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Chapter 205: Chapter 204: Porcelain Doll (22)_1 · Oct 28, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: Chapter 200: Porcelain Doll (18)_1 2026-10-28
202 Chapter 202: Chapter 201: Porcelain Doll (19)_1 2026-10-28
203 Chapter 203: Chapter 202 Porcelain Doll (20)_1 2026-10-28
204 Chapter 204: Chapter 203: Porcelain Doll (21)_1 2026-10-28
205 Chapter 205: Chapter 204: Porcelain Doll (22)_1 2026-10-28
206 Chapter 206: Chapter 205: Porcelain Doll (23)_1 2026-10-28
207 Chapter 207: Chapter 206: Porcelain Doll (End)_1 2026-10-28
208 Chapter 208: Chapter 207: A Cup of _1 2026-10-28
209 Chapter 209: Chapter 208: Transaction_1 2026-10-28
210 Chapter 210: Chapter 209 Anomaly in the Data_1 2026-10-28
211 Chapter 211: Chapter 210 Noise_1 2026-10-28
212 Chapter 212: Chapter 211: Worm of Erosion (Part 1)_1 2026-10-28
213 Chapter 213: Chapter 212: Worm of Erosion (Part 2)_1 2026-10-28
214 Chapter 214: Chapter 213: Worm of Erosion (Part 3)_1 2026-10-28
215 Chapter 215: Chapter 214: Worm of Erosion (Part 4)_1 2026-10-28
216 Chapter 216: Chapter 215: Worm of Erosion (Part 5)_1 2026-10-28
217 Chapter 217: Chapter 216: Worm of Erosion (Part 6)_1 2026-10-28
218 Chapter 218: Chapter 217: Worm of Erosion (Part 7)_1 2026-10-28
219 Chapter 219: Chapter 218: Worm of Erosion (Part 8)_1 2026-10-28
220 Chapter 220: Chapter 219 Worm of Erosion (Nine)_1 2026-10-28
221 Chapter 221: Chapter 220: Worm of Erosion (10)_1 2026-10-28
222 Chapter 222: Chapter 221: Worm of Erosion (11)_1 2026-10-28
223 Chapter 223: Chapter 222: Worm of Erosion (12)_1 2026-10-28
224 Chapter 224: Chapter 223: Worm of Erosion (13)_1 2026-10-28
225 Chapter 225: Chapter 224: Worm of Erosion (14)_1 2026-10-28
226 Chapter 226: Chapter 225: Worm of Erosion (15)_1 2026-10-28
227 Chapter 227: Chapter 226: Worm of Erosion (16)_1 2026-10-28
228 Chapter 228: Chapter 227: Worm of Erosion (17)_1 2026-10-28
229 Chapter 229: Chapter 228: Worm of Erosion (18)_1 2026-10-28
230 Chapter 230: Chapter 229: Worm of Erosion (19)_1 2026-10-28
231 Chapter 231: Chapter 230: Worm of Erosion (20)_1 2026-10-28
232 Chapter 232: Chapter 231: Worm of Erosion (21)_1 2026-10-28
233 Chapter 233: Chapter 232: Worm of Erosion (22)_1 2026-10-28
234 Chapter 234: Chapter 233: Worm of Erosion (End)_1 2026-10-28
235 Chapter 235: Chapter 234 The Real Reward_1 2026-10-28
236 Chapter 236: Chapter 235 Infamy_1 2026-10-28
237 Chapter 237: Chapter 236: The Highest Realm of Divination_1 2026-10-28
238 Chapter 238: Chapter 237 3-0111_1 2026-10-28
239 Chapter 239 - Chapter 239: Chapter 238: Pure Land Volume (Part 1)_1 2026-10-28
240 Chapter 240: Chapter 239: Pure Land Part (2)_1 2026-10-28
241 Chapter 241 - Chapter 241: Chapter 240: Pure Land Volume (Part 3)_1 2026-10-28
242 Chapter 242: Chapter 241 Pure Land (Four)_1 2026-10-28
243 Chapter 243: Chapter 242: Pure Land Chapter (Five)_1 2026-10-28
244 Chapter 244 - Chapter 244: Chapter 243 Pure Land Volume (Six)_1 2026-10-28
245 Chapter 245: Chapter 244: Pure Land Series (7)_1 2026-10-28
246 Chapter 246: Chapter 245 Pure Land Section (Eight)_1 2026-10-28
247 Chapter 247 - Chapter 247: Chapter 246 Pure Land Volume (Nine)_1 2026-10-28
248 Chapter 248: Chapter 247: Pure Land Episode (Ten)_1 2026-10-28
249 Chapter 249: Chapter 248 Pure Land (11)_1 2026-10-28
250 Chapter 250 - Chapter 250: Chapter 249: Pure Land Volume (Part 12)_1 2026-10-28

“Why?”

As soon as Fu Qian’s death pronouncement was made, the Porcelain Doll’s body shuddered again, and Mr. Luo issued a weak protest.

“This is going to be difficult for me to explain to you…”

Fu Qian slowly clenched his fist.

“After all, I’m just an emotionless agent.”

“…If that’s the case.”

...Mr. Luo’s tone sounded full of reluctance.

“Heavy!”

The next moment, his tone drastically changed, releasing a voice filled with foulness.

Almost instantly, Fu Qian felt the surrounding air thicken, a heavy weight bearing down on him.

Ha-ha-ha-ha!

Mr. Luo let out a string of mad laughter.

“Your arrogance is the root of your failure, both earlier and now!”

Oh!

Fu Qian stood still, unmoved.

“Thank you for forcing me into a gamble, I’m now extremely grateful for this decision!”

“This power… it truly suits me perfectly!”

“I think I’ve begun to master this gift already, how do you like the feel of Blasphemous Words?”

“Weakness!”

Without waiting for Fu Qian to respond, Mr. Luo spat out another word.

A chill came over him.

Fu Qian looked down and saw his skin visibly paling, as if even the flow of blood within was gradually slowing.

“Mediocre!”

Fu Qian wiped his hand over the area, and the next moment, was restored back to normal.

“You should take a look around first.”

Mr. Luo’s smug voice rang out.

Indeed, it seemed anyone’s personality would be affected after merging with this thing.

Just moments ago, Mr. Luo was full of a scientific aura, acting like an evil scientist, but now he was wildly excited.

As Fu Qian reflected, he looked up at his surroundings.

He didn’t know when it had happened, but layers of gray curtains had accumulated around him, sealing off the area tightly.

The air even carried a faintly burning scent.

True to form, his meticulous instincts were still at play!

“I can feel myself growing with every moment, soaring at a rapid pace.”

The Porcelain Doll’s arm moved, stepping forward into the Void, and wisps of vapor followed its motion.

“The pleasure of this feeling is truly indescribable!”

“I’ll give you one last chance, your answer is…”

Facing Mr. Luo who seemed ready to take off, Fu Qian still shook his head.

“I am the emotionless agent.”

“Hmph! Incurably stubborn!”

Mr. Luo hummed, not surprisingly, and directly uttered a strange phoneme, sentencing Fu Qian to death.

“Annihilate!”

…

The next moment, as he watched Fu Qian standing fine and well across from him, the Porcelain Doll was stunned.

He was supposed to be torn to shreds, why was there no reaction?

“Annihilate!”

…

“Pain!”

…

“Your pronunciation isn’t quite accurate.”

Watching Mr. Luo’s persistent efforts, Fu Qian sighed and interrupted him.

“Come, follow me—’Pain!’”

Almost instantly, a spine-tingling sound was heard, and a web of cracks appeared on the Porcelain Doll’s shell.

“How can this be!”

Mr. Luo let out a perfect sigh of a defeated fish.

How could this be?

Fu Qian also furrowed his brows.

“You’re kidding, right? The task still isn’t complete after all this?”

Destroying the Porcelain Doll, doesn’t that count as destruction? Do I really need to grind it to powder or something?

“What exactly—”

At that moment, as cracks appeared on the doll’s body, streams of dark red mist began to seep out.

Struggling to draw the mist to cover his body and repair the damage, Mr. Luo’s voice grew increasingly manic.

“No matter how you did it, killing me won’t be that easy!”

“The power is still pouring into me endlessly—”

Unfortunately, Mr. Luo could only get halfway through his sentence before he froze again.

The mist flowing through the various channels visibly faded.

“Strange, isn’t it?”

Fu Qian took a couple of steps forward, a hundred times stronger dark red mist swirling around his body than what emanated from Mr. Luo.

His skin turned a dark, sinister red, with blade-like patterns spreading all over his body.

“You find it strange? Well, I find it even more peculiar!”

“To maintain its influence for so long without a source, I can only comprehend that the thing buried here had been in place for too long, and unavoidably some of its power lingered.”

…

For a fleeting moment, it seemed as if Mr. Luo’s thought processes had come to a halt.

The scene before him clearly challenged his worldview to its core.

“Moreover, have you realized that you’ve become careless? Normally, upon entering and seeing the limbs on the ground, you would naturally make some connections.

If you were cautious enough, you might even have abandoned this opportunity and run away first.”

Yet Fu Qian’s mocking tone continued uninterrupted.

“This power obviously has some side effects.”

…

Mr. Luo fell into complete silence, while the crack-ridden Porcelain Doll began to tremble violently, its body swelling as if fermenting.

In just a few seconds, the doll had transformed into a gigantic, rotting, deformed monster that nearly filled half of the underground space.

Between the gaps in the surface of the porcelain, one could discern the tumbling flesh, which contorted to form facial expressions and emitted an indescribably foul odor.

Fu Qian quietly took two steps back, dodging the rain-like blood and pus.

“You… must die.”

The dreamy voice of Mr. Luo came through, sounding as if his sanity had almost hit zero.

Flames, barriers, aging, rambling—Mr. Luo triggered all the forms of attack at his disposal.

At the same time, a gigantic bone claw, covered in rotting flesh, reached out to grab him.

“Annihilation.”

Confronted with the full force of the rampaging Porcelain Doll, Fu Qian simply stood still and spoke two words.

In the silence, the screen filled with special effects instantly vanished.

The body of the other, who was sprinting at full speed, also disintegrated bit by bit and then crashed to the ground with a thunderous fall.

Done!

Fu Qian looked at his handiwork with satisfaction.

Those Blasphemous Words are really useful!

In retrospect, this mission was a bit risky.

If it wasn’t for my excessive curiosity, spending over thirty SAN Points to deal with this, Mr. Luo might have slipped in first, and it probably would have been a tough battle.

Indeed, interest is the greatest motivator for work—staying true to one’s original aspiration ensures steadfastness.

Wait, the task isn’t complete yet?

However, in the next moment, Fu Qian realized a problem—the prompt for task completion still hadn’t appeared.

You’ve got to be kidding me, there’s still something left?

Fu Qian looked at the scattered rotten flesh and bones on the ground.

If this doesn’t count as destruction, do I need to finely chop it up into a mince?

Impossible!

Fu Qian shook his head; he was not one to deceive himself.

As improbable as the situation was, there was only one explanation—the Frenzied Spirit was not the Porcelain Doll he was looking for!

But the problem was that the task had indeed updated just before… which means the Porcelain Doll was definitely present at the time.

If not that, what else could it be?

In the darkness, the scenes that had just unfolded replayed quickly in Fu Qian’s mind, not missing a single detail.

Wait a minute!

At a certain moment, Fu Qian felt a hunch, guessing at a possibility.

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