**【Penalty details:】**
1. **Duty Solidification:** The soul of the punished will be eternally placed in the core of a heavily polluted body of water (smelly and toxic industrial wastewater level).**
2. **Purification method:** The only purification method is** self-secretion of saliva (simulating the Chaos Purification Factor version of His Majesty Zero) for purification! ** The rate of saliva secretion is linked to the purification efficiency.**
3. **Perception Enhancement:** Boost your sense of smell and taste to the limit, forever feeling the impact of foul-smelling sewage and the "sweetness" of your own purified saliva.**
4. **Circular Hell:** The moment the water reaches the purification standard, the pollution level is immediately refreshed to the initial level (the most foul state), and the cycle repeats.**
5. **Title Binding:** Obtain the title of "Perpetual Saliva Purifier" (Soul Binding, visible in reincarnation, comes with a virtual saliva collection funnel collar).**
**[Effective immediately! Covering all heavens! Tracing cause and effect! Enforced!]**
**[Attachment: The first batch of users who experienced the "Perpetual Motion Mouth Water Purifier": the general commander of the four-country environmental protection fraud operation (including the four priests/elders on the scene). 】**
Eternally surrounded by stinking sewage!
Purify by drooling!
Refresh immediately after purification?
Perpetual mouth water purifier?
A drool-collecting funnel collar?!
Imagine the eternal cycle of desperately salivating in an attempt to purify oneself amidst the stench, only to be overwhelmed by even more foul water just a second later... The high-ranking officials and on-site commanders from the four nations involved in this operation instantly paled! Especially the four priest elders who had been so arrogant just moments before, looking at the invisible "saliva funnel" around their necks, feeling the deepest fear of the stench and the throbbing pain in their salivary glands...
"Plop!" The elder of Xiling Stargazing was the first one who couldn't bear it anymore. He fell to his knees on the ground, trembling all over.
"No! I don't want to be a water purifier!" Beidi Shaman threw away his ice staff and screamed with his head in his hands.
The High Priest of Donghuang and the Witch Priest of Southern Xinjiang were also on the verge of collapse, their spiritual hearts on the verge of collapse.
"Retreat! Retreat!" The generals of the four-nation coalition, observing the tragic plight of their spiritual leader and hearing the angry cries of the people, lost all will to fight and hastily ordered a retreat. The encirclement collapsed in an instant, and the armies of the four nations retreated in a panic like a tide, abandoning their weapons and armor. Only the devastated ground and the gradually fading fake "divine light" remained in their wake.
Tranquility returned to the shores of Bi Bo Pond. The setting sun's afterglow shone on the clear surface, shimmering as if coated with a pale gold. The water in the area "purified" by Ling Bao's saliva appeared exceptionally clear. The people were overjoyed, rushing downstream to fetch the "Zero Source Holy Water."
Su Li held Lingbao, who had stopped crying and was now curiously observing the bustling crowd. Tear marks and fresh strands of saliva still hung on Lingbao's little chin, gleaming faintly in the setting sun.
Xiao Jue walked to the edge of the pond, squatted down, dipped his broad palm into the cool water, and scooped up a handful. The water flowed through his fingers, crystal clear, with the sweetness of a mountain spring and a faint, pure scent from the very source of life. He handed the handful of water to Lingbao.
Lingbao curiously watched the shimmering water in his father's palm. His little mouth moved unconsciously, and another drop of saliva slipped down. With a "tap," it fell into the water in his father's palm, quickly blending into it and disappearing. The water surface rippled slightly, reflecting the light of the sky and the shadows of the clouds, as well as Lingbao's innocent eyes.
Xiao Jue looked at the pool of water in his palm, mingled with his daughter's saliva. He then raised his eyes to the direction where the four nations' armies had retreated, to the pool once shrouded in false light and clamour. The cold sheath of the Guihong Ruler reflected the golden waves.
A deep voice, with a kind of understanding that saw through the illusion and a hint of mockery, sounded softly amidst the evening breeze and the sound of water:
"By claiming the holy name, one can draw boundaries at will."
"By sticking a dirty sign on it, I can feel at ease pouring out my filth."
"This blue wave..."
He raised his hand slightly, and the water in his palm, which was melted with his daughter's saliva, reflected a pure and bright halo under the setting sun, and slowly flowed back into the pool, creating ripples.
"...the so-called 'filth' that the world fears,"
He lowered his head, looking at his daughter's mouth in his arms, which was moving unconsciously like the cleanest spring, and watched another drop of crystal water condense on her lips.
“So this is the world…”
The drop of water finally slid down and fell on the bib embroidered with a little duck on Lingbao's chest, leaving a small dark wet mark.
“…the most pure and pure self-purifying breath.”
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