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Chapter 367 - 83: Trinity, Sweeping Away Demons (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_4

Chapter 367: Chapter 83: Trinity, Sweeping Away Demons (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_4

"He even said that if we want to witness the grace of God, we should create as many believers as possible."

"He said this was a trial! An experiment! If successful, we would have the chance to enter the Divine Kingdom of the Lord!"

"He also taught us a breathing technique which we were to use while chanting spells, capable of emitting sounds akin to chewing animals."

Perhaps it was the final line of defense crumbling at the bottom of their hearts, but the group suddenly became very proactive in confessing more.

Xu Shu sharply asked, "Trial? What trial? Who’s trying? Trying what?"

An ordinary person might have overlooked it, but not Xu Shu—it obviously seemed to involve a conspiracy of the Secret Sect.

The crowd was dumbfounded by his question and muttered, "We don’t know; the missionary didn’t say."

This made Xu Shu secretly roll his eyes. This was supposed to be crucial, but when it came to the crunch, these people flaked out, knowing very little of the genuinely useful information.

Ultimately, they were just a bunch of people driven by self-interest and manipulated by others.

"Forget it, where’s that breathing method?" Xu Shu asked again.

The corpulent shopkeeper immediately caught on and nodded at his daughter: "Xiao Li!"

"Yes," Hong Li took out a folded piece of paper from her back pocket and handed it to Xu Shu.

During this, she timidly stole glances at Xu Shu, but seeing no particular behavior toward herself on Xu Shu’s face, she couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed.

Xu Shu unfolded the paper and his expression slightly stiffened. It was actually just a set of the most common ancient martial arts mental method, which indeed had some effects on regulating breathing for ordinary people, but whether these effects were good or bad was hard to delineate. Essentially, it involved inhaling for five seconds, visualizing the air entering from the navel and exiting through the crown, then exhaling for five seconds.

For people sitting in meditation, it had a forced calming effect and might even train one’s lung capacity, but it was utter nonsense to expect any development of Inner Strength from it.

The paper was titled in three bold characters: Liuhe Heart Method!

"Could this be an expansion of the Liuhe Youshen Palm that Chen Que once practiced?"

Xu Shu felt a strange stirring in his heart, reread it several times, found nothing special, and then folded the mental method paper and tucked it away.

"Anything else you haven’t confessed?" he then asked.

"My Lord, we have told everything we know, please be merciful and spare us; we promise to reform and be good people!" a group of cultists were kowtowing on the ground.

Seeing this, Xu Shu added another question: "By the way, have you harmed anyone in the south (19,6)?"

The people hastily replied, "No, my Lord, we were scammed into joining this damn cult by the wandering refugees a week ago and haven’t left this place."

"Oh, I see."

Xu Shu nodded and then said, "Since that’s the case, I am not the type to go back on my word, naturally I will give you a way out..."

The people looked as if they had received amnesty, "Thank you, my Lord, it’s like being reborn!"

The next moment, they heard Xu Shu continue, "Don’t rush to thank me. Like this, each of you take a punch from me; catch it and live, fail to catch it, and die. Whether you can catch it, it’s all on you, don’t blame me for not giving you a chance."

As the words fell, everyone’s face grew pale.

"What?"

"My Lord, surely you must be joking?"

"Do I look like I’m joking? Let’s start with you, I’m counting to three. One! Two! Three!"

Xu Shu swung his fist and smashed it into the chest of a robust man, sending him flying like a cannonball against the wall, creating an exaggerated indentation. He sloppily slid down, clearly dead as one could be.

"..."

The crowd looked at each other.

Are you kidding, catching a punch like that?

They immediately started wailing and crying out.

"My Lord, have mercy!"

Bang!

"We are just mortals; we can’t handle your torment!"

Bang!

"My Lord, you can’t do this!"

Bang!

"My Lord..."

Bang!

As Xu Shu "offered opportunities" with each punch, one after another, the cultists died against the wall, smashed as if flattened by a several-ton truck, their bones shattered by the impact, their deaths gruesomely tragic.

When it was Xiao Li’s turn, she cried and shouted, "My Lord, spare me, please, for the sake of the drink I once offered you..."

At her words, Xu Shu suddenly smiled: "That was you trying to offer me a drink? I couldn’t be bothered to expose you."

Xiao Li’s face turned deathly pale as she changed her plea: "For the sake of me being a woman, can you let me live? I can do anything, really!" As she spoke, she began unbuttoning her clothing and pressed herself against Xu Shu.

Xu Shu chuckled darkly, pointed at a few already sacrificed Wasteland Wanderers not far away on the ground, and asked, "How come you didn’t think of your own fate when you were killing them? Did you think yourself bedazzled with diamonds, capable of trading someone else’s life for yours?"

After that, without giving her another chance to babble, he also smashed her into a meat pie.

Thus, the Cult in (19,18) was completely annihilated, none survived, and it was all burned to ashes.

As for the people who were captured as sacrificial victims, about six or seven were still alive. Xu Shu unbound them and left them to await the passing effects of the "hallucinogen" on their own.

He himself returned to his room to continue his interrupted sleep, restoring his own spirit, energy, and mind.

When dawn broke, and a hint of pale fish belly white appeared in the east, he opened his eyes, his gaze intensely fixed on the emptiness before him.

[The sun rises in the east, and all things revive, welcome back to the Tai Chu Scroll, Master!]

[Today’s opening count: 3/3!]