The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins
Chapter 324: Plunder

Chapter 324: Chapter 324: Plunder

Slowly twisting the needle tail, in Zhu Haomiao’s Spiritual Vision, the extraordinary power of [Soul Devouring] spread like roots, following the spinal cord downwards, permeating every nerve ending.

Immediately, gray and white threads, invisible to others, extended and wrapped outward with the silver needle as the center, quickly encasing Kitano Yoshihiko into a cocoon.

Flesh, soul, consciousness...

All foundations of existence were lazily sealed, and the little subconscious activity left in Kitano Yoshihiko gradually dissipated, his breathing and heartbeat stagnated little by little, and his whole being fell into an absolute state of near-death.

Following the same method, Jin Zhuxian was also sealed, and only then did Zhu Haomiao have the time to consider how to handle them.

Now these two have lost self-awareness and can’t escape the Illusion Realm, and if he wanted to be a little evil, Zhu Haomiao could keep them in this vegetative state until they starved to death.

Rubbing his chin, Zhu Haomiao quickly dismissed this idea.

Because it didn’t align with his interests.

Two gold energy level descenders, just perfect for stacking [Immortal’s Grasp], and the final harvest would maximize the benefits.

Moreover, their [True Objects] were also invaluable...

Looking at Kitano Yoshihiko’s katana and the sci-fi armor stripped from Jin Zhuxian, Zhu Haomiao’s eyes glowed with a hint of heat.

He still owed Senior Sister Ye Wan Ning several thousand True Contribution Points!

But these two [True Objects] were already refined to the extent of soul binding, and to seize them, he’d have to kill these two in reality, erasing their soul marks...

Otherwise, once they exited the Illusion Realm, the [True Objects] would eject along with them.

This was also why Zhu Haomiao sealed their consciousnesses right away...

Only by putting them in a near-death state would he have enough time to devise a strategy...

Rubbing his chin, Zhu Haomiao’s thoughts raced, but no matter how much he thought, he couldn’t find a way to break through.

With two [True Objects] right in front of him, all he could do was sigh, truly...

Touching the cold metal of the two [True Objects], Zhu Haomiao was filled with unwillingness, a twisted, restless emotion rising in his chest.

[Jealousy]!

In a stroke of spiritual insight, the boy’s gaze shifted, and the concept-level authority of [Jealousy] quietly activated, slowly infiltrating deep into the [True Objects], reaching straight to their core laws.

There, Zhu Haomiao felt two unique soul imprints, releasing rhythmic mystical patterns like a heartbeat.

The [Jealousy] authority, like venom, enveloped the two soul imprints, slowly melting and eroding them at an almost imperceptible speed!

[Jealousy]!

To steal, to seize what belongs to others...

Understanding the core-level concept laws directly, Zhu Haomiao’s heart surged with immense waves.

After a slow and deep breath, the boy finally calmed down, soothing the emotions in his heart.

It seems that erasing the soul imprints relates to the strength of the opponent, so until completion, he must ensure their lives...

On the other side, seeing Zhu Haomiao nod thoughtfully, Dai Jinhong glanced at the two who were in a state of near-death and said with reverent flattery.

"Master, your medical skills are unparalleled; even high-difficulty operations like inserting a silver needle into the brain are at your fingertips!"

Listening to his subordinate’s flattery, Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips with mixed feelings and explained.

"I don’t know any medical skills; I simply inserted the silver needle to conveniently release power."

Dai Jinhong: "..."

"Arrange the guards well, I will come to replenish True Qi every few days, make sure the silver needle doesn’t fall out!"

"As you command!"

Pating Dai Jinhong on the shoulder, Zhu Haomiao pocketed the two [True Objects], gave some instructions, and turned to leave.

Leaving the prison, Zhu Haomiao took out the dark red murky gemstone again, curiously examining it closely.

What mystical properties does this stone have?

That it draws so many to pursue it relentlessly?

After fiddling for a while and finding nothing, Zhu Haomiao temporarily stored it in his pocket, heading home into the splendid sunset.

......

Outskirts of the Imperial City

Amid the pitch-black desolate mountains and wilderness, a bonfire blazed brightly, illuminating the pitch darkness.

Beside the bonfire, two groups of battered individuals faced off from a dozen meters apart, all with livid expressions!

"Hand over Jin Zhuxian!!"

On the other side, Qingtian Zhaojiu frowned deeply, solemnly saying each word.

"Park Sang-pil, I’ll tell you again, we haven’t caught Jin Zhuxian!"

"And our side, Kitano Yoshihiko is missing as well!"

"Like Jin Zhuxian, he hasn’t returned to reality, neither alive nor dead..."

Encountering such bizarre circumstances for the first time, Qingtian Zhaojiu hesitated for a moment before speaking in a deep voice: "I fear they’ve been captured."

"Damn! Who else but a descender could capture them and prevent them from sending out any information?!"

"Local natives wouldn’t stop them from leaving the Illusion Realm!"

Park Sang-pil sneered, staring intently into Qingtian Zhaojiu’s eyes.

At this, Qingtian Zhaojiu remained calm, returning the gaze, saying calmly.

"How are you so sure we’re the only descenders in [Da Zhen]?"

Park Sang-pil’s pupils slightly shrank, his eyebrows slowly knitting together.

"Southeast Asia, North America, Australia..."

"The regions corresponding to these places in the Illusion Realm are all wilderness, where descenders will inevitably converge toward the nearest Qi Fortune lands."

"Among these, [Da Zhen] offers the highest value!"

"Chances are, this land has already gathered pioneers from multiple countries, hiding cautiously in the shadows."

"But coincidentally, your reckless attack led to our exposure..."

"Do you reckon, once they see us fighting each other, they might act as the mantis stalking the cicada, while the oriole waits behind?"

Listening to Qingtian Zhaojiu’s words filled with resentment, Park Sang-pil’s brow furrowed tighter, yet the next words made his back grow cold.

"However, I’m not most concerned about pioneers from other countries, but rather about the people of [Dragon]..."

"[Da Zhen] is their descent area; we have no idea how much power they’ve accumulated in the dark."

"Both our squads are on [Dragon]’s wanted list; if discovered, and they bring in battle groups from other Illusion Realms..."

At this, Qingtian Zhaojiu’s voice paused, as if recalling an unmentionable memory, and a mask of pain instantly covered his face.

On the other side, Park Sang-pil’s group also evoked memories of sorrow, their faces crumpling, their bodies writhing as if ants crawled all over them.

After a long while, Park Sang-pil took a slow, deep breath, his gaze becoming coldly frenzied.

"Damn it, if those filthy dogs did capture Jin Zhuxian, then I’ll slaughter the [Yanhuang Armory] once more!"

At this, a glimmer of darkness flashed in Qingtian Zhaojiu’s eyes, and he smiled.

"Count me in."