mu Lin.
This allowed the Assistant to slip behind the Crow Servant unnoticed.
Even Mu Lin’s sudden shout served purpose – meant to shock the Crow Servant into lowering his guard.
A soul’s defense weakens with emotional turmoil.
The startled Crow Servant’s mental barriers developed cracks, much like how rural ghosts scare victims before attacking. Spiritual instability creates exploitable gaps.
The Root Word ‘Fix’ held supreme rank and overwhelming power.
Combined with Mu Lin’s dishonorable ambush and the Crow Servant’s compromised mental state, complete immobilization became inevitable.
…
Through the water mirror, the Assistant’s betrayal shocked not just the Crow Servant but all Servants of the gods.
None anticipated Mu Lin’s treachery beneath his arrogant facade.
Wariness grew among them – if the Crow Servant couldn’t withstand this, how could they? Some even edged away from nearby cultists, fearing Mu Lin might be hiding among them.
Yet their caution didn’t become true fear. They believed the battle remained undecided.
"Clever ambush, but none reach our level without self-preservation tricks! This won’t kill him!"
"Cheap tricks won’t finish this! To kill the Crow Servant, you’ll need direct confrontation – and his Rage won’t be easily quelled!"
Even Qin Yuan and Zuo Li shared these doubts. Outside, Dongfang Ya’s knuckles whitened while Chu Lingluo’s mother Si Ye ranted:
"Fool! You found Lingluo and escaped – why reveal yourself? Let the Demon Exorcism Division handle monsters and evil spirits! That’s their duty!"
Sneers and worries spread through the crowd. All agreed – within moments, the Crow Servant would break free and unleash furious retaliation.
However, just as they thought this, the next scene shattered everyone’s expectations, making all the Servants of the gods tremble with icy dread that pierced their bones.
Even Mu Lin’s schoolmates and supporters like Qin Yuan and Zuo Li gaped in disbelief, their shocked gasps echoing uncontrollably.
“Hsss…”
“Impossible!”
“Slap! Damn, that stings – so I’m not hallucinating!”
“How’s he doing this? Hell’s bells, which one’s the real monster here – Crow Servant or Mu Lin?!”
Zuo Li and Qin Yuan kept spouting these stunned exclamations. Their shock was understandable – through the water mirror, Mu Lin’s actions defied all reason.
After immobilizing Crow Servant with the fixing technique, Mu Lin didn’t hesitate. His Zhong Kui manifestation opened its gaping maw and swallowed the struggling entity whole.
Yes – Mu Lin was devouring ghosts.
Or so it appeared. In truth, he’d used the bright red wine gourd hidden within Zhong Kui’s manifestation to capture Crow Servant. Merging the gourd with Zhong Kui earlier had strengthened the manifestation’s binding power. Retrieving the gourd now would’ve taken precious moments they couldn’t spare – especially since the wine gourd only worked on unresisting targets. Thus, swallowing Crow Servant first let the hidden gourd safely absorb it afterward.
To Mu Lin, this was simple pragmatism.
But the onlookers saw only the surface horror. When Zhong Kui’s jaws snapped shut on the screeching Crow Servant, every witness shuddered. Monsters represented cruelty and terror – yet here was a man whose manifestation ate them alive. The more vicious the prey, the more terrifying the predator appeared.
“Hss… He’s the real ghost king here.”
“Unlucky? Pah! Those Servants picked the wrong enemy!”
“Almost feel bad for them – they’re just walking meals to Mu Lin!”
“If he gulps ghosts like snacks, could he swallow armies? Never cross that man!”
Though shaken, most humans felt gratitude rather than fear – after all, Mu Lin fought monsters, not people. But the cultists and Servants of the gods reacted differently.
The cultists’ resolve crumbled, realizing their pact with evil gods had been folly. The Servants writhed in denial – these self-proclaimed divine people who’d always sneered at “faithless commoners” now faced brutal inversion of their hierarchy.
‘Divine people? Noble blood?’ Mu Lin’s actions sneered. ‘You’re just meat.’
Their existential terror manifested as desperate shouts:
“Lies! Crow Servant’s not dead!”
“It’ll burst from his guts any moment!”
“Swallowing monsters? You’re seeking your own doom!”
Clutching at hollow hope, the Servants prayed for Crow Servant to come tearing out of Mu Lin’s belly – the last twitch of pride before the predator’s shadow engulfed them.
