Chapter 43: Fishing for the Inner Demon
Monitor, it's not a name at first glance, perhaps it's the title of a high-ranking member of a mysterious organization.
Some information can be gleaned from the inner demon's self-destruction.
One: This monitor is of high status and brutal. My inner demon fears him.
Second: This organization possesses power over demons, and the demons themselves are likely subordinates. The inner demon addresses them as "Sir," treating them with both respect and fear. This organization cannot be a hostile force; it can only be a superior or ally.
Three: This lord has a pair of golden eyes. The inner demon exploded in terror upon seeing the golden eyes on the spiritual platform. The golden eyes should be this lord's signature feature.
As for his name, Jian Shiyuan
Jian Shiyuan is an orphan.
On the eve of New Year's Day, he was abandoned at the orphanage's gate. The director, who was out taking out the trash, found him and took him home in his swaddling clothes. When it came time to choose a name, the director casually flipped through the dictionary and came across the characters "简," "世," and "苑," so he was named Jian Shiyuan.
He doesn't know who his parents are, nor does he know his origins.
This naming method of randomly selecting three words from tens of thousands of words and combining them to form his name is difficult to form a fixed combination of words in terms of probability alone.
Jian Shiyuan didn't pay much attention to his name until his inner demon muttered "Master Monitor" in horror. Then he suddenly had an idea and remembered that the homonym of his name was monitor.
There is no such coincidence in the world. It seems like an invisible hand is pushing Jian Shiyuan forward.
Jian Shiyuan doesn't like this feeling
——Being manipulated without knowing it
But he wasn't afraid.
There are only two possibilities: one, he is the reincarnation of the monitor; two, he is not the monitor's reincarnation. He may be a pawn in his hands, or this is just a coincidence, and there is no connection between them.
Whether it is true or not, he is already Jian Shiyuan.
He is a living person with his own memories and thoughts. He is not a tool to be manipulated by anyone.
It is impossible for Jian Shiyuan to give up his existing ideas for the so-called "previous life". He is a very selfish person and only does what he wants to do.
If one day, someone tries to instill ideas that do not belong to him and turn him into someone else, then if Jian Shiyuan is able to resist, he will kill the seducer. If he is unable to resist, he will simply "boom" and blow himself into ashes that cannot stick together, thus destroying the other party's plan.
He doesn't like being manipulated, nor will he risk his life.
Thinking of something, Jian Shiyuan curled his eyes, his face still gentle and calm.
To learn more about the monitor, Jian Shiyuan had to continue trapping the inner demon. It just so happened that the inner demon could repair his soul. After interrogating him for all the information, he could shatter and devour the inner demon without any delay.
After his soul had devoured all the inner demon powder, Jian Shiyuan's spiritual platform moved slightly, and a light mist rose from the surroundings, covering the revealed mirror again.
After a short rest, he shook the wall of his spirit platform to make the crack bigger, and his soul obediently changed into the appearance of Jian Shiyuan, sitting upright in the spirit platform, naturally emitting an alluring sweet fragrance.
Everything was ready, and Jian Shiyuan waited patiently.
In just a few breaths, four or five inner demons sneaked into the spiritual center. They pulled and tripped each other to compete for priority, and then crowded into a ball and crashed into Jian Shiyuan's soul.
Jian Shiyuan regained consciousness and when he opened his eyes he saw four or five girls who looked like him. They had bright eyes and stretched out their arms delicately, wanting to lie in his arms.
Jian Shiyuan curled his lips into a smile, and without further ado, he immediately suppressed all his inner demons and asked calmly, "Tell me the story of the monitor."
The four or five monsters suddenly froze, and before Jian Shiyuan could say anything, they exploded instantly!
Jian Shiyuan's eyes turned cold, and he let his soul leave his consciousness, greedily devouring the floating gray powder.
He recalled the details carefully.
The five inner demons didn't even have time to react before they were forced to self-destruct.
There was fear in their eyes, but their emotions did not explode. Unlike the previous inner demon No. 1's self-destruction, No. 1's emotions went through a complete explosion and decline process (panic - disbelief - fear - despair), but they were forced to break their emotions as soon as they showed a trace of fear.
Simply put—
Number 1 is suicide.
Numbers 2-6 were forced to commit suicide.
Could it be that the inner demons just now were too low-level and unable to touch the secrets of this authority?
Jian Shiyuan recalled the blood oaths common in the world of immortal cultivation, often used in cooperative agreements. After both parties signed a blood oath, if one person violated the terms of the contract, the cultivator with higher cultivation could be severely injured, while those with lower cultivation would often be killed on the spot.
How about recruiting a few high-level inner demons to torture one or two?
Jian Shiyuan thought for a moment and decided on a new plan.
The soul swallowed a large amount of inner demon powder, and it grew a circle larger. The overall color tone became more transparent and clearer. If the soul had the texture of mutton-fat jade before, it now looked like glass.
Jian Shiyuan pinched it, and his soul was flattened and rounded in his hands. The color inside changed rapidly like the colorful lights in a disco, and a strange smell overflowed from time to time.
I don’t know what happened to Jian Shiyuan, but now his soul exudes a strong aroma of braised beef noodles.
He threw his soul into the center of the spiritual platform and let it transform into his appearance.
After a breath.
More than a dozen naked inner demons gathered around the soul.
Jian Shiyuan opened his eyes and said, "Tell me the story of the monitor."
The inner demons all exploded!
Very good, continue.
The soul devoured the inner demon powder. Jian Shiyuan cleaned up his spiritual platform and adjusted the smell. This time it was the smell of seafood instant noodles.
Half a cup of tea.
The two inner demons walked towards Jian Shiyuan seductively. Before they got close, Jian Shiyuan opened his eyes and said, "Master Monitor."
This time, the two inner demons' faces twisted, as if they had heard something extremely terrifying. One inner demon transformed directly into its original form, attempting to escape from the spiritual platform, while the other inner demon demanded in horror, "How do you know this, my lord? Humans cannot possibly know these secrets!"
Jian Shiyuan captured the inner demon that was trying to escape, and pinched its head with his slender white fingers. He exerted force and crushed it directly. The inner demon couldn't believe that a human could easily crush it. It opened its eyes, but its eyeballs were motionless.
Jian Shiyuan casually threw the dead inner demon aside and said with a faint smile: "Tell me what you know, and I can let you go. Otherwise, you will end up like it."
The remaining inner demon trembled all over. It stared at Jian Shiyuan with hatred and anger, "A lowly human race wants to find out about the adults? Dream on!"
In front of Jian Shiyuan, the inner demon exploded!
Jian Shiyuan showed no emotion. The smile on his face deepened as he looked at the corpse of the inner demon tossed aside. "Soul, go and try to devour it."
The spirit staggered closer. It had eaten too much Heart Demon powder and was full. Its size was now three times its original size. It slowly stuck to the Heart Demon's corpse. For a long time, the corpse did not change at all.
The glass-like soul became anxious. It slid up and down along the outline of the inner demon, as if looking for a suitable place to bite.
Jian Shiyuan didn't wait any longer, "Come back, you can't eat it."
Looking at the corpse of the inner demon, Jian Shiyuan was certain of one thing - only a completely dead inner demon could be devoured by the soul.
There's a long-standing rumor in the world of immortal cultivation that inner demons are indestructible. Throughout a cultivator's life, they either remain free of inner demons or are constantly haunted by them.
No matter how hard a cultivator slew their inner demons within their spiritual realm, they would return during their next practice. The ruthless cultivator who discovered their inner demon was soon drained of his soul by it, leaving behind only the words, "Even digging out my heart cannot slay the demon. I am filled with bitterness and deep hatred."
This is why monks are so afraid of their inner demons.
As long as the inner demon succeeds once, no matter how they repair their spiritual platform and nourish their soul in future practice, they will not be able to escape the entanglement of the inner demon.
Jian Shiyuan had been very curious before. On the one hand, the monks said that "the spiritual platform is perfect and even the inner demons cannot penetrate it."
This statement is proven by the fact that all cultivators who have lived a smooth life and whose spiritual altars have never been damaged have no inner demons.
On the other hand, it also says, "After destroying the inner demons and repairing the spiritual platform, cultivation is still hindered."
——As long as you have inner demons, you will be haunted by them for the rest of your life.
At that time, Jian Shiyuan felt that this statement was contradictory.
The cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation probably also felt that these two sentences were wrong, so they changed the first sentence to "A perfect spiritual platform makes it difficult for inner demons to penetrate." This change seemed to fill in the gaps, but Jian Shiyuan always felt something was wrong.
Today, he finally figured out the key point!
The monks didn't kill the inner demon at all!
Suppose a cultivator cultivates improperly on one occasion, fostering an inner demon. He then slays the inner demon within his spiritual altar and repairs it to perfection. Naturally, the outer inner demon can no longer penetrate the cultivator's spiritual altar and hinder his cultivation. But why does he encounter inner demons again during his subsequent cultivation?
The answer is simple, he didn't kill the inner demon that sprouted the first time!
After a cultivator kills his inner demon, the demon's "corpse" remains in the cultivator's spiritual altar. The cultivator cannot refine or remove it, so it remains in the cultivator's spiritual altar.
People will be bound by fixed "impressions".
In the minds of the cultivators, what remained were the corpses of the inner demons, dead things. Therefore, they never considered that after repairing the spirit platform, the inner demons that reappeared would be the same ones they had "killed" before.
As long as they keep the "corpse" of the inner demon, no matter how they repair the spiritual platform, the inner demon will appear. This is why, once you encounter the inner demon, you will never be able to escape its entanglement for the rest of your life.
They're not dead! They've just gone from being wild to being domesticated demons!
The self-destruction of the inner demon is the real death. Only when it is turned into powder can the soul absorb it.
Looking at the "corpse" of the inner demon in front of him, Jian Shiyuan stepped on it, twisted it gently, and said with a smile: "Stop pretending, get up."
The inner demon still wants to play dead.
Jian Shiyuan also lost his patience and looked down at it condescendingly, "The monitor is a pig, the monitor is worse than pigs and dogs, the monitor——"
Before he could finish his words, the inner demon beneath him quickly repaired itself. It glared at him with eyes as big as copper bells and said angrily, "Don't you dare insult me again! You bastard!"
Jian Shiyuan tsk-tsk-tsk twice, "Since you're still alive, get up and tell me the story of the monitor."
Heart Demon No. 22 stared at Jian Shiyuan angrily, "I don't know. I'm just a seventeenth-ring heart demon. How could I possibly know that adult's story?"
Jian Shiyuan was suspicious, "Really?"
The inner demon had a gloomy face. "I only know that the master has a pair of big golden eyes, and he looks down upon all living beings."
"If he finds any dishonest creatures, he will eat them all!"
After saying this, Inner Demon No. 22 stopped talking.
Jian Shiyuan wasn't in a hurry either. Instead, he asked an irrelevant question, "You said you were a seventeenth-ring inner demon. Are there levels of inner demons among you?"
The inner demon roared angrily as if its tail had been stepped on. "You humans have different levels of cultivation, and we inner demons also have different levels of strength. Is this weird?!"
Jian Shiyuan deliberately mocked: "I thought your inner demons were low-level monsters, no different, no preferences."
Inner Demon No. 22 was completely enraged, and cursed a bunch of curse words that Jian Shiyuan couldn't understand, "We have emotions! We have preferences and differences! We are similar to you humans!"
Jian Shiyuan: "Oh? I don't believe it."
The body of Inner Demon No. 22 swelled up and it stared at Jian Shiyuan fiercely.
Seeing that it was very angry, Jian Shiyuan asked again: "What smell do you like?"
The inner demon blurted out, "The smell of your soul is so fragrant."
Jian Shiyuan sighed, "This scent can only attract low-level demons like you. High-level demons won't be tempted by the smell."
"Who said that? Those inner demons also like to smell stimulating smells! For example, the fifty-ring inner demon loves to smell the scent of your human fragrant pills the most!"
Jian Shiyuan's smile deepened, and he said lightly, "Really?"
Inner Demon No. 22 was furious, "Why would I lie to you! You are a hateful, cunning, vile, and despicable human!"
Jian Shiyuan stretched out his hand towards it. The anger on the inner demon's face solidified. It seemed to have thought of something terrible and screamed, "You promised that as long as I tell you the information you want to know, you will let me go!"
Jian Shiyuan was still smiling. He had a gentle appearance, which made it easy for people to like him.
"I didn't tell you that you were already dead when I made the conditions."
The inner demon screamed, "You despicable human—"
Before he could finish his words, the inner demon saw a strange and eerie scene.
A pair of huge, clear, golden eyes above his head slowly opened, and the inner demon trembled all over. "Sir?"
It had no time to salute or bow its head, and with its eyes open, it turned into gray powder.
His spirit rushed to devour the gray powder, while Jian Shiyuan waited patiently for the next hunt.
This time, he will try to stop the inner demon from self-destructing.
He has plenty of time and a lot of inner demons, so he can always find a feasible method.
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