Chapter 242
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Chapter 242: Mu Lin: “Tie, you can’t handle this divinity. Let me take it.”
The fusion with Divine Death transformed Mu Lin into a divine death entity.
His rank and divinity allowed him to cast death-related spells and learn such techniques with extreme efficiency.
This proved vital for Mu Lin.
Life and death were two sides of the same coin. The Paper Folding Secret Manual he practiced dealt precisely with life-and-death cultivation methods.
Becoming a divine death entity meant his already rapid cultivation speed would grow even faster.
Besides the Great Yin Living Scripture, techniques like the Cycle of Life and Death and Manjusaka also connected deeply with death.
Even his Substitute Paper Figure and Cursed Paper Figure techniques brushed against this domain.
This upgrade brought Mu Lin massive gains.
…
Considering his newfound power, uncontrollable greed for other Servants of the gods surged within Mu Lin.
“I initially wanted to kill you because my human morals wouldn’t let monsters enslave people.”
“There was also some arrogance involved.”
“Now it’s different. You must die so I can claim your divinity!”
Mu Lin already saw all divinity as his property.
Having tasted divinity’s benefits, he craved more. What excited him most was how weak the current divinity holders were – their strength didn’t match the precious divinity they carried.
Such easy targets proved irresistible.
“Treasures belong to the deserving. Tie Xun, Shu Rong – you can’t handle this divinity. Let me take it.”
After deciding, Mu Lin immediately cleared bystanders from the domain of Heaven’s Funeral. These weaklings couldn’t help him anyway, and their presence meant unnecessary complications.
Whether they’d face dangers or get captured during escape didn’t concern Mu Lin. He wasn’t some saint. He’d save people if convenient, but always chose self-interest over others’ lives. Even his vow to protect humanity applied to the collective, not individuals.
While pondering this, Mu Lin withdrew into the domain with Yan Yunyu and Chu Lingluo. Meanwhile, after prolonged worship rituals, his Cursed Paper Figure reconnected with Tie Xun, Lady of Pleasures Shu Rong, and Black Mountain’s followers.
Without delay, Mu Lin’s Substitute Paper Figure hammered a coffin nail into the cursed figure.
*Thud*
As the nail pierced paper, spiritual energy linked. Far away, Tie Xun, Shu Rong, and Black Mountain’s devotees suddenly felt their chests tighten – another invisible coffin nail had struck their bodies.
The second coffin nail amplified their growing sense of crisis.
What troubled them more wasn’t just the escalating danger – the nails themselves began altering their very being.
When the first nail pierced through, all felt their hearts plummet as invisible weights crushed their souls, causing splitting headaches.
This mental turmoil dulled their vigilance.
Such was the consequence when the first Corpse Dog got pinned.
The second nail proved crueler. As it pierced flesh, the Servants of the gods suffered intensifying migraines and sluggish thoughts.
The Hidden Arrow governed mental acuity. With this aspect nailed, both Tie Xun and Lady of Pleasures Shu Rong found their reasoning slowing like congealing blood.
For righteous cultivators, this would’ve been the full extent.
But these were no cultivators – they served evil gods.
Corruption bred peculiar outcomes.
Already tainted by their masters’ essence, their dwindling reason birthed extremities.
Tie Xun, Servant of the God of Crazy Hunt, now glared with bloodshot eyes, murderous intent toward Mu Lin radiating from him.
"Hss…I’ll kill Mu Lin! He dies!"
Seeing Tie Xun shift into hunting stance, Lady of Pleasures Shu Rong struggled too – though her spirit cultivation background helped maintain fraying rationality.
"Stop! You’re dancing to Mu Lin’s tune. This is his trap."
"Don’t lecture me!" Tie Xun snarled. "We’re poisoned prey now. Waiting means death. Only swift action gives survival’s shadow."
Shu Rong couldn’t deny this logic, yet countered: "Can you even kill him? That monster devoured Crow Servant whole during ambush."
"…"
The truth silenced Tie Xun. Though stronger than Crow Servant, he couldn’t guarantee instant kills against peers. If Zhong Kui swallowed one, he could swallow another.
This realization briefly pierced his fury.
But madness soon reclaimed him. "Curse this world’s shackles! Without suppression, our masters’ power would let me crush Mu Lin like insect!"
His burning gaze turned to Shu Rong and the follower of Black Mountain.
"We must unite! Unleash our masters’ might through sacrifices. At least free one divinity."
Three Servants plus cultist sacrifices might indeed break one seal.
Instead of relief, Shu Rong sneered: "Whose divinity?"
"Mine," Tie Xun declared. "I hunt best. I’ll end this…"
"Then hunt us next?" Shu Rong cut in icily.
"I wouldn’t…"
"You would." The silent follower of Black Mountain finally spoke. "Crazy Hunt’s children grow stronger through kills."
Both of them refused, making Tie Xun realize his plan had failed.
He stopped mentioning unsealing divinity entirely – just as Shu Rong distrusted him, he equally distrusted Lady of Pleasures Shu Rong and the Follower of Black Mountain.
To call it distrust would be wrong. Tie Xun knew with certainty that both the Lady of Pleasures and the Black Mountain Follower would turn him into their puppet given any chance.
Transferring power for others to unseal would be precisely such an opportunity.
…
This mutual suspicion created tense stalemate among the trio.
When persuasion attempts failed, they temporarily shelved their arguments and moved toward Mu Lin’s position – planning to find him first before deciding next steps.
Locating Mu Lin proved surprisingly easy. Tie Xun lived up to his title as Servant of Crazy Hunt. Through unknown magic, he pinpointed Mu Lin despite the young man hiding within the domain of Heaven’s Funeral, his aura mostly masked by the realm’s power.
Faced with the eerie, deathly dangerous domain, the three Servants of the gods fell silent. After exchanging glances, they simultaneously turned to their accompanying cultists.
"You, you, and you – go eliminate Mu Lin."
"Wha…?"
"Me?!"
The pointed-at cultist gaped in disbelief at his master’s order.
"B-but Master! I can’t possibly defeat Mu Lin… Aaagh!!"
His protest ended in screams as punishment struck.
The irritable Tie Xun snapped: "No backtalk! Go or die!"
Shu Rong and Tie Xun knew these cultists stood no chance against Mu Lin. They never expected these worthless turncoats to succeed – only to act as trap-detecting cannon fodder.
The cultists quickly understood this reality. They’d always known deep down, but refused to acknowledge it until Tie Xun’s brutal command forced acceptance.
Regret flooded their hearts:
"Damn! Why abandon normal life to serve evil gods? These monsters don’t care if we live!"
"I can’t go – it’s certain death!"
"Must find escape…"
Outside the secret realm, powerful clans observing through the Tower of Illusions watched in surprise.
"So these are our mighty enemies? Evil gods and their followers? Pathetic!"
The clear-headed warned: "Don’t underestimate them. The Servants are strong – it’s Mu Lin who’s extraordinary."
