The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1044 I have something to say
"what do you want?"

The tall, thin Taoist priest spoke with a hint of mockery:

"Power? The ability to control everything? I can tell you, as long as you master the cultivation technique I give you and refine it into a spiritual object, all of that will be within your grasp—"

"I don't want these!"

Liu Ziyu interrupted him urgently.

He raised his head, his eyes flashing with despair:

"What I've always wanted is freedom! In this 'prison' you call yourselves, what good is it to wield power? I'm still just a nobody! At best, a high-ranking nobody."

"Not bad, you do see things clearly."

The burly Taoist priest raised an eyebrow slightly and glanced at him.

It was as if only now did they finally look at him properly.

"In that case..." the tall, thin Taoist priest smiled, "Alright, we agree to your request and grant you your freedom."

Liu Ziyu was surprised that the two of them actually agreed.

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.

"However," the tall, thin Taoist priest suddenly changed his tone, "there are conditions..."

Liu Ziyu nodded: "So, I'm here to help you complete that... spirit object refining, right?"

“That’s right. If it really works, we can successfully pass the ordination process. No, not only that, we can even become Celestial Masters.” The tall, thin Taoist smiled mysteriously. “If that happens, we will be qualified to control the ‘prison’ and releasing you will be a piece of cake.”

"But how can we guarantee that? What if... you never come back?"

Liu Ziyu lowered his head, his voice extremely deep and muffled.

"We're coming again next year, what are you worried about?"

"But... I've come, but what about me? Am I sure I can leave?"

"What? What's your opinion?"

"Can we... sign an agreement under the witness of Heaven?"

"Impossible," the tall, thin Taoist priest scoffed.

Liu Ziyu said in a low voice, "But...didn't you just say you were going to sign such an agreement? Why is it impossible for me?"

"Didn't you hear us say it can only be done after we get out?" The tall, thin Taoist priest impatiently flicked his cigarette ash. "If you can't get out, how can we sign with you?"

Liu Ziyu was stunned: "I...can't get out?"

"Can you leave that hospital? Can you leave this village, this town?"

"I……"

The tall, thin Taoist priest looked at his bewildered expression and sneered, "I see you still haven't figured it out. You belong to this monstrous realm! You have no way to leave!"

Liu Tzu-yu was struck dumb again.

I remember repeatedly saying I wanted to leave the red-letter hospital, that I wanted to take the doctoral entrance exam and go to a hospital in the city, and that I always thought about meeting up with my friends in the city...

But now that I think about it, do all of these things really exist?
Why has he never taken any action?

“But I’m clearly not a monster yet…” Liu Ziyu murmured.

"You're here, whether you're a monster or not, you'll become one sooner or later. Once you enter the monster realm, you can't get out. Don't you understand?"

"Then why... are you able to?"

"Us?" The tall, thin Taoist priest laughed. "We can come and go because we understand the rules and can apply them."

"Then can't I?"

The tall, thin Taoist priest frowned impatiently: "Have you ever played video games? Do you have any memory of video games?"

"……Have."

Liu Tzu-yu did play video games when she was a child.

Now he can't tell whether these memories are real or fake.

“That makes it easy—think of it like a video game. You’re just an NPC, and we’re the players. We can see the rules and identify anomalies, but you and the game itself are one, so it’s impossible.”

"Then how will you get me away?"

Liu Ziyu suddenly realized the problem.

"That's why we want you to be the core of this bizarre place," the tall, thin Taoist said slowly. "When you become the core, your status will be different. You will set the rules, and you can leave whenever you want."

"Is it the same principle as you becoming Celestial Masters?"

"Yeah, same."

Liu Ziyu still had a vague sense of understanding about what the tall, thin Taoist priest was saying.

But now he has no choice but to believe.

As I said before, it seems I never had any choice.

But deep inside, a small voice struggled to tell him something, but he ignored it because of his anxious eagerness.

"Then what do I do now?"

"I will now teach you the technique," the tall, thin Taoist said. "There just happens to be a very good teaching tool right in front of us."

He then pointed to Zhu Yun's corpse in front of him.

"Drag her out first."

Liu Ziyu nodded.

After all that, he was no longer so afraid of the corpses in the pit.

There's even a memory of having handled many such corpses, some even more horrifying than this one.

He bent down and dragged the mangled body out.

With that pull, some loose, soft, slippery bits of flesh fell from the corpse, making a sticky sound, and landed on the small, thin body below.

"How disgusting!" the tall, thin Taoist priest said with some disdain. "Don't waste it!"

"Sorry……"

Liu Ziyu responded in a low voice.

He climbed down into the pit, his feet landing on the body below, making a cracking sound as if bones were breaking.

He suppressed his nausea and trembled as he took out the slippery things one by one, his hands sticky and smelling fishy.

After he climbed out, he gagged.

"Do we need these?"

"You don't need these, you can keep them," the tall, thin Taoist said with a chuckle.

Liu Ziyu realized she had been tricked.

His hands, which were lying on the ground, tightened suddenly, the dirt digging into his fingernails, and a surge of acid rose in his throat.

But he remained silent.

After the tall, thin Taoist priest had had his fill of playing and laughing, he continued:

"Alright, I'll tell you now. Judging from the corpse in front of you, it seems to be a mutation in your hair. So you can peel off the entire scalp and refine it into a spiritual object."

These words were utterly cold.

Although Liu Ziyu had prepared herself mentally, she still couldn't help but tremble all over, but this time she managed to suppress the urge to vomit.

“Remember, from now on, you will be different,” the tall, thin Taoist said. “You will be different from other NPCs. You must be aware that they are just tools to you.”

A strange feeling welled up in Liu Ziyu's heart.

This line seems familiar.

And it appeared repeatedly in my mind when my hands were covered in blood, reminding me—

Don't be soft-hearted, and don't get distracted.

But can he really do it?

Desperate to retrieve those bloody images from my memory, I was astonished to find that my own hands were slowly merging with the hands in those images—

A scalpel appeared in his hand.

The blade gleamed silver in the moonlight.

Liu Ziyu's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly raised his eyes to look at the two Taoist priests beside him.

Fortunately, they weren't paying attention to him.

His joints have just been reattached, but pain is still inevitable, making a detailed dissection quite difficult.

However, Zhu Yun's skull was already broken, so it wouldn't be difficult to peel off that piece of flesh.

The difficulty lies in making that decision.

However, just as the blade touched his flesh, a sudden wriggling sensation under the skin was felt, and fine strands of hair brushed against his face.

She brushed against his earlobe, sending a barely audible whisper:

"They're lying to you..."

"They're all liars..."

The sound drifted by as lightly as the wind.

Liu Ziyu almost thought it was an illusion.

But a chill ran down his spine.

He couldn't bring himself to lower the knife in his hand for a moment.

At this moment, the two Taoist priests beside them were still discussing:

"Senior sister's body looks rather pitiful..."

"We'll have Dr. Liu find a coffin for her later. Otherwise, it'll look terrible. She's still one of our Longhu Mountain people!"

"That's right..."

"But how exactly did Senior Sister die? She had the cultivation of a Nascent Soul cultivator; she shouldn't have been killed so easily by a strange entity." "Even if her cultivation had been eroded and regressed due to being here for so long, her physical strength was still there. No strange entity with an influence level of B or higher has yet emerged here; it just doesn't seem like she should have died..."

"That was suicide?"

"If it were suicide, she wouldn't be buried like this, would she? She should have made proper arrangements."

"Or it's murder!"

"Murder...who could it be?"

"it's me……"

A dry female voice sounded from the side.

The two were startled and turned their gazes simultaneously toward the source of the sound.

The corpse, whose scalp should have been ripped off by Liu Ziyu, actually sat up.

But this "sitting" is not a real sitting.

Because her lower body was gone.

Instead, countless black hairs extended outwards, their upper ends hanging in the air like a spider web, seemingly entangled somewhere, suspending her in mid-air.

Her long hair swayed like algae in the water.

Liu Tzu-yu had already collapsed to the side.

His body was convulsing as the scalpel plunged deep into his neck, causing blood to gush into his trachea. It was clear he was going to die.

"You're not dead yet?"

The tall, thin Taoist priest narrowed his eyes, looking at the woman above.

“I am already what you call a monster, I won’t die so easily,” Zhu Yun said coldly.

“Even a B-grade monster…” The tall, thin Taoist couldn’t help but show an expression of admiration, even ecstasy, and licked his lips. “I really didn’t expect such a strong one to suddenly appear here. No wonder it was able to kill our senior sister.”

"You're wrong. I wasn't a monster back then," Zhu Yun replied calmly. "It was just that the first time I took action, it planted a seed in my heart."

“Yes, sin… is also a way to create a monster.” The tall, thin Taoist nodded repeatedly. “It seems you were under a lot of psychological burden back then.”

"Actually, it's not so bad." Zhu Yun said calmly, "The more serious thing was the time when he attacked my mother."

"Mother-killing? Impressive."

"Yes, she was very angry when she found out I killed the old woman. I had no choice but to kill her too."

Zhu Yun was finally able to confess her sins, and the strands of hair on her face formed an upturned smile.

That smile was cold.

The strands of hair grew, stretched, and intertwined inch by inch in the air, quickly weaving into a dense spider web, so black and sticky that it almost swallowed up the surroundings into complete darkness.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder he's so amazing."

"So this place has become a monster because of you?"

The tall, thin Taoist priest's eyes burned with an almost greedy excitement.

The burly Taoist smiled slightly, reached into his robes, and took out a handful of talismans.

The two exchanged a glance, and their auras surged.

Zhu Yun remained suspended in mid-air.

"What? You're going to kill me?"

"That's right, dealing with you will solve this strange place, and the reputation points should be quite considerable, right?"

Zhu Yun's hair curled up, forming a chilling smile:
"Then you should give it a try!"

The air suddenly tensed as soon as she finished speaking.

Countless strands of black hair surged up like a tidal wave, emitting a faint hissing sound, like thousands of tiny snakes whispering.

The wave of darkness crashed towards us!
The tall, thin Taoist priest's eyes turned cold. He raised the copper coin sword in his hand and quickly made a hand seal.

With a flash of light, the copper coins emerged from their sheaths, strung together into a long dragon, spinning rapidly in mid-air and making a crisp "ding-ding" sound.

With a flick of his wrist, the long dragon transformed into a golden ray, hurtling towards Zhu Yun.

Wherever it went, black hair was neatly cut off.

However, the more strands of hair were cut, the more they multiplied, gradually transforming into a vast black sea of ​​hair that devoured all the golden light and attacked the tall, thin Taoist.

The tall, thin Taoist priest's expression changed drastically.

Just as I was about to step back, I suddenly felt a tightness at my feet!
Countless strands of hair emerged from the ground and wrapped around his calf!
"break!"

He roared, and dozens of talismans flew out from his sleeve, igniting in the wind. The flames suddenly brightened and formed a magic circle, temporarily blocking the hair's advance.

On the other side, the burly Taoist priest had already put on a bronze mask.

His mask flickered, runes lit up all over his body, and he chanted incantations.

"Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends, suppress all evil!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the runes left his body and transformed into a golden ring that flew out and crashed into Zhu Yun's body.

boom!
The air exploded with a loud bang.

The light of the golden ring once overshadowed the blackness of the hair, but it was immediately swallowed up by the crimson color, which then formed a constricted space, squeezing the golden ring into a twisted ball.

The crimson color continued to spread, transforming the entire mountaintop into a hellish scene—

The torn talismans fluttered in the air like snowflakes falling in a cold wind.

The hair strands became tangled and intertwined, and the color gradually deepened, turning from black to red.

Countless enormous organs were suspended, like colossal celestial bodies falling from the sky, and drops of thick blood fell like rain.

Strands of writhing blood were pulled from the internal organs, making a slippery sound as they flew towards the two Taoist priests.

They tried to resist, but the crimson space pressed in.

This tactic is already at the level of spatial rules, and it's something they simply can't resist.

"This is far more than B-grade!"

The burly Taoist roared and desperately channeled his magical power.

But just as he was about to make a move, the mask cracked with a loud "bang" and was crushed, its flesh also bleeding from the pressure.

"What the hell is this!"

The tall, thin Taoist bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood, which transformed into a runic array in the air.

A wisp of smoke rose, incense burned, and a powerful divine thought was about to descend.

However, just as the light array took shape, dozens of strands of hair pierced through the array, tearing the descending divine light into pieces.

Soon, the two were squeezed together.

Entangled in blood, and squeezed by the space, his bones were deformed, his skin was bleeding, and his lungs were almost suffocating.

At that moment, in the high void, a ring lit up, reflecting a faint light, and slowly descended.

The ring was incredibly large, with a crystal-clear surface, like glass.

"What is this?" the burly Taoist priest asked in astonishment.

"look up!"

The tall, thin Taoist priest pointed to the enormous, transparent cylinder hidden in the clouds above and finally saw it—

"This is an upside-down glass jar!"

"But how can it be so big?"

The two Taoist priests were still in shock as their bodies were being dragged little by little by strands of hair toward the huge mouth of the jar.

Just then, the tall, thin Taoist priest shouted:
"Wait! I have something to say! I have something to say!"

Surprisingly, the hair actually stopped falling.

What do you have to say?

Zhu Yun's voice came from within the blood mist.

"Actually, the opportunity we just offered to this... Dr. Liu, you could also do it!"

"Ha." Zhu Yun sneered, "You don't even know who I am, so what makes you think you can do that?"

"We've calculated it, and you actually show the signs of the opportunity we're looking for, even surpassing that of Doctor Liu!" The tall, thin Taoist spoke rapidly, "So you can definitely accomplish it too!"

"Yeah……"

Zhu Yun's half-body moved in front of the two people along the blood lines, the silk threads forming a half-smile.

"That's right! You've seen the reality! Are you willing to spend your whole life in this prison? Don't you want to face the real reality?"

“I’ve tried it, and I don’t think there’s any way to overcome the dimensional differences you’re talking about.”

"For any Taoist master, this is no difficult task—"

Zhu Yun interrupted coldly: "Alright, there's no need to talk about Celestial Masters. Can you guarantee that you can really become Celestial Masters? There's only one in a generation, it shouldn't be easy, right? If you really had an absolute advantage in the sect, you wouldn't be trying to use such crooked methods here."

The tall, thin Taoist priest paused, his face stiffening.

Before Zhu Yun could make a move, the burly Taoist quickly interjected:
"Let's be realistic! You just need to become stronger! Becoming an S-class monster... will allow you to cross that insurmountable barrier!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" the tall, thin Taoist priest chimed in. "Using my cultivation method with spiritual objects... you can definitely do it!"

To everyone's surprise, Zhu Jun burst into laughter after hearing this.

The strands of hair on her face were taut, some even breaking, revealing a ferocious smile.

The tall, thin Taoist priest instantly sensed something was wrong:

"What's so funny?"

Zhu Yun did not answer him at this moment.

He then said loudly, "Look—this is your 'good brother.' He can replace you with someone else at any time. Do you really think you're the chosen one?"

This was clearly not addressed to the two Taoist priests.

But who is he talking to?