Douluo Continent: It Became Huo Yuhao's Golden Finger!

Chapter 232 Slaughter of a Million? Impure World Reincarnation! Samsara of Life and Death Technique!

The destruction of Douling City was naturally a deliberate act by Zhuge Lan.

The primary goal is screening.

Those who were willing to trust the Holy Fire Cult and dedicate their strength to it when the Tree Realm descended were the best members of the organization.

As for the rest—those who are hesitant, lack trust, and are unwilling to make sacrifices—let them be wiped out.

—Even if that number is an exaggerated tens or hundreds of thousands.

Just right.

Zhuge Lan transmitted his voice directly to Long Xiaoyao, who was more than ten kilometers away.

"Ye Xishui's pseudo-level 10 soul tool has always been short of energy, making it difficult to unleash its true power."

"There is a lot of soul energy in this ruin, which will dissipate within half an hour. If you use your spatial power to go there and come back quickly, you might be able to catch up."

Long Xiaoyao was very surprised.

How did they know I was here?

And how could he know so much about Ye Xishui's trump cards?

He is definitely that masked man from the Temple of Light!

Only the true high-ranking members of the Temple of Light could possibly know such top secrets of the Holy Spirit Cult.

But which traitor leaked it?
Although Long Xiaoyao was puzzled, he knew that now was not the time to pursue these matters, as such a large amount of soul energy was almost impossible to obtain again.

Ignoring the energy consumption, he tore through space and rushed to Ye Xishui's location—hoping she was still in the same place, otherwise all that energy would be wasted!
However.
Would Zhuge Lan be so kind?
He raised his left hand, and the Necromancer's Scepter, shrouded in black mist, appeared as summoned, beckoning towards the ruins below.

A vast ocean of souls suddenly appeared, converging from all directions and transforming into millions of vengeful ghosts around Zhuge Lan, howling and screaming in various ways.

Zhuge Lan ignored this and focused all her efforts on opening 18 spatial portals, but this time they were parallel to the ground, with the exits more than ten meters above the ground.

"Crash-"

A massive amount of Arctic shrimp was dumped out and piled up on the ruins, numbering well over a million.

—This is just a drop in the ocean compared to the number of Arctic shrimp in the far north.

Zhuge Lan glanced at the million vengeful ghosts, his mental energy spreading a message that only they could understand—

"Those who are willing to submit to the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult, go down and find a shrimp to coil up, and I may resurrect you."

"Otherwise, you'll die again."

More than 70% of the ghosts on the spot dived down to search for Arctic sweet shrimp.

But some refused to believe it and continued to hover around Zhuge Lan.

Zhuge Lan ignored this, for good words are useless against a damned ghost.

He pulled out his microphone and soul-guided device again and shouted down—

"The Sun Moon Empire is bullying our Fighting Spirit Empire because it has no one to rely on; it's truly hateful!"

"My Vice Leader of the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult, unable to bear the deaths of so many people today, wishes to appeal to my cult's deity—the Great Light Meow Meow God!"

"Pray for the resurrection of innocent believers."

"All believers in the Great Light Meow Meow God can be resurrected!"

"Now, please shout together the initiation ceremony, and let the Great Bright Meow Meow God descend into the world. If you have relatives or friends who need to be resurrected, you can silently recite their names in your heart."

Xu Sanshi and the others, who were trying to calm the crowd, looked on with puzzled expressions.

Great Bright Meow God?

What kind of deity is that?
I've never heard of that before!

Moreover, wasn't this Holy Flame Meow Meow Cult something you just made up on a whim, Brother Lan, to give Yuhao some false pretenses?
How can there really be gods?
The core members were unaware, let alone the peripheral followers.

But when faced with the public's demands for verification, they can't very well contradict their own boss, can they?
I had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

then
"The sacred flame shines brightly, the sacred flame blazes gloriously, all my disciples, meow meow meow meow!"

"Please, Great Light Meow Meow God, save my son!"

As the first loud shout rang out, the spark ignited a prairie fire, and slogans rose and fell in waves.

Finally, it transformed into a unified shout—

"The sacred flame shines brightly, the sacred flame blazes gloriously, all my disciples, meow meow meow meow!"

"The sacred flame shines brightly. Meow meow meow meow!"

"Meow meow meow meow!"

Zhuge Lan looked at this spectacular yet comical scene, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

There was both the smugness of successfully pulling off a prank and...
[Rewrite Shi Hao's fate, +55 Luck Points!]

[Rewrite Qin Mu's fate, +45 Luck Points!]

[Rewrite Han Li's fate, +65 Luck Points!]

In just a short while, 20 luck points have been earned.

—This time it's full income. Huo Yuhao still has debts, so he turned off the system notification.

Waited another ten minutes.

The luck value surged by 55, but the momentum began to slow down significantly.

The fleece has been basically all taken.

The number of vengeful spirits in the surrounding area has decreased by about 10%, leaving only about 300,000 clinging tightly to Zhuge Lan.

These are the ungrateful wretches who are completely irredeemable. Now, just wait for Ye Xishui to come and take them in.

Zhuge Lan raised the Necromancer's Scepter high, and a huge suction force emanated from its tip. The persistent evil spirits offered no resistance and were swallowed up and compressed into a black sphere the size of a head in just a few breaths.

Clear your field of vision.

He let go.

The Necromancer's Scepter, topped with a black sphere of soul, floated beside him.

The source of destruction coalesced into a sharp blade, slicing his palm and drawing a little blood. The wound healed in the blink of an eye.

He began forming hand seals for the first time, unleashing the ninjutsu he had just acquired for 250 million luck points—

Yin-si-xu-chen!
"Snapped!"

With a familiar clapping of his hands, Zhuge Lan shouted out the name of the ninjutsu—

"Reincarnation from the dirty soil!"

Complex magical runes generated beneath Zhuge Lan's feet, spreading in all directions through the air, transforming into a giant umbrella that blotted out the sky and connected with tens or even millions of souls. Talismans appeared out of thin air, wrapping the soul, along with the Arctic shrimp offering below, into a humanoid mummy.

Such a massive project naturally consumed a great deal of resources. Zhuge Lan spent over 50 luck points, with countless mana bars being repeatedly drained.

That is what sustains all souls, ensuring they are completely enveloped, and then letting out a great shout—

"The soul is back!"

The mummy's talismans scattered, revealing cracked gray faces.

They reacted like living people, experiencing ecstasy, weeping, excitement, and cheering.

Their faces were even more ashen than those of the dead, and they did not need to breathe or even have a heartbeat.

Could this be considered a kind of resurrection?

Or is it a half-finished product being revived?

The resurrection process at the Temple of Light, which directly regenerates flesh and blood, is worlds apart from that!

even so.

It was a scene comparable to a miracle, and they still managed to collect 120 million luck points.

—This is nearly a million dead people returning to the world!

Even the Temple of Light couldn't possibly perform a resurrection on this scale, could it?
Otherwise, why didn't he just revive so many members of the Sun and Moon royal family after making peace?
However.
Since Zhuge Lan was going to harvest the luck points, how could he give up halfway? He looked down at the vast ruins, and the equilateral triangle of the Eternal Kaleidoscope rippled again, turning into rings of black circles that encircled his pupils, radiating a pressure far exceeding that of the Eternal Kaleidoscope.

Samsara Eye!
After more than a year of nourishment from the Wood Release Yang Release chakra, and the activation of the Eye of Life after accumulating enough life force to infuse it.

The Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan has finally taken another step forward, evolving into the Sage's Eye: Rinnegan!
Zhuge Lan slowly raised his hands, and a hundred-meter-tall Yama King rose from the void. He stood up, opened his mouth, and pointed it at the millions of people below who had been reborn from the filth. His light shone as brightly as the sun.

Their bandages fell off, their cracks healed, they resumed their instinctive breathing, and their heartbeats became strong and powerful.

With flesh and blood, this is a true resurrection!

Heretical Technique: Reincarnation and Heavenly Life!

Similar to the Susanoo of the Kaleidoscope, it is one of the abilities inherent in the Rinnegan.

The longer the person being resurrected has been dead, and the more people being resurrected, the more chakra is consumed. If the person being resurrected is an impure spirit, the impure spirit state is automatically lifted.

Such a bug-like ability naturally comes at a high price—the caster's life!
Zhuge Lan did not use her luck points to replenish her energy this time. Her once vibrant body was now completely exhausted, her jet-black hair had turned deathly white, and the wrinkles on her skin were even more numerous than those on her uncle's.

Amidst cheers from the crowd.

He landed shakily, grabbing the throats of those watching and spontaneously pulling the ecstatic crowd around him.

"What are you doing! I just came back to life!"

"Quick, quick, look at the Vice Leader!"

"The vice-leader is so handsome, why are you posting this?!"

"Deputy Leader!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Resurrecting a million people, even with the intervention of a god, would surely come at a price!"

"Deputy Leader!"

"Deputy Leader!"

"Oh!"

“Bang bang bang bang—”

Centered on the spot where Zhuge Lan landed, people knelt down in a flower-like pattern, their eyes red and filled with tears as they looked at Zhuge Lan, hoping that this vice leader, who had just turned the tide twice, would be full of energy again in the next second.
But Zhuge Lan had no such intention.

Whether it's using Izanagi from the Eternal Kaleidoscope, replenishing luck points, or Huo Yuhao's Eye of Life.

He can recover completely.

but.
Why waste it?
It's not like they can't be resurrected.

To maximize profits, even if it's a tragic death, one can still make a fortune.

[Rewrite Zhang San's fate, +55 Luck Points!]

[Rewrite Li Si's fate, +77 Luck Points!]

[Rewrite Wang Wu's fate, +144 Luck Points!]

Zhuge Lan first deactivated the pain sharing function, then flicked his fingers into his eye sockets, tossing a pair of Rinnegan to Xu Sanshi, who had rushed over.

—This is the most expensive thing on the second clone. It consumes a huge amount of energy when it is resurrected, so every little bit saved is precious.

Zhuge Lan, with two bloody holes in his head, said earnestly—

"This is my original martial soul. If I have the opportunity, I will find someone who is compatible with it and pass it on."

这 是
Last words?

"Vice Master!" Xu Sanshi cried out in anguish, "Can't you absorb life force to replenish yourself? Quickly absorb mine!"

This serves as a reminder to the public.

"That's right, Vice Leader, absorb mine! Just leave me with a breath left!"

"Why leave anything! We can suck it dry without any problem!"

"That's right! The vice leader can resurrect people, what's there to be afraid of?"

"Suck mine!"

"I'm still a virgin, suck mine!"

"I'm a female Soul Master, don't try to absorb mine!"

Amidst this fervent enthusiasm, the luck value has reached a new peak, totaling 350 million!

Not only did it make up for all the previous expenses, it also made an extra 220 million!
And the numbers are still jumping around; a conservative estimate is that the profit is at least 500 million.

Wonderful!

I was so happy.

A spatial rift tore open in the sky, and Long Xiaoyao returned, followed by a beautiful mature woman.

She wore a deep purple dress, simple yet elegant, and her beautiful face, bearing the marks of time, was not detracted from her charm but rather added to her unique appeal.

This is Ye Xishui, the femme fatale who could turn Long Xiaoyao and Mu En against each other.

However, Zhuge Lan stated that she was still somewhat inferior to Gu Yuena.

As soon as Ye Xishui appeared, she searched around and quickly located the black soul sphere next to Zhuge Lan.

Just as he was about to make a move, Long Xiaoyao raised his hand to stop him.

Zhuge Lan raised her hand and sent the black sphere of soul into the sky.

In an aged voice—

"This is what your Sun Moon Empire wants. I hope you will not commit any more bloodshed."

"Otherwise, even if it costs me my life, I will take one of you with me!"

Zhuge Lan took out the Conferred God Platform again, and the aura of divine consciousness within it instantly extinguished all of Ye Xishui's thoughts.

He raised his hand to take the black sphere of soul, then swiftly tore open a spatial rift and slipped inside.

Long Xiaoyao gave Zhuge Lan a deep look, somewhat puzzled.

This person definitely looks like he's about to die.

Can.
How could he have died like that?
He didn't believe it.

The people of the Temple of Light are unkillable; they can definitely recover.

However, he must indeed be in a weakened state now, otherwise he wouldn't have used that divine sense to threaten them.

Long Xiaoyao had no interest in massacring the city, so he turned and left.

Zhuge Lan then painstakingly resealed the Conferred God Platform and solemnly handed it over to Xu Sanshi.

"Tell the cult leader, I am not a coward."

Its arms hung limply, and its withered body transformed into a piece of green plant, taking root and growing into a small sapling about knee-high.

"Vice Leader!!!"

"Do not!!!"

"Uuuuuu——"

The scene descended into chaos, filled with wails, screams, and cries of pain.

These feelings of grief were transformed into luck points, causing Zhuge Lan, who had just switched back to his third clone, to be bombarded with messages.

He was so happy that the corners of his mouth almost curled up in a crooked smile.

So many!
So cool!
As expected, faking death is the most captivating thing.

But now is not the time to be carefree; there's something important to do.

"Tear it apart——"

He even tore open the space itself!
(End of this chapter)