Direct subordinates
Wu Ci stopped the black cat from committing the murder.
After he was possessed by the devil during the Qian Dynasty, Tianjizi used [Sacrifice to Summon God] to sacrifice all the Tianzun troops and to summon Tianzun, dragging the entire Eastern Continent to perish with him, in return for a glance from Tianzun.
Wu Ci knew this, but his memories of the time when he was possessed by the devil were not very clear. He had some questions to ask Chu Wanshu, who had become a heroic spirit and seemed to have awakened and possessed all his memories.
As for the remaining ordinary people… what Wu Ci wanted to inquire about was related to Tianzun. Tianzun was still a mysterious spirit, and he could not be peeped at will, otherwise an inadvertent information overload would crush him. Wu Ci was not sure how much information from the outside world could be blocked in this era of absolute spirits.
In case his question violated some taboo, sacrificing all the people on the train might attract the attention of Tianzun, allowing Tianzun to take the initiative to intervene and suppress the excessive information to save his life.
So these people cannot be killed before he finishes asking questions.
Although, even if he didn't pay, Tianzun might take the initiative to protect him as a follower, but those high-level knowledge and data shocks were brought by Xuanling's unconsciousness, and Tianzun couldn't always pay attention to him. What if Tianzun didn't pay attention and he was killed by the data released by the unconsciousness?
Wu Ci took off his helmet, revealing his gentle and calm blue eyes. He gave a humble smile to the heroic spirit who had transformed his fan into a sword and was standing in front of the spiritualist Alai. "Don't be nervous. I have no ill intentions."
He bowed and said, "It's just that a friend of mine has some questions, and I hope I can ask Mr. Chu Wanshu for him."
Chu Wanshu saw the momentary shock on his face, "...you——"
The golden spirits gathered, and an elegant young man [Chu Ci] dressed in a scholar's green robe appeared in the carriage. He also smiled, raised his sleeves and bowed, "It's me, father."
"Excuse me, it's been a long time since we last met. I feel guilty for the misfortunes that my father and other soldiers of the righteous army have suffered because of my own actions. I was timid when I saw my father and didn't dare to come forward for a long time. I had to ask others to help me speak."
"General...? You have become a Heroic Spirit as well?"
"Whether you call me Taoist priest or general, it's too strange for father. Could it be that father is blaming me?"
The boy pretended to be sad, but there was a gentle smile on his face. It was obvious at a glance that he was deliberately joking in this way to please others.
Ever since Chu Ci began to bear the evil spirit for many people, hundreds of years have passed, and Chu Wanshu has never seen his only son speak in such a relaxed tone again.
If [Chu Ci] wanted to please others, no one would be able to refuse him, not to mention that he was Chu Wanshu's most cherished, most outstanding, proud and only son.
However, Chu Wanshu did not need such a thoughtful joke to get closer to him.
He knew his son well. He had seen Chu Ci willing to bear all the pain for others. He had seen the evil spirit and malicious cracks crawling on Chu Ci's skin. He had seen Chu Ci deliberately avoid people and endure the evil spirit alone when it broke out.
He understood how much Chu Ci valued them and the common people, because Chu Ci's uprising was also for them.
[Chu Ci] Considering his current age, he has not yet awakened and has not regained his later abilities and memories.
He should have been a young man under the protection of his father, but he learned from the spiritualist that he would be possessed by the devil and become an enemy of the Righteous Army in the future, and would also cause his father, confidant, soldiers, and civilians to be sacrificed to the Heavenly Lord, causing the entire Eastern Continent to be wiped out. He would definitely put the blame on himself.
…But [Chu Ci] is now deliberately bringing up this matter as if nothing had happened, just to make people think that he doesn’t care and to make others feel more relaxed when communicating with him.
"You don't have to be like this, Chu Ci." Chu Wanshu said in a deep voice, "I don't mean to blame you. Besides, this is not your problem. The soldiers and the people will understand."
"No, Father, it was my fault. It was all because I didn't think about the consequences."
[Chu Ci] put away the smile on his face and shook his head slowly, "I overestimated myself. I thought I could still hold on for a while, so I didn't think of a way out for you. I didn't think about the possible consequences in advance. It's my fault..."
"You've done a great job, kid. No one else could have done better than you at that time."
"But I killed you, the people, and destroyed the entire Eastern Continent." Wu Ci controlled [Chu Ci], and hid his prejudice in silence. "I once thought that Daqian was the world, and as long as I overthrew the emperor and killed those gods who committed evil with amnesty, I could protect everyone in the world. Unexpectedly, the competition brought about a greater disaster, and the whole world was destroyed because of me."
Chu Wanshu was silent for a moment, "...I was the first to agree."
"What are you talking about, father?"
"I said, after you became a demon, I was the first one to agree to the proposal of Taoist Tianjizi." Chu Wanshu sighed and gently put his hand on his shoulder, "Even if there is a mistake, it is the fault of your father."
"Father..."
"The past is in the past and cannot be undone. There is no need to talk about it anymore. They didn't blame you... At least, you are the pride of your father."
Chu Wanshu patted his shoulder and turned to look at Wu Ci, "Young man, you are my son's spiritual master, right? Since you can get along with my son, it means you are a noble person. You must have your reasons for killing those other spiritual masters. But we can talk about the rest later, let's save this train first."
"Thank you, Mr. Chu. I will certainly save this train. However, could you please answer the previous question first? This is very important to me."
"Are you asking on behalf of my son?" Chu Wanshu paused. Although he was somewhat unhappy with Wu Ci's delay in rescuing the train, he thought of his compatibility with Chu Ci and understood that Wu Ci was definitely a gentleman of noble character. He might have asked this question because of some urgent matter, so he answered, "During the time when my son was possessed by the devil, he was completely unconscious and no one could wake him up. But he always seemed to mutter to himself some incomprehensible words, and no one had ever heard it clearly."
"For example?"
"There were no complete sentences, and I could only barely make out some messy phrases." Chu Wanshu glanced at the [Chu Ci], "I don't know if I heard it wrong, but it was probably something like: Snow Mountain, Crimes against Humanity?...Experiment, Prison, Not Guilty, Sichen Can't Save Me..."
"…Si, Chen, can't you save me? Si Chen, can't you save me?"
Si Chen, that is the name of Tianzun!
A thunderbolt exploded in Wu Ci's mind.
How did he know the name of Tianzun during the Qian Dynasty? And how did he connect it with the words mentioned above that were 20 years ago?
Tianzun had a relationship with him 20 years ago!? How come he has no recollection of it at all?
Wu Ci's attention began to drift away.
Does Tianzun have a conspiracy? Is it Tianzun's plan for him to come to this world 20 years later as a heroic spirit?
So if he says the name of Tianzun now, will Tianzun know it?
No, this is the Age of Absolute Spirits... It has been so long since he said it and nothing has changed. The Heavenly Master probably hasn't sensed it yet.
Yes, that's right!
Being controlled, being controlled, and being controlled again, he doesn't want to be controlled!
Wu Ci suddenly grabbed Chu Wanshu's collar and stared at him in horror like a wide-eyed puppet. "Tell me, what else is there?"
Chu Wanshu frowned completely now. "No matter what the problem is, save people first. Those infected with evil spirits may have entered. After the carriage is broken, these innocent people will not survive."
He transformed half of his body into a spirit to escape Wu Ci's control, and said to Chu Ci who was standing on the other side, "Let's go."
Wu Ci grabbed nothing in his hand, and the smile on his lips was stiff. "Please tell me first, tell me everything you know."
"There is no other news." Chu Wanshu felt that Wu Ci's condition was a little strange, which made him uneasy for no reason, but he was anxious to rescue the passengers on the train as soon as possible, so he turned around and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, [Chu Ci] grabbed him and smiled at him with the same weird and stiff expression as the other spiritualists, "Really...Father, this is very important."
Chu Wanshu stopped and asked with some hesitation, "Chu Ci? What happened? Are you affected by something? Is it the remnants of evil spirit?"
Wu Ci looked at the heroic spirit being controlled by Chu Ci not far away, and reached out to snatch the law enforcement video camera on the chest of the spiritualist Alai in front of everyone's confused gaze.
"Since you won't tell me, I won't embarrass you. Then, let's go back to the long river of time and space. I really lost control this time. I hope I can stay sober when we meet next time."
His expression gradually returned to normal, and he said softly, "I'm sorry, but fortunately, I already understand the cause of this accident... Don't leave anyone alive."
The black cat walked out from behind Wu Ci, flashing a weird and scary electronic smile.
With a flick of the sharp kitchen knife, the heroic spirit controlled by [Chu Ci] and the life of his own soul-controller disappeared into the air and sank into the long river of time.
The corpse in front of Wu Ci fell down unexpectedly, and its head, along with the flesh that had not been completely cut off, still retained a look of surprise, as if it was wondering how such a talented and wise spiritualist who could successfully form a contract with a heroic spirit like Chu Ci could suddenly try to kill him.
His blood even splashed onto Wu Ci's pale face at that moment.
"Don't look at me like that." Wu Ci reached out and gently helped him close his eyes, allowing Black Cat to continue to deal with the rest of the people.
"No! You can't do this!" Just as the black cat was about to attack the rest of the crowd, a girl jumped out from the crowd.
The brave girl opened her arms and stood in front of everyone. Even though she was extremely scared, she still stubbornly and persistently raised her head and looked at Wu Ci.
She knew that Wu Ci was the one who could decide everything.
Wu Ci just heard someone calling her name upstairs, it seemed to be: Eliza?
"I'm so sorry, Miss Eliza,"
Wu Ci's face was covered with scarlet blood. He wiped some of it off with his finger, smiling as if nothing had happened, and said softly, "The spiritualist just now was a good man, but unfortunately I can't keep him. And now that you have seen this, I can't keep you either.
This is all out of necessity, please forgive me for being rude and offensive."
His words and actions are so gentle and polite, why does this young man in front of me look like a devil?
Eliza felt herself trembling. She held her breath and negotiated, "We didn't see anything and we won't say anything. What do you want? As long as we can give, we can give it to you."
Wu Ci chuckled, "Then, if I want to kill you, how will you respond?"
Seeing that he was interested, Black Cat squatted down and looked at him with his chin propped up, then changed his expression again, "That's right, Brother Aci only believes in dead people, and we have to destroy your memories, otherwise the company will always find a way to capture your brains and souls for questioning."
"You--" Eliza stammered for a moment, and in order to survive, her brain slowly started to work.
Don't be nervous, try to think of it all as lightly as possible.
For example, imagine all of this as a game, a game.
It's like a strategy game! Yes, a strategy game! First of all, you have to find a way to survive the hands of this devil-like young man in front of you.
Be it a lie or be sincere, slowly increase his favorability. Whether it's a lie or something else, it won't be a problem in the later stages, as long as you can survive now.
Think about it, think about it, what excuse can I use to survive the hands of this young man? Find a big power to back me up? Which power can shock people the most? Which one is not easy to expose?
Thinking about the various reports she had read, Eliza suddenly had an idea.
She raised her eyes, and her expression and demeanor changed instantly. She spoke slowly, "As expected of the role chosen by Master Pride."
Wu Ci frowned and began to analyze the information contained in her words.
He did take over Pride's identity, but the Pride Eliza mentioned didn't seem to be directed at him? So, Pride was referring to the original body? Was this someone arranged by the original body?
Wu Ci's voice turned cold. "What do you mean?"
Eliza swallowed inconspicuously and said loudly, pretending to be very confident: "I am a direct subordinate of Lord Pride."
Wu Ci saw through her pretentiousness and tilted his head. He didn't look at her again because of what she said. Instead, he suddenly looked up at the camera hidden above the carriage and smiled, "Does our Seven Sins Council still have such a weak member?"
A little late, as usual, leave a comment before the next chapter is updated to get a bonus. If there are any typos, please point them out and I will correct them tomorrow.
Note: Master Yu Ling did not die, he was secretly saved by Xie Ci's blood and flesh. He deliberately acted in front of the surveillance and Chu Wanshu.
The Heroic Spirit can be summoned again by others after the death of the Spirit Master, so it will not be out of control.
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