The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins
Chapter 358: I Am Still Too Conservative

Chapter 358: Chapter 358: I Am Still Too Conservative

Watching helplessly as the mass of flesh, like a heap of maggots, wriggles and deforms.

The people, with expressions of pain and pleasure, melt into a mass of flesh, their skin fusing together, sprouting strange and bizarre membranous organs. Zhu Haomiao instantly displayed an expression of distaste, stepping back a few steps.

What kind of biochemical mother nest is this?!

In comparison, the secret ceremonies of [anger] and [Jealousy] seem almost refined!

In the end, the twitching, wriggling mass of flesh transformed into a humanoid outline, faintly reflecting the golden statue of the Buddha in the hall.

In an instant, all the tangled human faces emitted horrifying and eerie moans of pleasure, with endless sinful energy surging and converging, transforming into a torrent of life flowing into Zhu Haomiao’s body.

"..."

Even knowing this was merely the extraction of authority on a conceptual level, Zhu Haomiao still felt like ants were crawling all over his body.

But the next second, the young man’s knotted brows slowly relaxed, letting out a sigh of relief.

Forget it; if it’s unsightly, let it be unsightly, can’t be picky...

[Lust]: LV.2 → LV.7

[Essence] +25

[Qi] +14

[Body] +22 (11×200%)

With a sigh, Zhu Haomiao raised his gaze, looking at the writhing mass of white flesh, pursing his lips with an indescribable expression.

Luckily, I didn’t bring my subordinates up; otherwise, my lifetime’s reputation would be ruined!

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Haomiao activated his Asura Divinity; the destructive Red Lotus Karma Fire shot from his eyes, instantly covering the fleshy mass, gradually reducing it to ashes.

After a long while, the Jinyi Guard at the foot of the mountain saw a familiar figure slowly walking down the path, and couldn’t help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"Leave a hundred brothers to ransack the house; the rest follow me to the next target."

"Yes!"

......

"[Joy Palace] was annihilated, not a single survivor."

"[Flowing Cloud Sword Pavilion] suffered heavy losses; the Master, elders were all captured alive and sent to Beijing, confined in the [Demon Suppression Prison], only a few disciples traveling abroad escaped the disaster."

"[Bishui Manor]’s master fought to the death, the properties were seized, and the clan members were left homeless."

"As for the [Vajra Zen Temple], the abbot and the Four Vajra were all captured and locked in the [Demon Suppression Prison], and the temple assets were confiscated!"

...

Several figures with profound aura gathered together, listening to one chilling piece of news after another, unable to help but feel a sense of empathy and indignation.

"It’s one thing for an evil sect like [Joy Palace] to be eradicated, but why do the legitimate sects face such calamities? Just because we’re unwilling to hand over our secret manuals?!"

"Isn’t Duke Yu too tyrannical? Isn’t he afraid of the world rising against him?!"

...

In the midst of disgruntled discussions, an old Taoist with a youthful face pondered for a long time, knitting his brows in confusion.

"Duke Yu is merely Third Grade, how did he wipe out so many sects?"

"These sects are not lacking in First or Second Grade masters!"

Hearing this, the others fell silent, which was the core issue they dared not face.

A sixteen-year-old Third Grade prodigy, his combat power surpasses two grades, overwhelming First-grade Grandmasters!

Such exaggerated combat power can be explained by only one thing.

Duke Yu is a Heavenly Destiny person!

He carries the Heavenly Destiny; opposing him is opposing the Heavenly Dao!

Thinking of this, a trace of despair couldn’t help but arise in their hearts.

To defy the heavens means to die without a burial place!

The last such terrifying Heavenly Destiny person appeared was during the founding period of [Da Zhen]!

Those monsters, as arrogant suns that oppressed an entire era, left all Jianghu sects cowering like dogs.

It wasn’t until they gradually withered away that the long-standing Jianghu sects dared to test the waters, gradually expanding over hundreds of years of development to reach today’s extent.

But now, to have them return to that initial state, stripping them of all privileges and assets, would be more excruciating than death!

On the other hand, just as the martial arts grandees were discussing how to deal with the situation, Zhu Haomiao had to stop his steps.

Forming a stark contrast with the grand entourage when he left Beijing, now only a few of the thousand-strong Jinyi Guard who originally followed him remained.

These people hadn’t died in the line of duty but had stayed behind at each ransacked sect to thoroughly investigate and inventory.

Not until seeing the detailed reports from his subordinates did Zhu Haomiao understand why [Da Zhen]’s national finances were dwindling.

These local sects were essentially micro nations within the nation!

They occupied large tracts of land, their rules overrode national laws, they had their own law enforcement teams, and the people within a hundred miles were intricately linked to them.

The court retained only nominal control locally, and along with being manipulated behind the scenes by Green Forest Heroes, the entire nation was being hollowed out by them.

Inexplicably, Zhu Haomiao thought of the three Martial Extinction Buddhists.

"A bunch of unruly folks, I’ve been too conservative!"

Rubbing his chin, the black-clad young man standing in the dilapidated pavilion sighed with a sigh of regret, sitting down on the stone bench and pulling out a secret book to read carefully.

Compared to the complicated task of inventory and investigation, all the sects’ Divine Skill Secret Books had long been acquired by Zhu Haomiao.

After a period of dismantling and deduction, the completion rate of the Eight Basic Forces soared, with even a few of the sixth layers beginning to take shape.

And just as Zhu Haomiao was immersed in the sea of knowledge, a ethereal figure appeared beside him without warning, sitting with a heavy heart.

"Still haven’t found it! It should be around here!"

Looking at Yue King Luo Ming, whose mind was unsettled, Zhu Haomiao smiled faintly, offering meaningful comfort.

"Don’t worry, just wait; he’ll return sooner or later."

This was also an important reason why Zhu Haomiao stopped here, because Yue King Luo Ming happened to lose the trail of the National Guardian Divine Tripod nearby.

He could clearly sense the [Heavenly Destiny True Object] nearby, yet even after digging three feet into the ground, he found no trace.

According to Zhu Haomiao’s guesses, it was because the other side had returned to reality, using some Secret Technique to hide the [Heavenly Destiny True Object] in the crevice between True and Illusion.

But since the [Heavenly Destiny True Object] hadn’t completely severed ties with this dimension, the other side couldn’t refine and separate it, and would eventually have to return to face "capture."

On the other side, not noticing the deeper meaning in Zhu Haomiao’s words, Luo Ming sighed gloomily.

"But... my time is running out..."

On hearing this, Zhu Haomiao’s eyes narrowed; he set down the Secret Manual in his hand, solemnly saying.

"Don’t worry, you have me."

Hearing this, a smile of contentment graced Luo Ming’s lips; perhaps sensing the atmosphere was too heavy, he subtly changed the topic.

"By the way, I’ve only been away from Beijing for a few months, how is it you’ve changed so much in appearance, becoming so... hmm... so..."

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Ming found an inappropriate adjective: "demonic?"

"..."

Glancing at the level 7 [Lust], Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips.

"Guys change as they grow, it’s reasonable."