I become a god in another world

Chapter 685 The Embryo of Reincarnation
Chapter 685

"Zhao Fusheng!"

Someone shouted from within the pool of blood.

"Zhao Fusheng!" someone shouted from the street.

At first, I could still distinguish directions, but later, no matter which direction, whether it was east, west, south, north, or above or below me, the sounds came from all directions, and I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman, or if they were faces.

Even if Zhao Fusheng knew this was a method of calling back the soul and trying to pull her into the pool of reincarnation, the best way to deal with it was to remain unchanged in the face of all changes.

But when these shouts reached her ears, they formed a hurricane within her consciousness.

Blood seeped from her seven orifices, and her pupils were shattered and turned blood red.

As soon as the blood flowed out, it was immediately engulfed by the surrounding black mist.

In an instant, Zhao Fusheng felt his body weigh more than a thousand pounds and began to fall uncontrollably into the blood pool below.

"Fu Sheng!"

Kuai Manzhou, who was controlling a portion of the blood pool in the distance, panicked upon seeing this scene.

Her eyes turned bloodshot, and fresh blood began to gush from the spot in her chest where the coffin nails had been inserted.

The blood energy aroused Zhuang Si Niangzi behind her. Zhuang Si Niangzi, who had transformed into a vengeful ghost, tightly embraced her daughter, and the resentful aura on her body erupted violently, even more intense than before.

The Yellow Springs, which had absorbed some of the power of the Reincarnation Blood Pool, had already reached a balance with the Ghost Flower thickets along the shore. However, when Kuai Manzhou saw that Zhao Fusheng was in trouble, his emotions were immediately stirred.

The young girl acted recklessly, only wanting to save people and forgetting her own predicament.

Seeing Zhao Fusheng covered in blood and falling straight into the blood pool below, Kuai Manzhou immediately leaned into Zhuang Si Niangzi's arms—the chill pressed against her back, and Zhuang Si Niangzi's hand burrowed into her chest cavity.

But embracing the ghost brought with it the complete control of Zhuang Si Niangzi's power.

Kuai Manzhou ignored the pain and revealed a satisfied smile.

She was determined to stop Zhao Fusheng from falling into the blood pool. The moment she received the power of the vengeful ghost, she immediately waved her hand—Yellow Springs moved at will, and began to meander and clear a path on the ground, flowing straight into the huge blood pool.

"Full week!"

Upon seeing this, Wu Shaochun and the others couldn't help but shout.

The shout attracted Meng Po's attention, causing her to turn her head involuntarily.

As the Yellow Springs flowed into the Blood Pool, the power of the Blood Pool's cycle of reincarnation instantly gained the upper hand.

Wuqing Prefecture was a large prefecture.

The power of hundreds of thousands of wandering souls was extraordinary; when they all surged into the Yellow Springs, the Yellow Springs immediately went out of control.

Zhuang Si Niangzi's power was suppressed, and countless wronged souls crawled out from the Yellow Springs.

The ghost flowers were trampled one by one, losing their power to hold back the vengeful spirits.

A crisscrossing blue ghost line appeared on Kuai Manzhou's face, making him look like a shattered piece of porcelain.

"Children are so ignorant and arrogant."

Meng Po, who was already on the verge of a ghost's resurgence, was so frightened by this scene that she trembled and began to clean up the boiler on the ground:

"How dare you cause such a disaster! If the adults knew the little girl was gone, they'd be furious—"

As she said this, Meng Po felt her mind becoming clearer.

Her head was throbbing with pain, and she cried out:

"Shaochun, Yizhen, and those two lads from the Fan family, what are you waiting for?"

"My wife and I must stop these things; we can't let anything happen to Manzhou—"

"it is good!"

Wu Shaochun and the others responded.

In her nervousness, Xu Yu took out the Qiankun Brush and prepared to write down the curse. She remembered what Zhao Fusheng had said: the curse of the Qiankun Brush contained both killing intent and life force—at critical moments, the power of the curse could become a form of protection.

The Qiankun Brush wrote: Born into poverty, picking blood-stained flowers, haunted by vengeful spirits, bound by blood ties that cannot be severed. When the blood moon rises, Zhao—jiligulu—Zhao—jiligulu—

Ghost Pen tried several times to curse Zhao Fusheng, but was instead countered by Zhao Fusheng's power.

The final line reads: "Hell is in turmoil, and all the demons have been resurrected."

Under the blood moon, vengeful spirits roam, and someone will rise up to suppress hell, just like Zang-ji-li-gu-lu did back then.

A large amount of blood gushed from the Qiankun Brush. Eventually, the brush began to tremble violently, losing its curse power. It remained frozen in Xu Yu's hand for a moment, like a dead worm, before disappearing from Xu Yu's grasp.

"..."

Xu Yu brought out the Ghost Pen to protect Kuai Manzhou, but unexpectedly, the pen acted unpredictably. Not only did it fail to curse Kuai Manzhou, but it was also suppressed because it still involved Zhao Fusheng.

Xu Yu always felt that he had done something wrong with good intentions, as if he had committed a major disaster.

She turned her head. At this moment, Zhao Fusheng was bound by the Ghost Calling Law of Wuqing County, Kuai Manzhou was restraining the Blood Pool, and Meng Po and others were trying to protect Kuai Manzhou.

Unable to tell everyone what had happened, she forced herself to remain calm and planned to tell Zhao Fusheng about the Qiankun Brush after this matter was resolved.

……

As Xu Yu began writing, Kuai Manzhou channeled the Blood Pool of Reincarnation into her own Yellow Springs, causing a large number of vengeful ghosts from Wuqing County to revive from her Yellow Springs.

The resurrected 'humans' trampled on the ghost flowers, and the villagers of the ghost village were restrained.

The people of Wuqing County walked among the flowers, crushing the ghost flowers one by one, turning them into blood-red juice that flowed into the river.

After these juices entered the river, they rolled around and, influenced by the power of the Yellow Springs, revived from the river, transforming into faces that Kuai Manzhou recognized.

Uncle Kuai Liu, Aunt Kuai Liu, and the people of Kuailiang Village, as soon as they stood up from the river, stiffly shouted:

"Uphold family rules, cleanse the household—"

These shouts seemed to bring back the nightmare of that day, and even Zhuang Si Niangzi was affected.

The balance between the ghost village and Zhuang Si Niangzi was broken, and Zhuang Si Niangzi immediately became a vengeful ghost.

Once it revives, Kuai Manzhou will be the first to bear the brunt of its laws.

Just then, Meng Po, her hunched figure carrying a boiler, took a step forward.

Her shadow was like wisps of smoke, roaming the ghost realm, seemingly slow, but actually incredibly fast.

Before everyone could react, she had already sat down at the end of the pool of blood that had been gathered together.

The pool water gurgled and surged as countless people who had experienced reincarnation emerged from the end of the blood pool.

"Having walked the road to the underworld and soaked in the waters of reincarnation, you must not take another step forward. Here I have a bowl of soup; after drinking it, you can forget your past and be relieved of worldly troubles. Guest, would you like a bowl?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd moved.

All the 'people' who had been revived from the pool of reincarnation turned their heads and looked at Meng Po.

Meng Po remained unmoved.

She squatted down and looked at her skull. A blood moon appeared above her head, and the moonlight was even more eerie than before.

Nourished by the moonlight, the soup inside the skull began to boil.

Meng Po took out a medicinal candy and threw it into the pot.

The medicinal sugar dissolved immediately upon being added to the soup, releasing a bewitching aroma into the pot.

The flavor was indescribable, seemingly possessing a fatal allure for both humans and ghosts.

For those harboring resentment, this soup contains medicine to relieve their sorrow;
Those who feel regretful seem to find solace in drinking the soup.

Those who have suffered hardships in their lives will find sweetness in their soup.

Even those who lead smooth lives often have their own extraordinary and unpredictable stories in their soup.

……

All the 'people' turned around and walked towards Meng Po one by one. They walked very fast, their figures leaving afterimages.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Mengyin shouted angrily:

"You bunch of lowly slaves, worse than pigs and dogs, how dare you break the rules and drag Zhao Fusheng into the Reincarnation Pool first—"

His voice echoed throughout Wuqing County.

Meng Po turned a deaf ear:
“One by one, they come in line to drink. After they finish drinking, they forget the past and worry about the future. All their troubles are forgotten and their fears disappear.”

Her words moved Wu Ciping.

"Isn't this a way of breaking free from the control of reincarnation?"

Now that things had come to this, Wu Ciping realized that he probably wouldn't be able to 'leave' Wuqing County.

It wasn't that he didn't believe in Zhao Fusheng's abilities or thought she couldn't solve the ghost calamity—in fact, based on what he had seen and heard along the way, and the strength displayed by Zhao Fusheng and her team, Wu Ciping felt that the ghost calamity in Wuqing County might really be resolved by Zhao Fusheng.

The gloom hanging over Wuqing County may very well be dispelled by this group of people.

But Zhao Fusheng arrived too late!

Perhaps she is right; what is 'alive' now is not a physical body, but perhaps only a remnant soul and a wisp of consciousness.

His perception had long been confused, and he could no longer distinguish between years, months, and days.

The so-called memories of reincarnation are most likely just imprints imposed on oneself due to the influence of the laws.

Otherwise, why can't he even say what day it is?

In fact, it wasn't just him who couldn't explain it, but also the patriarchs of the Chang family—these patriarchs, who he originally saw as high and mighty and blessed by the gods, might have died at the hands of ghosts and gods long ago, just like him.

It was all just an illusion controlled by a ghost.

"I might be dead already, with only a wisp of consciousness remaining."

Wu Ciping murmured:
"But this consciousness is too weak to see through the truth—"

He paused for a moment after saying this.

Then Wu Ciping asked himself: Did he really want to see the truth? Or could he bear the truth?
Rather than waiting for the moment he wakes up from the nightmare and sees the cruel truth, or for Zhao Fusheng and the others to fail and he to still be trapped in the cycle of reincarnation, participating in sacrifices again and again, and finally becoming an object, suffering the torment of being neither alive nor dead, he might as well drink a bowl of Meng Po soup and end it all—this may be the only chance he has to come close to a painless death.

Just as Wu Ciping was having an idea, Zhao Fusheng's words inexplicably echoed in his mind: "I'd rather die conscious than live in ignorance."

He was once a ghost tamer, and he entered Wuqing County to find out the truth of the case. If he were to die so confusedly, he would never know the inside story of the Wuqing County case.

What will be Cheng Mengyin's fate, and what are the Chang family's uncanny rules?

Wu Ciping hesitated for a moment, then his legs immediately stopped in place.

……

These 'people' who were resurrected in the Ghost Pool walked towards Meng Po. After drinking bowls of Meng Po's soup, the images of the resurrected 'people' faded considerably in an instant.

Their obsession was shattered, and they turned into gray mist, flying into the sky.

Before long, the fog had become quite thick.

At the same time, with the help of Kuai Manzhou, Meng Po and others, the fervor of the Wuqing County people calling for souls was abruptly halted, and Zhao Fusheng immediately found an opportunity.

She opened her eyes and immediately found herself bound and restrained.

"Open your third eye!"

As Zhao Fusheng shouted, the ghost's eyes opened.

Red light burst forth from its eyes, and wherever the red light touched, streets and houses were cleared away, revealing its bizarre and distorted true nature.

Countless ghost vines crisscrossed, densely covering the area shrouded in blood-red light.

Unfortunately, she hadn't yet seen the root of the Ghost Vine, nor the source of all this great calamity.

But she saw Kuai Manzhou's perilous situation, and she also saw the huge dark clouds looming overhead.

At this moment, the 'people' who had drunk the Meng Po soup turned into ashes and gathered into clouds. In a short while, they had formed a terrifying cloud layer—a cloud layer that no one had ever seen before. However, if it was allowed to continue to grow, Zhao Fusheng had a premonition that something terrible might happen.

"We cannot allow the ghost clouds to continue to converge."

A thought flashed through her mind, and she released Hell, inviting Granny Xu to appear:

"Grandma, these clouds are very evil. Let's take them to the tenth level of hell."

Amidst the surging flames, Granny Xu's lazy voice drifted over:

"Every time Lord Zhao asks me to do something, it's for work."

After saying that, he answered again:
"understood."

As soon as he finished speaking, billowing flames shot into the sky, sweeping the dark clouds into hell.

……

This cloud has been cleared, but the 'people' of Wuqing County still make up the majority.

A large number of people, lured by Meng Po's soup, gathered around Meng Po.

Meng Po is somewhere between a human and a ghost. The fact that the temptation of Meng Po's soup requires the Investiture of the Gods to issue 50000 merit points to suppress it shows that Meng Po's rank is not low. Even if Meng Po's soup has special added power, Meng Po's own strength should not be underestimated.

Although she was powerful, the Ghost Calamity of Wuqing County seemed to be of a higher rank.

A large number of resurrected 'people' surrounded her, all waiting to drink Meng Po's soup, but Meng Po's 'speed' of brewing the soup gradually could not keep up with the speed at which the vengeful ghosts were waiting for the soup.

If this continues, Meng Po might lose control.

"slower!"

Fan Bisi and his companion strode forward and forcibly dispersed the surging crowd of people.

"Line up in one row, don't push and shove, what are you doing here like that, rushing around like crazy?"

The ghosts shouldn't have listened to their reprimands, but the two Fans were not good-tempered people. In fact, they were inherently ruthless and bullied the weak.

Seeing that the 'person' was disobedient, Fan Bisi waved his hand without saying a word.

With a whooshing sound, a blood-red umbilical cord appeared in his hand.

The blood umbilical cord seemed to have a great restraining effect on these 'people' who had experienced reincarnation; once the blood umbilical cord touched their bodies, the 'people' were bound.

They immediately screamed in agony and struggled desperately, but no matter what they did, they couldn't break free.

Ghosts are afraid of evil people.

The group of people who had previously scolded and ignored the two men immediately showed fear upon seeing the two Fans' fierce demeanor, and obediently lined up in a row under their reprimands.

Seeing this, Cheng Mengyin shouted again:

"Have you forgotten the laws of Wuqing County? Or do you wish to be reborn as a spirit in your next life?"

His roar jolted many people lured by the Meng Po soup awake from their slumber.

Some people immediately tried to turn around and run away.

However, the moment they turned their heads, Liu Yizhen's pupils turned gold, and in an instant he transformed into a figure whose entire body was as if cast in pure gold, standing at the end of the blood pool.

Once you enter the road to the underworld, once you embark on the road to ghosts, there is no turning back!

Liu Yizhen shouted:
"I will guard this place; any evil spirits that enter the cycle of reincarnation will never return!"

With him guarding the pass alone, the horde of demons were all intimidated.

Under the golden light, the horde of ghosts could only advance and could not retreat.

After drinking bowls of Meng Po soup, the 'human's' obsessions are cleared away, turning into gray mist and rising into the sky.

……

(End of this chapter)