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Chapter 421. The Evil Man's Path to Enlightenment
Jiang Jianxin pushed open the door and entered the room, only to be immediately overwhelmed by a passionate and rousing speech.

Having glimpsed the stacks of books outside the door, she assumed this was just an ordinary reading room.

However, as she rounded the towering bookshelves by the door, a scene suddenly unfolded before her—several long tables were scattered throughout the room, where men and women mingled, raising their glasses, pouring drinks, and laughing and chatting. The air was filled with the rich aroma of alcohol and old books.

All eyes were drawn to the small, makeshift platform directly in front of them.

On the stage stood a woman wearing a heavy coat, her hair disheveled. She gripped a bottle of liquor in one hand, and with the rhythm of her words, raised her other hand high and then swung it down forcefully.
"Long live Divine Grace! Let us rejoice—and welcome the coming period of Divine Grace's prosperity!"

"Long live!"

"oh--!!!"

The response surged like a tidal wave, mixed with clinking glasses and cheers, almost lifting the low ceiling off the building.

Some people stood on chairs, raised their arms and shouted, while others embraced and laughed. The candlelight flickered on every flushed face.

A kind of near-boiling, collective heat, mixed with the effects of alcohol, swelled and reverberated in this enclosed space.

Jiang Jianxin quietly found an empty chair in the corner and sat down.

Soon a waiter came forward and brought her a glass of butterbeer with a thick layer of milk foam on top, along with several plates of delicate desserts garnished with candied fruit.

She raised her glass and took a sip. The warm aroma of butter and the sweetness of milk instantly enveloped her tongue, while the alcohol's aroma was silently dispelled by the spiritual energy circulating within her body before it could spread.

All that remained was the sweet taste and the almost manic noise that permeated the surrounding air, seeping into our breath.

Jiang Jianxin sat in the chair and listened for a while, and found that the content of the sermon was to promote the importance of divine grace.

The scene was stirred up and became quite lively. She used her brain for a moment and instantly understood which faction had sent this woman.

Is the Rose Group inciting crowds?

The truth answered:
【right. 】

It wants to make money, and that money will definitely come from other wealthy people.

Jiang Jianxin didn't ask anything else. She took a pastry and looked at the bookshelf next to her. There were no books that interested her, but there were a few newly published newspapers.

She picked up a card, and the first thing she saw was a familiar face.

The front page prominently features a large headline:
"The selection of priests for the Temple of Original Sin has come to an end—the 'Ten Great Villains' have been chosen as the victors?"

Below are ten portraits arranged neatly, both men and women with fierce faces and sinister eyes, exuding an air of extreme wickedness.

But the one occupying the most prominent position in the center is an out-of-place figure.

She was an exceptionally pretty girl with short, ear-length hair and a plain white cloth covering her eyes.

In the photo, her lips are slightly upturned, and she smiles shyly, even revealing a hint of timid unease. This contrasts sharply with the ferocious faces around her, making her appear rather out of place.

Jiang Jianxin's eyes widened when he saw this face:

Is this the blind therapist from Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals?

She knew the blind master probably hadn't died in that battle, since no one had found her body, and being a notorious villain, she naturally had a variety of methods; how could she have died so easily?

Jiang Jianxin wondered where she might be eking out a living, or perhaps she might be using her highly deceptive appearance to sneak into the faith society and infiltrate the pantheon of light to continue her disguise—

The only unexpected thing was that she didn't even try to be salty, and went straight to participate in the selection of priests for the Temple of Original Sin.

Based on Jiang Jianxin's understanding of the gods in the religious society during this period, the God of Original Sin belongs to the Dark God system and is dedicated to evil.

The believers in the temple are all vicious and wicked people. They firmly believe that as long as they worship the God of Original Sin, the god will protect their sins and help them become stronger. Therefore, almost all the villains on the continent are devout believers of the God of Original Sin, and the annual selection of priests of Original Sin has become a holy place for villains to prove their faith.

Jiang Jianxin glanced at the newspaper and discovered that Tantai Hui even had a column about her amidst this frenzied competition among millions of villains. The related keywords were:
[Ruthless killer], [Princess Elsa], [Master of strong control], [Traditional villain]...

She locked onto this traditional villain and glanced at him curiously.

Little did she know that this one glance would completely shatter her worldview.

It turns out that the world of villains has gradually become perverted over a long period of development. Nine of the ten villains are not only powerful, but also have a penchant for torturing the weak.

Their favorite method was to stuff the heads of the defeated into leather bags soaked in kerosene and then set them on fire. The victims screamed and rolled in the flames, eventually turning into charred remains.

But Tantai Hui was different. She was ruthless and taciturn. In the same battlefield, while others were still enjoying the cries of their prey, she had already completed the slaughter.

Before she became famous, some villains saw that she was pretty and thin and thought she was easy to bully, so they tried to put a bag over her head.

But Tantai Hui smiled shyly, and the villain, out of control, stabbed himself in the chest with his knife. Even as he was dying, his eyes were wide open, which seemed extremely unbelievable.

From then on, no one looked down on that shy girl anymore.

Because of her direct and straightforward methods of slaughter, she was classified as a traditional villain.

Jiang Jianxin twitched the corner of his mouth and said:
It's no laughing matter how many lives these people have on their hands.

This Temple of Original Sin truly is a gathering place for sinners.

The answer, truth, replied:

Therefore, the folk belief that wicked people don't necessarily receive retribution is actually because wicked people may also be protected by evil spirits.

What truly matters in this world is the power you possess yourself; relying on divine intervention is unreliable.

Jiang Jianxin wholeheartedly agreed. She stared at the newspaper for a long time, then suddenly slapped her forehead and said:

I now understand why this blind master didn't disguise himself and join the pantheon of light, but instead went straight to the realm of original sin to seek enlightenment.

The answer is the truth, and the child is teachable:
Tell me, and I'll check your answers to see if they're correct.

Jiang Jianxin gradually sorted out his thoughts, connecting the complex timeline and events for the first time, and analyzed it as follows:

I previously saw a lot of promotional news about the God of Light on the Ping An Forum, and I clicked "not interested" at the time.

[Later I realized this must be the God of Light's infiltration of the Talented World—since it could release this kind of news in the Talented World, it proves it must have its own informants in major media organizations such as television stations.]

[Through his eyes, he could learn about news from the world of talent, including the name of the former blind pharmacist with black pupils, and even record her face.]

Jiang Jianxin had never felt that reverse deduction was so simple and smooth. All the barriers of the reasoning techniques of the former Bright Faction had disappeared. Enlightenment was like a ray of light, and the underlying logic of "seeing the big picture from small details" clearly emerged in her mind.

Jiang Jianxin smiled and said:
[The blind mage is also of the Light faction. She is naturally quick-witted, and she must have realized this, weighing the risks before choosing the safer Dark pantheon.]

After all, the Temple of Original Sin was an organization she could easily join.

The answer, truth, approves:
[Excellent. Your analytical skills regarding complex issues have shown significant improvement. Your deductions about her motives are all correct—except for that one fundamental reason.]

However, the root of this problem is buried too deep and hasn't revealed any trace yet, so it's normal that you can't see it. I won't point it out directly; you can uncover it yourself when the clues surface.

Jiang Jianxin nodded steadily, a faint hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

The answer, Truth, paused briefly, then seemed to sigh with emotion:
[As expected of a prophet... Even after countless lifetimes of forgetting, once they step through this gate again, they can rise a thousand miles in a day, soaring to new heights.]

This insane gameplay method was inspired by the behavior of some players in Red Dead Redemption 2 Online. I solemnly declare that the author is not a pervert.