Above Destiny

Chapter 716 Classic Choice
fake.

Minkler's dad might have blown up, but it's unlikely that Minkler's dad would blow up.

Right under Lou Feng and Minkler's noses, the torrential rain of blood rose once more, gathering in the sky and completely restoring itself in the blink of an eye.

Butasman laughed wildly, spewing out a torrent of black water from his mouth and blowing it toward the three-headed, six-armed Bogio!

“Your father is alive,” Lou Feng said.

"..."

Minkler's expression twitched: "I saw it. Can't you tell me something I don't know?"

boom.!!

Amidst the earth-shaking words of truth, a blazing light burned fiercely.

"This move is fueled by resentment and jealousy."

Lou Feng readily agreed and explained: "The Wulou Temple emphasizes 'emptiness' and 'extinction,' believing that everything acquired after birth is not truly possessed. If one truly wants to attain supreme enlightenment, then everything except 'me' is external, and even the non-self of 'me' is a delusion. The jewel refined by the meditation of Kundalini is one's own true nature, the only true Dharma."

Besides this, all love, hatred, and even compassion are regarded as evil thoughts and demonic paths, to be completely stripped away. What is burning now is the discriminating mind that the monks have stripped from their own nature, and the resulting resentment and jealousy…”

"what?"

Minkler looked bewildered, stunned: "I didn't understand."

"Oh, to put it simply, your dad has a fever."

"..."

Minkler hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

boom! ! !
"Your father was struck by lightning."

This time, Lou Feng's words were concise and to the point.

Minkler's expression twitched. You just wanted to say that, didn't you?

After another roar, Lou Feng had just opened his mouth when Minkler couldn't help but raise his hand: "Okay, I understand... you don't need to say anything more."

In the brief silence, Lou Feng sighed regretfully.

Your dad has a lot of work to do!

A hurricane hit us.

But where did the hurricane come from in the netherworld? The memories of countless broken souls surged up like a tide in the struggle, running rampant and devastating.

Lou Feng slashed down with Chun Jun, silently creating a gap in the blade.

The two appeared as if they were phantoms, causing no ripples and attracting no attention whatsoever.

Within this god's body, numerous bizarre scenes appeared and disappeared repeatedly; the earth cracked, the sky collapsed, and the entire Elephant Continent was covered with fissures, with blood gushing like a spring.

Beneath the cracked earth's crust, tentacles of flesh and blood emerged. As they became more active, twisted corpses spewed out from them, writhing and thrashing. Others grew and rose like giant trees, one after another.

That is the pillar of the household god, or rather, the chain that shackles this power.

The ancestors and elders of the Chopra family.

The oil paintings that once adorned the family mansion used to depict them as brave, powerful, wise, and experienced, but now all that remains are empty, distorted faces.

In fact, the vast majority of them are already close to becoming like Bustaman.

"Constant dripping wears away a stone."

Lou Feng sighed, "Your father must have put a lot of effort into the ancestors... It really wasn't easy for him to overthrow the Heavenly Gang."

Minkler raised his hand and suggested, "Could you just call him by his name?"

"Isn't this to give you a sense of immersion?"

"I do not need it, thank you!"

Minkler's expression twitched, glancing at Bustaman, who was laughing wildly, with a dark look in his eyes.

Where is there any filial piety between father and son?
From the very beginning, he was a chosen sacrifice, a tool used by Bustaman to incite infighting and slaughter among his offspring—a sacrifice that was outstanding enough and of just the right weight.

Don’t worry about winning, think about defeat first.

Ji Jue never hesitates to consider his opponents in the most treacherous way. Besides, when you're out doing something, you can't just have one plan and not even a little bit of contingency plan, right?

The more complex the plan, the more likely it is to run into problems. No matter how many contingency plans you have, they can only patch things up and stop the bleeding. If you really want to win and achieve your goal steadily, you must first understand the worst possible consequences.

Including Bustaman's life or death.

Although the old man died completely in front of everyone, considering the things he did before his death, it always makes people suspect that there is something fishy going on behind the scenes... Even if it wasn't him, there must be someone else trying to take advantage of the situation.

After communicating with Lou Feng, the two of them agreed that, apart from outside prying eyes, there was a high probability that there was some kind of problem or trouble inside the Chopra family's ancestral spirits!
Even if there is no problem, we should still address it as if there is a problem.

That's how craftsmen are; they never fight a battle unprepared.

Even wasting a little material is better than lying down and waiting to die after encountering trouble while hoping for the best.

Therefore, they went to great lengths to secretly transfer Lou Feng's divided spirit into the body of the household god through Chun Jun, just in case... Otherwise, we wouldn't have seen such a wonderful scene.

"Your dad is really something."

Amidst the struggle between the two sides, Lou Feng remarked with emotion: "They've actually turned the tables, using the essence of the household gods and the traditions of the Chopra family to solve their own, the household gods', and the Chopra family's biggest problem..."

This plan has probably been in preparation for more than a year, hasn't it?

No, perhaps he already had this idea when he started playing the role of a stallion and 'building up troops' for his family.

Everyone thought he was using his offspring as tools to win over allies and expand the family's influence, but no one expected that he would even harm the lives and souls of his offspring!

He wants to use his own will to replace and usurp the position of the household god!
The foundation of the household gods lies in the bloodline of the Chopra family, and their essence is a collection of ancestral spirits. Through numerous esoteric rituals, they are created into a gigantic, composite spirit—a man-made malevolent entity that is difficult to fully control.

It is precisely because it is so enormous and violent that it lacks reason; it is precisely because of its chaotic internal structure and the conflict between countless souls that it is unable to form consciousness.

Without changing the structure of the household gods, the problem cannot be solved; without freeing the household gods from their constraints, they cannot truly fulfill their purpose. But if the constraints are lifted and the structure altered, how can they still be considered household gods, and how can they be considered controllable?
The existence and constraints of the household gods, in turn, also bind the Chopra family, greatly reducing the possibility of successive members being able to awaken on their own...

They couldn't leave, yet they couldn't get rid of each other; this was a double bind that had trapped successive generations of family heads.

Bustaman, however, took a different approach and chose to take a longer, more circuitous route.

It's simple, I'll just go have a baby!
Household gods are based on bloodlines, so strengthen the bloodlines; household gods are a collection of souls, so increase the number of souls... Increase your own proportion among the household gods by greatly expanding your direct bloodline!

Stallion financing: Issuing new shares!
Use Bustaman's small home to replace Chopra's large one.

By investing the lives and souls of a large number of offspring at once, one can increase one's own size within the household deity.

In this process, he gradually replaced and optimized those muddle-headed and insane ancestors with his own offspring, and finally, he completely transformed Chopra's household gods into Bustaman's household gods.

At that time, surrounded by the souls of countless descendants, he will become a true household god!
The family will forever be controlled by the family god, and all those who possess the blood of Chopra will be subject to his life and death. He is the embodiment of the Chopra family!
If left unchecked... it may not be long before a new tyrant is born in the shadows behind the Chopra family!

The theory is simple, but its implementation is extremely difficult. It's unknown how much effort and dedication he put in and how many obstacles he overcame.

Compared to the ideal, reality is always harsh.

There are always unexpected events. First, Bogio's desperate gamble interrupted his plans, and then the catfish Minkler he chose before his death perfectly fulfilled his expectations.

They stirred up the waters completely, initiating a bloody internal conflict.

Unfortunately, it was implemented too perfectly.

That's incredibly powerful!

The chaos engulfed the entire Seven Cities, instilled fear in everyone in Xiangzhou, and brought Sukarno's army to the city gates. Before many of his sons and daughters had even died, they were forced to band together and begin the selection of their household gods ahead of schedule.

Not enough people have died yet!

There are at least forty precious offspring registered in the family line, still alive and kicking outside, waiting for the results!
Moreover, they are surrounded by dangers.

First, there's the Wulou Temple, a precious treasure, eyeing the lucrative Xiangzhou. Then there's Ji Jue, that scoundrel, rubbing his hands together, ready to step on Chopra's family to make his grand ambitions!
From being completely at ease to scrambling and stumbling, Bustaman began to panic.

It's really not easy being the mastermind behind everything. As soon as the lights are turned off, so many hands reach out in the dark, groping and touching you all over. They even rubbed your stockings until they were pilling. Anyone would panic in that situation!

No matter how calm and collected they may seem at this moment, they have actually been driven to a dead end. If Bogio loses, he can simply run away, or even become a monk's slave at the Wulou Temple, which would be considered a way to survive. If Minkler loses, he can simply pack up and leave, leading the Seven Cities Joint Defense to become thieves at sea, and perhaps he will find a bright future.

Where can he go if he loses?
Is it in the mouth of the household god?

Once the household spirits lose control, he'll be the first to be devoured! His ancestors, already delirious and insane, won't spare him either, not even his descendants…

He has been driven to a dead end.

To control the household gods, we must completely eliminate those bastards from the Wulou Temple!

Bustaman has gone completely insane.

In the repeated collisions and struggles, as the entire Xiangzhou was transformed into flesh and blood, his body and face also swelled and rotted rapidly, with bodily fluids dripping out and his bones exposed.

Once the enhancement pack was broken, the true nature of the item was revealed!

Wearing a magnificent golden crown, covered in pearls and jewels, and holding a serpentine sword and an axe, his image subtly echoes many myths found among the Thousand Islands.

That was the subtle influence of countless devoured, broken souls. Things that lacked a sense of self were constantly distorted and altered, becoming unrecognizable.

However, this subtle influence also brings about the accumulation and power of one's true nature!
Through generations of family influence and evolution, it has become an weapon exclusively used by the household gods.

The golden crown symbolizes the crown of the gods, immortal and indestructible. Pearls and jewels represent majesty and the embodiment of malevolent curses. The serpent sword symbolizes the harvesting and slaughter of souls, while the blood axe represents the judgment and punishment of heretics.

Behind Bogio, the old monk was also constantly changing. Many magical artifacts appeared on his six arms, and his skin gradually turned indigo, moving closer to the form of the guru.

He treads on black snakes, spews forth emerald flames, and rides a white bone lion, moving freely to subdue the heretics and demons before him.

In this world of consciousness composed of countless undead, it can only be said that the two demons fought all the way to the end of the universe, their breaths falling and even the chaos being obliterated!
But this is merely a facade arising from the struggle for control of the household gods!

Based on blood ties and souls, or gradually infiltrated by faith and offerings, the now divided household spirits are completely at odds with each other...

Unfortunately, external interference continues.

When Ji Jue gained the upper hand, the old monk was pinned to the ground and brutally beaten by Bustaman. When Badanta outside exerted his power, Bustaman's brain was shattered.

When the Dharma King Shanzhu ascended to power and the Guru exerted his influence, beginning to corrupt the household deities, the bizarre and bloody underworld instantly transformed into a pure land, with lotus trees everywhere and rivers of agate and crystal.

The household gods howled and roared!
In the convergence of countless souls, the household god finally revealed his true form.

It seemed to fill the entire world, yet curled up like an infant, half of its body compassionate and merciful like a god, the other half rotten and withered like a demon.

The spreading waves tore through the disguise, revealing the figures of the two.

Minkler suddenly appeared in front of them.

Bustaman's half-face was as if granted a pardon, and he shouted with joy: "Minkler, you've come at the right time, my child! Quickly kill that heartless and ungrateful son, Bogio!"

"You are the successor I personally chose. I support you in restoring order and I support Ji Jue in ruling the seven cities!"

"Don't believe his nonsense!" Bogio roared, his expression twisted. "That old bastard just wants to use you to kill that old dog Bustaman. I'll make you the head of the family, or you won't survive!"

"You beast! You beast! I am your father!"

"How come you're still alive, you old geezer!"

The dogfight continues, a life-or-death struggle.

It's like a mortal who accidentally stumbles into a battle between immortals and demons, and there's only one life-saving pill. Should he save the saintess or the demoness?

Lou Feng remained silent.

If that bastard Ji Jue were here, he might spout some nonsense like "choose one of the two classic options".

But in reality, whoever you choose will die a horrible death!
Bustaman was trying to bring Minkler into the fray, create chaos, and then take advantage of the confusion to launch an attack, while Boggio... was simply stalling for time!

The defilement of the household deity was delayed until the guru's thoughts had been fully transformed!

Neither side expected Minkler to help them, nor did they intend to keep him around!
Even now, they still treat him as a tool...

"I see."

Minkler finally laughed.

It dawned on me.

It wasn't about seeing through the truth, nor was it about being shocked by the true nature of the two people.

Instead, it was a belated realization that all the struggles and hesitations I had fought so hard for in my life, and all the things I had once firmly believed in, were actually so laughable.

He originally wanted to question them about the cause of his mother's death.

But now, I've realized that it's no longer necessary.

Everything that foolish woman loved—the fairy tales, the beautiful hopes and futures she told her children—never existed; it was nothing more than a dream that grew out of lies and hypocrisy.

Now, the dream is over.

There is no longer any need for pretense, and no room for tears or sorrow.

All that's left is one thing!

"That's enough, you don't need to trouble yourself anymore."

Minkler raised his hand, pierced into his soul, and clenched it, as if pulling out a blade that was tearing his soul apart, inch by inch!
The dazzling light illuminated his smile, but under the light, his bright and cheerful smile turned into a sinister and demonic one.

He said, "I'll help with both!"

boom! ! !
As the final blockade is broken, the sword disintegrates!

Countless fluorescent lights burst forth from the shattered blade, spreading, rising, growing, growing, and growing again... In the blink of an eye, it filled everything like a sea of ​​light!
Just as the true nature of things is revealed when the picture is unrolled.

Just before setting foot on Xiangzhou, Ji Jue made him swallow two spiritual swords.

The first one, Ji Jue said, is called [Chun Jun]. It is used as a vessel to allow Lou Feng's split soul to reside in it, secretly ensuring Ming Kele's safety, while also ensuring that the selection of the household gods is under control.

The second one, Ji Jue said, was to be given to his ancestral brothers, inviting everyone to share in the bliss.

Its name is Lord of the Flies!
(End of this chapter)