"Yeah, what does it matter?" Facing Pei Yan's question, Li Songtao raised his head and looked at the pitch-black ceiling of the cellar, his expression desolate. After a long ti, he looked at Pei Yan with a slight smirk of self-mockery at the corners of his mouth and said, "There are so things we can't choose. Is your life completely controlled by you, Pei Yan?"
Hearing this, Pei Yan lowered his head and fell silent as well. His life? His life had been controlled by others from the very beginning. If he hadn't gone to that abandoned steel plant to play that day, if Lin Junzhao hadn't chosen him and his sister, today he would probably be like an ordinary peer, going to college and never encountering this bizarre world. Perhaps, as Lin Junzhao had said, he had the potential to awaken as a supernatural being, but there was a good chance he would never have the opportunity to awaken, living a life like a regular person.
Actually, that wouldn't have been so bad.
Seeing Pei Yan deep in thought, Li Songtao fiddled with the shackles in his hand and continued, "The Devouring Demon you saw that day is just the lowest grade alchemical product, a test subject for such sorceries within the organization. But its effect is obvious; you saw it too. In combat situations, it effectively suppresses lower-level cultivators below the Reincarnation Realm. Later, with further research, the organization was no longer satisfied with its effectiveness restricted to lower-level cultivators of the Daoist Plane and aid to enhance its combat abilities."
At this point, Li Songtao let out a cynical laugh and said helplessly, "But wanting to transform soone without any cultivation foundation into soone with the strength to fight Reincarnation Realm cultivators, it's not that easy. After several failures, these stubborn madn shifted their target to enhancing the combat capabilities of other cultivators, starting with low-level cultivators from the Three Corpses Realm to the Little Reincarnation Realm, and finally to us."
"Are you saying you were forced?" Pei Yan asked in confusion.
"Forced?" Li Songtao raised an eyebrow and shook his head. "Not quite. Cultivators at my level always have so autonomy. Although there's pressure from above, if I wanted to refuse, it wouldn't be impossible. Alas, in the end, I couldn't resist the allure of becoming stronger, unwilling to be surpassed by the idiots I despised daily with such ans, I chose to accept to beco stronger."
"But I didn't find you much stronger. Your eerie space movent technique certainly amazed , but that's all." Pei Yan voiced his internal doubt.
"Humph, you are indeed not afraid to boast. But yes, as the victor, you have that capital." Li Songtao said, straightening his back while rubbing his waist sore from the shackles, and marveled, "In the major planes, how many can be like you? It's my own fault for underestimating you, thinking that even if you were the Child of Origin, it'd be just a few short years before you grew and hence wanted to nip you in the bud. Unexpectedly, I stumbled at your hand and suffered a huge loss! If it were anyone else, they'd have been defeated by long ago."
"Is there so special ability in that state of yours?" Pei Yan pondered for a mont upon hearing this, then suddenly looked up and said, "That last surge of resentnt you unleashed?"
"That's right!" Li Songtao nodded in response: "That aura ford by human resentnt and Spiritual Qi is my greatest trump card after transformation. It temporarily turns my body zombie-like, losing external pain and becoming imnsely powerful. And any cultivator afflicted by that resentnt, rely inhaling a little, can lead to terrifying hallucinations in the ntally weak, causing ntal breakdown. Once inhaling a lot more, it suppresses their inner essential energy, making their power drop by seventy percent. Listen carefully to what I'm saying. It doesn't just suppress Spiritual Qi of the Daoist Realm but can suppress the essential energy across four planes. Who then can compete with ?"
At this point, he sighed again, looking at Pei Yan with resentnt and helplessness, "Yet I happened to encounter you. Your inner power is already fused with the force of the Six Paths Plane forming a cyclic system. My resentnt can only exert a limited influence on your consciousness, without affecting your essential energy. As for the so-called imnse strength, humph! Before soone who can suppress Suhabaru, what does that count for? Both my trump cards were countered by you. How could I not lose?"
"Stop wallowing in self-pity; wasn't it your arrogance and carelessness? I didn't actively seek you out. Then tell how those madn turned you into this? Why do you say we can't achieve it?" Pei Yan grew more interested as he listened and simply got off his chair, sat cross-legged in front of Li Songtao, and asked face-to-face.
"A Devouring Demon requires secret techniques to torture and ravage a mortal to an extre, only then can it be refined! For a single Devouring Demon to achieve this, do you think to satisfy the resentnt accumulated by a cultivator of my realm, how many mortal lives would be necessary?"
Looking at Li Songtao's face that seed to smile yet was not, Pei Yan's originally smiling face instantly darkened, recalling the surge of resentnt blasted toward the sky by Li Songtao yesterday after being interrupted which revealed the despair, unwillingness, anger, pain all intertwined together, if it weren't suppressed by the Immortal Palace people, the entire Yonghe Square residents would not die but live in madness for the rest of their lives. And connecting his current words, one can fathom how many innocent souls unjustly dead were contained in that resentnt.
"Now you know why you can't achieve it. Of course, it's not absolute. The so-called reputable orthodox sect like the Immortal Palace secretly engages in more dirty deeds. If they harden their hearts, you can do it too! As for the specific thod of operation, sorry but I can't tell you. Even if I wanted to, I can't, these secret techniques are in the hands of those mad alchemists across several major planes, and I'm just one of their more successful creations." Li Songtao spoke in a tone that sounded like mockery and yet self-mockery, there was resentnt and helplessness in his voice.
"Ultimately, what are you guys after?" Pei Yan raised his head, his gaze piercing, and asked word by word.
"Didn't I say! I can't tell you that. If you insist on knowing, you can continue to torture , maybe just before my head explodes, I can reveal a few words to you?"
Listening to Li Songtao's mockery, Pei Yan smiled lightly, then gently curved his finger, and imdiately the agony once again surged through Li Songtao's entire body. The unbearable pain made his eyes bloodshot, veins bulging, losing his sanity due to the tornt. In his anger, he lunged forward with his body, wanting to encircle Pei Yan with the shackles in his hand. Though unable to perish together, if he could hurt him even a little, it would ease his hatred. Yet as soon as he got halfway up, more intense pain ca causing his legs to give way, staggering and crawling before Pei Yan, his body curled like a shrimp, rolling back and forth on the ground, wailing incessantly.
anwhile, Pei Yan, who controlled it all, asked him no questions, simply sat there extending and flexing his fingers, controlling the intensity of Li Songtao's agony back and forth, silently watching everything happening before him with unvoiced delight.
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