Chapter 29: No Interval Hell
Solang Pema is a very ordinary person, extraordinarily ordinary. When Luxianbei probed into his memories, what she saw was **n*ked, insatiable desire.
The reason he was judged by the Siye Society was that as an operative of the society, his desires could never be satisfied.
He is like a cruel and greedy beast, with no place for him within the Siye Society.
Perhaps it is precisely because his desires are too ** that he is so easily influenced by Luxianbei’s charming abilities.
If it were someone with lofty ideals, a weak desire for material things, and a commitment to benefiting humanity or even all living beings in the world, whether Luxianbei charms them or he brainwashes Luxianbei would be two sides of the same coin.
However, people like Solang Pema are often the easiest to deal with; as long as you temporarily satisfy his desires, you can tame the beast within him, even if just for a moment.
He indulges in the thrill of battle and cruelty, which grants him unparalleled power.
He craves wealth, so you provide him an endless source of treasure.
He longs for freedom, so you give him the maximum amount of freedom.
When it comes to deception, the more extravagant the story, the better!
You also can’t overdo it on the first try, to avoid a situation where, after succeeding the first time, the second practice can’t deceive him again; it has to be paid in installments.
Luxianbei thought, while continuously sending “signals” to Solang Pema, secretly unleashing her Royal Authority and charm abilities.
Charm to confuse the mind, shake faith; use Royal Authority to validate promises and make people convinced.
Although Luxianbei hadn’t asked Qing Ji whether these two abilities could increase the success rate of casting spells, there was no harm in trying.
Worst case scenario, she could just start over!
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“I promise…”
A vague voice echoed in Solang Pema’s mind.
Following that, like an illusion, he saw himself moving through the world like a deity; he saw seemingly endless battles, with mountains of corpses and seas of bl**d that could drown an entire city; he saw the Siye Society operatives who had once hunted him down like a stray dog, finally being slain by his blade…
What was presented in the illusion was the power he once craved but could not attain.
However, even after witnessing such a scene, he still did not believe the voice’s promise until he carefully explored with his spiritual perception, accompanied by a faint spirit energy fluctuation…
He believed, and an unprecedented fervor surged in his heart.
The spirit energy fluctuation contained a powerful and majestic aura, as if a deity was validating it, proving that everything promised in the vow was true.
No, it might even be a being that could be called a deity, a Calamity!
If that were the case, she might really be able to accomplish it! Solang Pema thought.
At the moment when he was seduced by power and his will wavered, a silver-gray mist rose around him, enveloping him, pulling his consciousness toward the designated soul summoning spellcasting location.
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Inside the dilapidated half-finished building.
With his eyes tightly closed, Luxianbei suddenly felt the spirit energy fluctuations around her trembling violently, stirring up fierce winds.
Something is coming! Could it be that the spell succeeded?
No way, didn’t the Ancestor say that this designated soul summoning spell isn’t that easy to learn, and that failing a few times during initial practice is normal?
Even he failed five times before barely succeeding on the sixth… Wait, that’s bad!
Could it be something went wrong, summoning some unknown existence?
Thinking this, Luxianbei suddenly opened her eyes and looked ahead.
In the dark corner of the half-finished building, she saw that it had already been shrouded in silver-gray light, with a pale flame flickering in the vacant space before the incense altar, expanding continuously and emitting a light devoid of warmth.
Seeing this, Luxianbei was startled, quietly storing away the materials needed for the designated soul summoning spell into the God Realm Prototype, then taking out the Ling Tai Purification and several 3.1 test version alchemical bombs.
These test version alchemical bombs were remade using the last bit of remaining stock, discarding the original transparent containers for unremarkable, gray-black metallic containers.
While in Tangcheng, Luxianbei discovered that the mixed liquid inside the alchemical bombs always couldn’t avoid glowing, and using transparent containers would easily draw the enemy’s attention and lower hit rates.
Even if hit rates were low, as long as the covering fire was large enough, it wouldn’t be a problem, but that was still somewhat wasteful.
So when she returned to Huacheng, she started to improve the containers for the alchemical bombs, which led to these “unremarkable” little gadgets.
As for why it was 3.1 instead of 4.0… it was mainly because only the appearance was modified, without significantly increasing the actual power.
However, she already had an idea for the upgrade plan for 4.0, just needing to engrave a spell that shields against spiritual perception on the metal casing.
When used with Zhipianxian, it could also shield Zhipianxian’s spirit energy fluctuations, killing two birds with one stone!
However, engraving the solidification spell on every alchemical bomb’s container was too large of a task for Luxianbei to complete alone, so she had already asked Du Sixian to help obtain it.
By the time the new batch of alchemical bombs compatible with Zhipianxian was made, they should be usable.
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Time passed little by little, and after more than ten seconds.
That pale flame spread to the extreme, suddenly spiraling up, forming a raging vortex.
Then, a black, abyssal hole opened slowly in the center of the vortex, like a lifeless eye, as if a small rift to the underworld had opened.
Deep within the rift, something was writhing, emanating an unsettling aura distinctly different from that of a living person.
Cold, dark, lifeless.
The weak spirit energy dispersed in the air suddenly felt inexplicably heavy, trembling and emitting faint shrieks, as if resisting the arrival of the being within the vortex.
With her right hand holding the sword and her left hand ready with the bomb, Luxianbei silently recalled spells and stood prepared.
She was ready; if anything strange crawled out of the vortex formed by the spell, she would immediately execute a set of “Calamity standard combos.”
According to Qing Ji, if the designated soul summoning spell deviated and summoned some unknown existence, it must be dealt with immediately, or the consequences would be unimaginable.
After all, those uninvited guests often carried strong malice.
【It’s coming out】
A premonition flashed through Luxianbei’s mind, and without thinking, she threw the alchemical bomb in her hand.
No matter whether it was Solang Pema or not, it’s best to blow it up first!
If it is indeed Solang Pema’s spirit, blowing it up would mean she could still summon him again, and save the trouble of sending him off after the soul summoning ends.
If not… this™ is about seizing the opportunity and attacking when unprepared! Luxianbei thought.
In the next moment, a shadow shot out from the vortex, landing in front of her, instantly condensing into a chaotic shadow resembling an unfinished urban legend.
Solang Pema, awakened from the silence of d*ath, steadied himself in the vacant space before the incense altar; sensing the gentle breeze flowing through the air brush against his body filled him with joy, and he suddenly opened his eyes, a pale light flashing in his murky gaze.
As he steadied himself and looked towards the powerful existence that had summoned him here, a multitude of question marks immediately swirled in his already somewhat confused and ignorant mind, becoming even more chaotic.
Where am I? Who is this woman? Wait! What does she want?
Just as Solang Pema pondered, two metal spheres the size of fists flew out from Luxianbei’s hand, tracing a parabola before landing at his feet with a light “clang, clang.”
In the next moment, a small, red handprint suddenly appeared on those two metal spheres, and the light of the handprint intensified in an instant, then…
It exploded.
“Boom—!”
With a loud noise, the world before Solang Pema transformed into a dazzling white, as the shadow of d*ath approached him, instilling fear.
The entire half-finished building trembled, with both floors directly ruptured creating two holes larger than five meters in diameter, blasted clean through, with debris and dirt being swept up by the raging winds, carrying astonishing heat and blinding electric arcs, wreaking havoc in the confined space.
In the moment before his consciousness faded, Solang Pema realized he had been duped, unleashing a tragic shout, “You lied to me—!”
“Cough, cough!” Luxianbei, hiding in the shadows, coughed, waving away the thick smoke in front of her, mumbling, “Why does this guy talk so unpleasantly?”
“How can it be called deception? This is merely for reference; everything is subject to actual circumstances, and the final interpretation rights belong to Calamity. Moreover…”
“Let me ask you, is this alchemical bomb strong or not?!”
Having said that, she waited for a moment; when the smoke in the corridor dissipated, she once again took out the materials and items needed for the designated soul summoning spell, ready to perform the second practice.
This spell is quite insidious; a successful first attempt doesn’t guarantee all subsequent attempts will be successful. In her opinion, before conducting the designated soul summoning on Hu Chuan, she needed to practice more.
Since she had successfully summoned Solang Pema, proving that summoning him is safe, she might as well practice a hundred or eighty times until she firmly masters the spell, Luxianbei thought.
So, she lit incense candles, offered sacrifices, recited the ritual words… the second designated soul summoning practice began.
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From the silence of d*ath, Solang Pema awakened once more, his mind in chaos.
In a daze, he felt intense anger, yet could not remember the reason for his anger; he only vaguely recalled feeling deceived.
At that moment, he heard a voice, a young girl’s voice.
“I promise…”
Accompanied by the girl’s voice resounding in his mind, an illusion unfolded before his eyes.
He saw paradise again.
Strangely, why does it say again?
In that illusion, he possessed a magnificent palace never seen by the world, adorned with gold, embedded with a multitude of treasures, with a perpetual lamp made from the core of an urban legend exuding vibrant colors on the castle’s dome, depicting sunny days, blue skies, white clouds, and dawn at the ceiling of the palace, where deep within was a treasure trove filled with all kinds of spirit energy items and materials…
Is this what you think will deceive me? Who would believe that! Solang Pema thought mockingly.
Then, he believed it.
Silver-gray mist enveloped his body, transporting him to the half-finished building.
Solang Pema opened his eyes and looked around in confusion; before he could see the existence that had promised him and summoned him here, an ancient broken sword silently pressed against his throat and drew across with force…
In a moment of terror, he turned around to see a pair of cold eyes.
Those golden pupils sparkled with crimson light, devoid of any hint of human emotion, resembling a demon god.
After seeing hope, it was instantaneously crushed, bringing about a shock more terrifying than fear and despair.
With the sword raised and lowered, the formless urban legend, congealed from Solang Pema’s spirit, dissipated once more. Luxianbei shrugged, stored the Ling Tai Purification, and walked toward the nearby incense altar.
Thus, the third designated soul summoning began.
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“Solang Pema, return to your soul!”
After completing the designated spellcasting process, Luxianbei called out Solang Pema’s name again, but received no response, raising her eyebrows slightly in confusion.
“Solang Pema, return to your soul!”
Calling again, still no response.
Luxianbei, “……”
What’s going on? Why isn’t it working? Which step went wrong?
As she thought, a sound like cracking stone suddenly entered her ears.
“Crack… Crack…”
Looking in the direction of the sound, on the incense altar, the curved blade that once belonged to Solang Pema shattered, turning to dust with the blowing wind.
The lingering feelings embedded in the blade had completely dissipated.
“……”
After a few seconds of silence, Luxianbei raised her eyebrows slightly, then with a thought, a string of Hidden Heaven Jewels and a waist pendant appeared in her hands.
“Eh heh, didn’t expect it, besides the curved blade, I have others!”
Thus, the third designated soul summoning spell began again.
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“I promise…”
The girl’s voice resounded in his ears, and Solang Pema awakened, feeling inexplicably terrified, his soul trembling.
Suddenly, an illusion shaped by the promise appeared before his eyes, and he saw someone creating a world for him.
A world completely devoid of rules, laws, or moral constraints, where he gained unparalleled power above calamities, possessing endless treasures, all shackles restricting his freedom were shattered, and the entire world bowed beneath his feet, allowing him to do as he pleased…
Then, he believed it again.
Although a voice in his heart desperately urged him to resist, such a promise was impossible to refuse for someone like him.
She was giving too much. JPG
Thus, after being enveloped in silver-gray mist and sent before Luxianbei, in less than five seconds, Solang Pema once again met a beheading fate.
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Time passed.
In less than two hours, Solang Pema, having experienced over twenty deaths, was penetrated through once more by the Ling Tai Purification.
In the moment he suddenly turned back, he once again saw those terrifying eyes.
In an instant, something surfaced in his mind; the scenes of more than twenty deaths flashed before his eyes, and fear exploded in his mind.
Is this the hell after d*ath?
All this torment must be to atone for what I did in life, right?
If that is the case, I confess! Before his consciousness fell into silence, that thought flashed through Solang Pema’s mind.
The legendary No Interval Hell is like this, living and dying countless times every day, either burned by fire, struck by lightning, or harmed by blades… constantly suffering the pains of life and d*ath, enduring sufferings unceasingly until annihilation and liberation.
Thus, he put everything down, letting go of those worldly desires, his heart becoming clear and transparent.
In the next moment, Luxianbei’s possession of all items belonging to Solang Pema turned to dust.
Luxianbei, “…”
Wait, that’s it?
I’ve been killed thousands of times by the Ancestor, and it hasn’t been like this for you; can’t you handle it?
Tsk, people these days are just too fragile!
