Chapter 478: What Did I Do Wrong? (2/2)
Huang Hansheng gnashed his teeth, ”So this game was rigged from the start! It was unfair!”
”Nothing in the world is fair. Haven't your master taught you that? It's your fault, humanity's fault for not having a transformation ability as a racial skill. If you want to blame someone, blame your ancestors for not conceiving you the way you want.”
”…”
Huang Hansheng was enraged, but he couldn't do anything against the two gods. Again, he swallowed his pride and kept quiet.
”Well, let's move on. I need to distribute your prizes for successfully surviving my… UNFAIR games!”
”Tsk!”
Huang Hansheng vowed to himself. Once he returned to the Holy Land, he would join forces with a Dao God or anyone who wanted Uriel dead. He might also join one of the seven great clans if they could kill Mao Miaomiao or destroy Siren City.
Uriel waved his hands and sent red talismans to everybody, one for each.
Writing on the back of the talisman was a weird word – Gacha Ticket. Nobody could understand the jargon as the modern world's transmigrator and reincarnator were not here.
Uriel clapped his hands and disabled Venti's Law Power. Now, all cultivators could use their Qi once again.
”Those tickets are the prize. Inject your Luck Energy or Karma into the ticket. Once you think that you feed it enough, tear the talisman to claim your prizes. Oh, it can only handle LUCK and KARMA. Life Essence and Element Qi won't work with the talismans.”
Uriel chose not to tell them about the talisman's secrets. Depending on the injected energy, these talismans would generate random prizes equally to the amount of injected power.
The more they spent their luck or karma on the talisman, they would gain something of equal value. However, if they gave the tickets nothing, they would gain nothing!
Zhao Bao's eyes gleamed as he was the first one who understood Uriel's intention. He sat cross-legged and held his hands in prayer. Then, he started chanting Buddhist Sutras to stimulate his karma and luck, transferring his luck to his talisman.
The girls stared at the tickets and looked at each other in confusion. Then, they nodded as if they had come to an agreement.
Wei Yuan, Jiang Lan, and all yin slaves kept the tickets in their spatial rings, planning to consult with Xu Chu in Miaomiao's ITS.
Their big sister was their trusted mentor. If they had questions regarding their cultivation, they always asked their Doraemon, aka Xu Chu.
Jia Shan and other seniors also kept the tickets to themselves, refusing to use them now. Then, they turned to Miaomiao, who was still asleep.
”Sir, what happened to them?”
Uriel turned to Jia Shan. He mimicked Devil by writing a smiley face on his gas-like face.
”I thought you would never ask me this. I'm so happy!”
”…”
”Just kidding. I was mimicking Devil. Anyway…”
Uriel clapped his hands several times. Then, five large monitors appeared.
Each monitor showed the scenes of other worlds, where Miaomiao, Ma Moxi, and Liu Xuande's gangs were trapped inside.
”They are currently undergoing the Trial of Heart Devil Desire.”
”Trial of Heart Devil Desire?”
Azazel gazed at the screen above Miaomiao's cube. It showed a grassland and a black dragon, being besieged by various cultivators. She secretly smirked, looking forward to seeing his reactions.
”Everybody that enters the Trial of Heart Devil Desire will find themselves back in time, to the time that they want to return to the most. They also retain their cultivation base, knowledge, and power. Think of the past that you want to correct. What would you do if you could turn back time?”
Jia Shan and others widened their eyes. Their hearts ached as they thought of the mistakes, regrets, and memorable events that they wished to correct.
”In this trial, they will experience that scenario. They can correct their past and enjoy the new future they create. However, this trial will test their characters, decisions, and of course, DESIRE. If they can't break free from the illusion worlds without 10 years in there, their souls will be forever imprisoned in the illusion worlds.”
”WHAT!?”
Wei Yuan and the yin slaves panicked. They were afraid that Miaomiao would not wake up or succeed since he was greedy and lustful.
He was a man of sins!
They believed that he would succumb to his desire!
But then, something absurd happened. Wei Yuan narrowed her eyes and got frustrated.
Miaomiao, on the screen, suddenly flickered his dragon finger at Wei Huang and crippled him. Then, he turned around and bellowed at the other cultivators, slaughtering everyone.
”Ruthless…”
”Unbelievable.”
”Did he always want to kill those people?”
The yin slaves were baffled as they rarely saw Miaomiao in this state. He was always laid back when he fought the clones, but he never showed this dark side, anger, or extreme bloodlust to them.
”EXECUTE ORDER 66!! DION, FUCK THEM UP!”
Suddenly, Miaomiao spoke in an incomprehensible language. The spectators could only understand a few words.
In that world, Jia Shan, Xu Xiuying, Wei Yuan, and innocent people were exploded, reducing into blood mist.
Miaomiao killed them all!
”Sick.”
”He… is a bastard. He killed me.”
”The other me is still in that brothel. How could he?”
The yin slaves frowned, dissatisfied that Miaomiao killed their counterparts.
But a few seconds later, the screen above Miaomiao turned black. Then, the person in question woke up.
The clueless guy looked around and found Wei Yuan and his friends.
'Unbelievable. Wasn't he even scared of killing his friends and wives for real?'
Even Venti, the mysterious elder of this plane, was taken aback by Miaomiao's actions.
He broke the illusion too fast. He was not supposed to kill everybody there!
”Your trial is too easy for that guy, Venti. He's just… unbelievably decisive.”
'He's nuts. I already tried to tell him that the world might be real, but he downright destroyed everyone.'
Wei Yuan heard the conversation. She also nodded in agreement.
”Yeah. He killed me and my grandpa without hesitation. What an asshole.”
…
Miaomiao gazed at everyone and tilted his head to the side. He scratched his head.
”Why are they cursing me? What did I do wrong?”