Chapter 89: The Truth of Hell and Heaven! (2)
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Chapter 89 The Truth of Hell and Heaven! (2)
"Who do you think runs this place?" the entity inquired, raising Zhang Wei's curiosity.
Zhang Wei arched an eyebrow, genuinely wondering about the higher powers in control of this enigmatic realm.
After all, there were souls in need of guidance, and Zhang Wei could see figures clad in armor in the distance, diligently carrying out their duties.
"Those were once the soldiers of heaven! Heaven is a domain monopolized by transcended beings, also known as gods, who have surpassed the boundaries of mortality. However, there hasn't been a new god in many years. When individuals dare to challenge the supreme order of the heavenly realm, they are banished here, condemned to carry out menial tasks and forbidden from ever penetrating the heavenly barrier again," the entity revealed, shedding light on the inner workings of the celestial abode.
Nodding in comprehension, Zhang Wei absorbed this newfound knowledge. "So heaven is merely constructed by individuals who transcended in the past?" he mused coming to terms with the fact that the renowned heavenly domain was nothing more than an alternate dimension—a realm abundant with resources.
"Yes, it is just another dimension, teeming with resources. However, no one has managed to break through the barrier of transcendence in countless years, as all the resources have been monopolized by those in heaven. Even with your talent, breaking through without additional resources would be near impossible, and such resources no longer exist. They have been stripped away from other lands and consolidated under the dominion of heaven. Now, they alone have the power to determine whether a new god shall be born," the entity explained, casting a shadow of bitterness over Zhang Wei.
Zhang Wei couldn't help but feel slighted by the underestimation of his talents.
However, the realization that those inhabiting heaven were nothing more than a band of thieves left him disillusioned.
The gods, it seemed, were born among mortals, whether they be humans or celestial beings—an existence that surpassed the limitations of heavenly talent.
In that moment, Zhang Wei's mind illuminated with clarity, understanding why the self-proclaimed Sky God, the current ruler of the celestial realm, was consumed by his relentless pursuit of cultivation.
The disappearance of his own daughter became inconsequential in the face of his ultimate ambition—to ascend to the ranks of true gods and gain entry into the coveted realm of Heaven.
''Hehe,' Zhang Wei couldn't help but chuckle in delight, his eyes glinting with a mischievous spark.
If his extraordinary talent alone couldn't elevate him to the status of a god, then that self proclaimed Sky God stood no chance either!
All his time had been wasted, and he had even lost his precious daughter in the process!
But now, a cunning idea began to take shape in Zhang Wei's mind—a plan not only to retrieve Sky God's daughter but also to claim all of his wives, including his unsuspecting mother-in-law!
After all, they must have been lacking the warmth of men for so many years.
Isn't it time to gather some good karma?
Of course, karma was no longer needed because hell and heaven were not run on karma as rumored, but doing some good deeds never hurt.
Right?
Feng Xinyue's tender flesh had not yet been consumed, but her mother had already been marked as the next target.
"So, am I a god now?" asked Zhang Wei, a hint of eagerness lacing his voice. It felt as though he had skipped countless stages, defying the natural order.
The ominous entity on the other side found great amusement in Zhang Wei's ever-changing emotions.
It chuckled, a dark and chilling sound that sent shivers down Zhang Wei's spine. "No, you are not a god," it responded, its voice dripping with a mix of disappointment and intrigue.
"But your bloodline grants you talents that far surpass those of ordinary mortals. You may not require any additional help to break through the barriers that bind you."
The initial disappointment washed over Zhang Wei, quickly replaced by a malevolent grin that spread across his face like a creeping shadow.
An unsettling desire to cackle with wicked laughter rose within him, but he suppressed it, keeping his intentions hidden.
"I want to go back! Open the portal," he commanded, his voice laced with determination.
With a wave of its ethereal hands, the ominous entity complied, and a portal materialized before Zhang Wei, revealing his familiar surroundings within his own room.
However, its warning came as a sharp reminder.
"If you dare to attempt death again, know that I will cast you into this hellish realm for an indefinite period of suffering," the entity warned, its voice carrying an undercurrent of menace.
Zhang Wei's face contorted in a slight twitch, a mixture of annoyance and realization washing over him.
Just as he was about to step into the beckoning vortex, a sudden revelation struck him like a bolt of lightning.
"Wait! If this realm is nothing more than a labor camp for heaven's slaves, how is it that you can freely enter and exit as you please?" he questioned, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.
The entity emitted a wicked chuckle, reverberating through the air like the hiss of a venomous serpent.
"Who do you think oversees this forsaken place, serving as Heaven's loyal hound? Who ensures that no soul ever escapes this realm without proper permission," it replied, its voice dripping with a mixture of pride and contempt.
Before Zhang Wei could fully process the implications of the entity's response, a forceful push sent him hurtling into the portal, sealing it shut behind him in an instant.
The world around him blurred, and a sense of vertigo overwhelmed him as he found himself transported to another realm.
"Damn it!" Zhang Wei cursed, realizing that the entity was far more cunning than he had initially thought.
It wasn't just planning to make him its slave—it undoubtedly harbored a vendetta against heaven and had ensnared Zhang Wei in its plot.
Now he was entangled in a web of fate he had no desire to be part of.
It wasn't a gain for him at all.
He had no intention of engaging in a battle against Heaven for an unknown cause, especially when he couldn't even undress a little celestial girl.
However, there was nothing he could do now.
The entity hadn't done anything for free.
It was cunning, like an sly old fox.
Now, trapped within this plot due to his bloodline, Zhang Wei could see a future where he would inevitably offend one party or the other.
He staggered for a moment before regaining his balance, a deep sigh escaping his lips.
His new status flickered before his eyes, the book of destiny magically returning inside his body.
=======
Status:-
Name: Zhang Wei
Age: 25
Body Rank: Diamond Body
Cultivation Level: Advance stage of Qi gathering realm
Bloodline: The Dragon God's transcendent bloodline (Integration in progress: 1%)
Spirit beast: None
Cultivation talent: None [Cannot be ascertained by the system anymore.]
Spiritual root rank: Heavenly Thunder Root (Heaven-defying Spiritual root)
=========
As Zhang Wei observed his talent level, a grim realization washed over him, providing a clear understanding of why those born with this bloodline often met with unfortunate fates.
"It seems my talent cannot be ascertained anymore," Zhang Wei muttered, a tinge of delight in his voice.
Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a joyous sound reverberated in Zhang Wei's mind, startling him.
[Host, you're alive! The operation was a success!] the voice exclaimed with excitement.
In an instant, Zhang Wei's expression transformed from joyous to fury.
The system was definitely in for a severe beating!
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Chapter 89 The Truth of Hell and Heaven! (2)
"Who do you think runs this place?" the entity inquired, raising Zhang Wei's curiosity.
Zhang Wei arched an eyebrow, genuinely wondering about the higher powers in control of this enigmatic realm.
After all, there were souls in need of guidance, and Zhang Wei could see figures clad in armor in the distance, diligently carrying out their duties.
"Those were once the soldiers of heaven! Heaven is a domain monopolized by transcended beings, also known as gods, who have surpassed the boundaries of mortality. However, there hasn't been a new god in many years. When individuals dare to challenge the supreme order of the heavenly realm, they are banished here, condemned to carry out menial tasks and forbidden from ever penetrating the heavenly barrier again," the entity revealed, shedding light on the inner workings of the celestial abode.
Nodding in comprehension, Zhang Wei absorbed this newfound knowledge. "So heaven is merely constructed by individuals who transcended in the past?" he mused coming to terms with the fact that the renowned heavenly domain was nothing more than an alternate dimension—a realm abundant with resources.
"Yes, it is just another dimension, teeming with resources. However, no one has managed to break through the barrier of transcendence in countless years, as all the resources have been monopolized by those in heaven. Even with your talent, breaking through without additional resources would be near impossible, and such resources no longer exist. They have been stripped away from other lands and consolidated under the dominion of heaven. Now, they alone have the power to determine whether a new god shall be born," the entity explained, casting a shadow of bitterness over Zhang Wei.
Zhang Wei couldn't help but feel slighted by the underestimation of his talents.
However, the realization that those inhabiting heaven were nothing more than a band of thieves left him disillusioned.
The gods, it seemed, were born among mortals, whether they be humans or celestial beings—an existence that surpassed the limitations of heavenly talent.
In that moment, Zhang Wei's mind illuminated with clarity, understanding why the self-proclaimed Sky God, the current ruler of the celestial realm, was consumed by his relentless pursuit of cultivation.
The disappearance of his own daughter became inconsequential in the face of his ultimate ambition—to ascend to the ranks of true gods and gain entry into the coveted realm of Heaven.
''Hehe,' Zhang Wei couldn't help but chuckle in delight, his eyes glinting with a mischievous spark.
If his extraordinary talent alone couldn't elevate him to the status of a god, then that self proclaimed Sky God stood no chance either!
All his time had been wasted, and he had even lost his precious daughter in the process!
But now, a cunning idea began to take shape in Zhang Wei's mind—a plan not only to retrieve Sky God's daughter but also to claim all of his wives, including his unsuspecting mother-in-law!
After all, they must have been lacking the warmth of men for so many years.
Isn't it time to gather some good karma?
Of course, karma was no longer needed because hell and heaven were not run on karma as rumored, but doing some good deeds never hurt.
Right?
Feng Xinyue's tender flesh had not yet been consumed, but her mother had already been marked as the next target.
"So, am I a god now?" asked Zhang Wei, a hint of eagerness lacing his voice. It felt as though he had skipped countless stages, defying the natural order.
The ominous entity on the other side found great amusement in Zhang Wei's ever-changing emotions.
It chuckled, a dark and chilling sound that sent shivers down Zhang Wei's spine. "No, you are not a god," it responded, its voice dripping with a mix of disappointment and intrigue.
"But your bloodline grants you talents that far surpass those of ordinary mortals. You may not require any additional help to break through the barriers that bind you."
The initial disappointment washed over Zhang Wei, quickly replaced by a malevolent grin that spread across his face like a creeping shadow.
An unsettling desire to cackle with wicked laughter rose within him, but he suppressed it, keeping his intentions hidden.
"I want to go back! Open the portal," he commanded, his voice laced with determination.
With a wave of its ethereal hands, the ominous entity complied, and a portal materialized before Zhang Wei, revealing his familiar surroundings within his own room.
However, its warning came as a sharp reminder.
"If you dare to attempt death again, know that I will cast you into this hellish realm for an indefinite period of suffering," the entity warned, its voice carrying an undercurrent of menace.
Zhang Wei's face contorted in a slight twitch, a mixture of annoyance and realization washing over him.
Just as he was about to step into the beckoning vortex, a sudden revelation struck him like a bolt of lightning.
"Wait! If this realm is nothing more than a labor camp for heaven's slaves, how is it that you can freely enter and exit as you please?" he questioned, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.
The entity emitted a wicked chuckle, reverberating through the air like the hiss of a venomous serpent.
"Who do you think oversees this forsaken place, serving as Heaven's loyal hound? Who ensures that no soul ever escapes this realm without proper permission," it replied, its voice dripping with a mixture of pride and contempt.
Before Zhang Wei could fully process the implications of the entity's response, a forceful push sent him hurtling into the portal, sealing it shut behind him in an instant.
The world around him blurred, and a sense of vertigo overwhelmed him as he found himself transported to another realm.
"Damn it!" Zhang Wei cursed, realizing that the entity was far more cunning than he had initially thought.
It wasn't just planning to make him its slave—it undoubtedly harbored a vendetta against heaven and had ensnared Zhang Wei in its plot.
Now he was entangled in a web of fate he had no desire to be part of.
It wasn't a gain for him at all.
He had no intention of engaging in a battle against Heaven for an unknown cause, especially when he couldn't even undress a little celestial girl.
However, there was nothing he could do now.
The entity hadn't done anything for free.
It was cunning, like an sly old fox.
Now, trapped within this plot due to his bloodline, Zhang Wei could see a future where he would inevitably offend one party or the other.
He staggered for a moment before regaining his balance, a deep sigh escaping his lips.
His new status flickered before his eyes, the book of destiny magically returning inside his body.
=======
Status:-
Name: Zhang Wei
Age: 25
Body Rank: Diamond Body
Cultivation Level: Advance stage of Qi gathering realm
Bloodline: The Dragon God's transcendent bloodline (Integration in progress: 1%)
Spirit beast: None
Cultivation talent: None [Cannot be ascertained by the system anymore.]
Spiritual root rank: Heavenly Thunder Root (Heaven-defying Spiritual root)
=========
As Zhang Wei observed his talent level, a grim realization washed over him, providing a clear understanding of why those born with this bloodline often met with unfortunate fates.
"It seems my talent cannot be ascertained anymore," Zhang Wei muttered, a tinge of delight in his voice.
Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a joyous sound reverberated in Zhang Wei's mind, startling him.
[Host, you're alive! The operation was a success!] the voice exclaimed with excitement.
In an instant, Zhang Wei's expression transformed from joyous to fury.
The system was definitely in for a severe beating!
Chapter 89 The Truth of Hell and Heaven! 2 "Who do you think runs this place?" the entity inquired, raising Zhang Wei's curiosity. Zhang Wei arched an eyebrow, genuinely wondering about the higher powers in control of this enigmatic realm. After all, there were souls in need of guidance, and Zhang Wei could see figures clad in armor in the distance, diligently carrying out their duties. "Those were once the soldiers of heaven! Heaven is a domain monopolized by transcended beings, also known as gods, who have surpassed the boundaries of mortality. However, there hasn't been a new god in many years. When individuals dare to challenge the supreme order of the heavenly realm, they are banished here, condemned to carry out menial tasks and forbidden from ever penetrating the heavenly barrier again," the entity revealed, shedding light on the inner workings of the celestial abode. Nodding in comprehension, Zhang Wei absorbed this newfound knowledge. "So heaven is merely constructed by individuals who transcended in the past?" he mused coming to terms with the fact that the renowned heavenly domain was nothing more than an alternate dimensiona realm abundant with resources. "Yes, it is just another dimension, teeming with resources. However, no one has managed to break through the barrier of transcendence in countless years, as all the resources have been monopolized by those in heaven. Even with your talent, breaking through without additional resources would be near impossible, and such resources no longer exist. They have been stripped away from other lands and consolidated under the dominion of heaven. Now, they alone have the power to determine whether a new god shall be born," the entity explained, casting a shadow of bitterness over Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei couldn't help but feel slighted by the underestimation of his talents. However, the realization that those inhabiting heaven were nothing more than a band of thieves left him disillusioned. The gods, it seemed, were born among mortals, whether they be humans or celestial beingsan existence that surpassed the limitations of heavenly talent. In that moment, Zhang Wei's mind illuminated with clarity, understanding why the self-proclaimed Sky God, the current ruler of the celestial realm, was consumed by his relentless pursuit of cultivation. The disappearance of his own daughter became inconsequential in the face of his ultimate ambitionto ascend to the ranks of true gods and gain entry into the coveted realm of Heaven. ''Hehe,' Zhang Wei couldn't help but chuckle in delight, his eyes glinting with a mischievous spark. If his extraordinary talent alone couldn't elevate him to the status of a god, then that self proclaimed Sky God stood no chance either! All his time had been wasted, and he had even lost his precious daughter in the process! But now, a cunning idea began to take shape in Zhang Wei's minda plan not only to retrieve Sky God's daughter but also to claim all of his wives, including his unsuspecting mother-in-law! After all, they must have been lacking the warmth of men for so many years. Isn't it time to gather some good karma? Of course, karma was no longer needed because hell and heaven were not run on karma as rumored, but doing some good deeds never hurt. Right? Feng Xinyue's tender flesh had not yet been consumed, but her mother had already been marked as the next target. "So, am I a god now?" asked Zhang Wei, a hint of eagerness lacing his voice. It felt as though he had skipped countless stages, defying the natural order. The ominous entity on the other side found great amusement in Zhang Wei's ever-changing emotions. It chuckled, a dark and chilling sound that sent shivers down Zhang Wei's spine. "No, you are not a god," it responded, its voice dripping with a mix of disappointment and intrigue. "But your bloodline grants you talents that far surpass those of ordinary mortals. You may not require any additional help to break through the barriers that bind you." The initial disappointment washed over Zhang Wei, quickly replaced by a malevolent grin that spread across his face like a creeping shadow. An unsettling desire to cackle with wicked laughter rose within him, but he suppressed it, keeping his intentions hidden. "I want to go back! Open the portal," he commanded, his voice laced with determination. With a wave of its ethereal hands, the ominous entity complied, and a portal materialized before Zhang Wei, revealing his familiar surroundings within his own room. However, its warning came as a sharp reminder. "If you dare to attempt death again, know that I will cast you into this hellish realm for an indefinite period of suffering," the entity warned, its voice carrying an undercurrent of menace. Zhang Wei's face contorted in a slight twitch, a mixture of annoyance and realization washing over him. Just as he was about to step into the beckoning vortex, a sudden revelation struck him like a bolt of lightning. "Wait! If this realm is nothing more than a labor camp for heaven's slaves, how is it that you can freely enter and exit as you please?" he questioned, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. The entity emitted a wicked chuckle, reverberating through the air like the hiss of a venomous serpent. "Who do you think oversees this forsaken place, serving as Heaven's loyal hound? Who ensures that no soul ever escapes this realm without proper permission," it replied, its voice dripping with a mixture of pride and contempt. Before Zhang Wei could fully process the implications of the entity's response, a forceful push sent him hurtling into the portal, sealing it shut behind him in an instant. The world around him blurred, and a sense of vertigo overwhelmed him as he found himself transported to another realm. "Damn it!" Zhang Wei cursed, realizing that the entity was far more cunning than he had initially thought. It wasn't just planning to make him its slaveit undoubtedly harbored a vendetta against heaven and had ensnared Zhang Wei in its plot. Now he was entangled in a web of fate he had no desire to be part of. It wasn't a gain for him at all. He had no intention of engaging in a battle against Heaven for an unknown cause, especially when he couldn't even undress a little celestial girl. However, there was nothing he could do now. The entity hadn't done anything for free. It was cunning, like an sly old fox. Now, trapped within this plot due to his bloodline, Zhang Wei could see a future where he would inevitably offend one party or the other. He staggered for a moment before regaining his balance, a deep sigh escaping his lips. His new status flickered before his eyes, the book of destiny magically returning inside his body. ======= Status:- Name: Zhang Wei Age: 25 Body Rank: Diamond Body Cultivation Level: Advance stage of Qi gathering realm Bloodline: The Dragon God's transcendent bloodline Integration in progress: 1% Spirit beast: None Cultivation talent: None Cannot be ascertained by the system anymore. Spiritual root rank: Heavenly Thunder Root Heaven-defying Spiritual root ========= As Zhang Wei observed his talent level, a grim realization washed over him, providing a clear understanding of why those born with this bloodline often met with unfortunate fates. "It seems my talent cannot be ascertained anymore," Zhang Wei muttered, a tinge of delight in his voice. Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a joyous sound reverberated in Zhang Wei's mind, startling him. Host, you're alive! The operation was a success! the voice exclaimed with excitement. In an instant, Zhang Wei's expression transformed from joyous to fury. The system was definitely in for a severe beating!
