Chapter 86.1

Editor: Kat

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As soon as Wei Xun spoke, the lingering devilish whispers in his ears paused.

‘Say it, what is my name…’

The devil tempted him again as if nothing had happened just now. Wei Xun felt an increasing chill penetrating through his coat and into his blood and bones, as if it was about to freeze and hollow out his soul. It caused one to subconsciously obey the devil’s orders and answer its questions.

But in fact, most of the gloomy coldness was absorbed by the butterfly tattoo on the left side of his chest, and Wei Xun merely felt like he was smeared with peppermint oil. His heart was cold, but other than that, he still had a clear mind. He was not affected in the slightest.

“You can say my name first.”

Wei Xun was also rather good at tempting it, “This is basic communication etiquette.”

‘Say my name…’

“You tell me first.”

“Say my…’

“Mine.”

The two of them asked each other questions back and forth a few times, until the devil finally fell silent. Wei Xun asked a few questions in a row, but seeing that the other party didn’t respond, he shrugged and walked downwards.

If resentment could be observed more than once, he might have been able to observe the resentment of the “devil’s shadow” again. It was a pity that the mysterious and unknown title task would only progress when he saw a type of resentment for the first time.

However, Wei Xun received a lot of information.

The devil’s shadow… That was to say, the nine-story 卍 crystal tower did suppress the devil skin. However, the skin was not possessed by the devil’s true body, but by its shadow.

This corresponded to the carvings on the black slate. The Buddha tore the devil into two. There was one larger part and one smaller part. The larger part was suppressed at the bottom of the lake, and the smaller part was sealed by the human skin thangka and suppressed under the crystal tower.

‘It’s merely a shadow. Yet, it has A-class resentment.’ Wei Xun sighed in his heart.

The shadow’s power was comparable to that of the spiteful ghost Pingping. However, the spiteful ghost Pingping was only a hundred-year-old ghost, yet she was strong enough to possess A-class resentment. The devil’s shadow had been sealed for more than 1,600 years, and only A-class resentment remained on it. It was obvious that there was a difference in power between the devil and the spiteful ghost Pingping.

At least, Pingping could be considered the pathfinder of the entire tour and could join the attractions and control the entire Cordoned-off Village. In contrast, this devil’s shadow had only followed him and engaged in a couple of rounds of questioning “What is my name.” Its real body didn’t even show up.

Wei Xun suspected that it was still being suppressed. Although it was about to get rid of its shackles, its movements must still be restricted now.

Wei Xun asked Xiaocui to evacuate the swarm because they would not be able to participate in the next step. He did this after judging how perilous the situation was after only Xiaocui and Xiaojin had a slight reaction to the devil whispering. Even the three mantis brothers weren’t able to hear that the devil was whispering. From this, it could be understood that the strength of the devil’s shadow was definitely stronger than the mantis brothers.

If the swarm was counter-controlled by the devil’s shadow, sending them downwards wouldn’t be worth it.

Currently, his chest felt hot from the butterfly tattoo emitting heat.

The other party didn’t know that he was a demon. Of course, with the [Tourist] title, Wei Xun was not considered a mutated demon. Furthermore, it hadn’t noticed the butterfly tattoo.

The rank of the butterfly tattoo was likely to be higher than that of the devil.

This gave Wei Xun a bold idea.

Although the idea was very dangerous, it had a high chance of succeeding.

Wei Xun poured a syringe of butterfly tattoo blood into the thermos cup, and then carried the wet corpse with the golden eagle head down to the sixth story.

The first thing that entered his sight on the sixth story was dozens of bluish-black mummified corpses. The crystal floor of this story was reddish-brown, as if it had been splashed with blood. The soldiers guarding the sixth story of the crystal tower were soldiers of the ancient Xiangxiong Kingdom.

The mummies were dressed in the attire of soldiers from Xiangxiong Kingdom. Although they were not qualified to stand like the warlocks and could only kneel on one knee, one wouldn’t look down on their strength based on their numbers and how imposing they seemed.

It was as if time had leaped to a thousand years ago, when the heroic spirits of these corpses were still alive, still guarding the nine story crystal tower.

As soon as Wei Xun arrived at this floor, he felt that these mummies were looking at him. It was not his misconception. Their necks were all broken, and like the warlocks in the upper story, their heads were turned 360 degrees, like an owl. They should have been either looking up at the sky, or looking down at the ground when the devil resurrected.

However, the mummies were all looking at Wei Xun. Dozens of pairs of dark eye sockets covered with ominous blood were staring at him. Wei Xun even saw that these mummies were trembling slightly, as if they might stand up at any time.

‘Outsider, you have disturbed my slumber.’

A stern voice rang in Wei Xun’s ears again out of nowhere.

‘This is not a place you can set foot in.

‘Go away. These are my last words to you before my loyal warriors awaken.

‘Otherwise, this will be your grave.’

“Your warriors?”

Wei Xun raised his eyebrows inexplicably and looked around. “These are warriors of the Xiangxiong Kingdom, right? Are you the King of Xiangxiong?”

He picked up the wet corpse that had the golden eagle head in his hand. “Then who am I holding onto?”

When the descendant of the eagle flutist had sent IV-1 to worship the aquatic reptile, he had said clearly that the corpse of the “king of Xiangxiong Kingdom” was in the belly of the aquatic reptile. He should have been referring to the wet corpse with the golden eagle head. Although Wei Xun didn’t think the wet corpse that had its head separated would belong to the king of Xiangxiong, he didn’t mind taking it out to negotiate with the voice.

‘You actually have my body!’

To Wei Xun’s surprise, the other party shamelessly took advantage of the situation. His stern voice suddenly became excited, tinged with slight nostalgia.

‘In the past, I was betrayed by the princess, beheaded by an assassin, and a remnant of my soul was placed in the Garuda crown. When I regained consciousness again, my kingdom was destroyed, all its prosperity was wiped out, and my body and head were lost. I cannot reincarnate and have been trapped here for thousands of years.

‘I thought I would be trapped here forever, but the Dragon God said to me that his messenger would soon come to the crystal tower to help me escape from this sea of misery and re-enter reincarnation.

‘It turns out that you are the messenger of the Dragon God. It was I who was rude.’

As soon as the other party spoke, all the mummified corpses on the sixth story bowed their heads in unison, as if to express their obedience and surrender to Wei Xun, making way for Wei Xun to proceed to the story beneath. The strange lingering cold sensation disappeared, and the redness on the ground was no longer visible, revealing the original milky white crystal ground.

‘The messenger of the Dragon God, the Garuda crown is on the last story of this nine-story crystal tower. I am here waiting for your arrival——’

“What is my name?”

Wei Xun interrupted the other party’s words, and asked with great interest, “The Dragon God knows everything, so it should have told you what my name is?”

‘Your esteemed self is the honorable messenger of the Dragon God, this little king dare not call you by your name…’

“Just say it.”

Wei Xun said gently, “We are socialists, so we care about these gibberish polite exchanges.”

‘……’

The other party went silent again, but Wei Xun didn’t care. He carried the wet corpse with the golden eagle head, passed through the group of bluish-black mummified corpses, and walked to the next story. In the process, he let the young fox overdraw his Yang Energy and expand the capacity of his belly.

‘That will expend a lot of Yang Energy.’

The young fox hesitated. ‘Master will also have to battle moving forward. In this case, the Yang Energy will only be enough for another day at most. If it is not replenished in time, I will not be able to continue possessing your body.’

‘Just use it,’ Wei Xun declared decisively.

With his order, the young fox no longer hesitated. By the time he got to the seventh story, the young fox had already successfully expanded a quarter of its stomach capacity. Wei Xun stuffed the wet corpse with the golden eagle head back into its stomach.

‘&%#@*&￥#@——’

As if realizing that the wet corpse with the golden eagle head suddenly disappeared and Wei Xun had hidden it in an unknown place, the other party who was originally silent finally spoke again. This time, his tone was much more cautious than it had been before, but the words he said were a bunch of noises that Wei Xun could not understand.

“Wu, li, wa, la, ji, li, gu la, ba, la, la,” Wei Xun didn’t panic at all and just casually babbled nonsense in reply.

He looked at the seventh story of the crystal tower and saw that there were piles of animal bones, cattle and sheep heads, deer bones, and wolf bones. In the middle of the pile of bones was a huge wolf skull.

It had sharp teeth and was at least twice the size of a normal wolf skull. The most eye-catching thing was that its eye sockets were inlaid with green gems, which at first glance appeared like two bursts of ghostfire.

[Snow leopards, white wolves, and white antelopes are holy beasts that have guarded the sacred mountain’s snowy landscape since ancient times. The white wolf king was the mount of the greatest Gusin, who welcomed the arrival of the Buddha. Your esteemed self has discovered the head of the white wolf king, in which the heroic soul of the white wolf king remains]

Wei Xun let out an “eh” in his heart. Originally, he was going to continue to descend, but he stopped descending and walked to the pile of bones. The prompt that had just rung in his mind was neither the prompt from the title task of the Treasure Hunter series nor the prompt of the mysterious unknown title task.

Rather, it was a reminder regarding the title [A Wild Beast’s Psyche]!

Wei Xun found that he seemed to have misunderstood this title. He always thought that to be familiar with wild animals, he needed to have more contact with them and get used to them more, including their hunting methods and living habits.

This method was indeed useful, but there were also faster and more convenient methods. For example, in front of him was a skull that contained the heroic soul of the white wolf king.

Wei Xun held up its head, and more detailed information appeared in his mind.

There were two ways to become a wild beast with [A Wild Beast’s Psyche].

One of the quickest ways was to find the remains of wild animals, such as “wing bones that had the remnant soul of an eagle,” “horns with the remnant soul of a yak,” and the like. Once tourists discovered them, they could integrate their remnant souls into their bodies to obtain the “form” of this wild animal.

Although this method was fast, it also had some disadvantages. One was that remains with a remnant soul were hard to find, and the other was that when the remnant soul was integrated into the person, the person would be more affected by the animal’s nature. In the early stages, the animal’s nature might even overwhelm their human nature. You’d think that you were a cow, eating grass and the like.

For the weak-willed, the effect might even remain over time, and never go away.

These two points were not really a big problem for Wei Xun. It was mainly the third disadvantage that was troubling. Once a person had integrated with the remnant soul of a beast, it was impossible to use the form of other wild animals, and they could only become this wild animal.

The second method was the one Wei Xun was betting on, imitation. This method worked more slowly, and one might fail to transform into a wild animal even after a few years, because it was very difficult for people to understand all the habits of wild animals by imitation. However, this method did not restrict how many forms one may have. People with enough energy and outstanding talent could even have a variety of wild animal forms, and they would not be too affected by the animal’s nature.

‘It’s better if I go for the second method.’

Wei Xun stuffed the wolf king’s head into the young fox, deliberating. He felt that he had faintly touched the tip of the iceberg on how to become a snow leopard. If he used the wolf king’s head, all his previous efforts would be wasted, which would be a pity.

Speaking of which, what was the principle behind the skull’s remnant soul? Could wild animals also leave remnant souls after death? Was it similar to the state the young fox was in at this time?

Wei Xun wanted to do some research after returning to the Travel Services.