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Chapter 1815: We can meet again some other time

Translator: GodBrandy Editor: Kurisu

Hearing the demonic big shot’s declaration, the virtuous lamia’s eyes lit up. It just so happened that she had the perfect line for this exact occasion. Hence, she quickly opened her mouth, and said, “Despite being a mere bug, you made my fingers itch a bit when I tried to crush you!”

She used an arrogant male voice when she recited this line.

As for Fairy Creation, she recited the same line in unison, but in her own voice.

The male and female voices recited in chorus seamlessly.

Meanwhile, the will of the demonic chef heart was confused.

Song Shuhang waved his hand quickly, and said, “Wait a minute, fairies. There’s something wrong with that line. When you say that, you’re implying that I’m a bug.”

The two fairies looked at each other. One tilted her head to the left, while the other tilted her head to the right.

Song Shuhang sighed. You two are simply too cute. What more can I say?

He looked at the demonic chef heart’s will and coughed. “Ahem!”

At this time, the virtuous lamia behind him seriously began to recite another line. “Now, choose a way to die. How do you want to die?”

…She said this using the voice of Senior White Two.

Afterward, the virtuous lamia leaned to the left, straightened her tail, and stretched out her hands. She stood on one leg like a golden rooster while spreading out her arms like a white crane.

Fairy Creation added, “I’m giving you 10 seconds. Choose how you want to die.”

…She also used Senior White Two’s voice. However, unlike the virtuous lamia, she leaned to the right before assuming the same pose as her.

After the two fairies assumed their poses, they turned their heads at the same time, and stared at Song Shuhang’s shadow.

“???” The black-skinned Soft Feather.

The two fairies blinked at the black-skinned Soft Feather, motioning her to say something as well.

The black-skinned Soft Feather thought for a long time, and finally came up with something.

She emerged from Song Shuhang’s shadow before standing on one leg and spreading out her arms. “A… refreshing death maybe?”

She was unsure whether this would satisfy her two senior fairies, but she did hope it would.

The two fairies smiled in unison, their beautiful eyes glistening as they officially accepted the black-skinned Soft Feather.

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand to press onto his chest, and continued to perform artificial CPR on himself.

“What the hell?!” At this time, this was the only thing that was on the mind of the demonic chef heart’s will.

He did not know if he was just misinterpreting things, but he felt that the young man in front of him had no fear when facing him.

What exactly is giving this young man, who’s merely at the Sixth Stage Realm, the confidence to face a ‘Ninth Stage will’ like me? He isn’t apprehensive in the slightest!

Is it because of that light of virtue? Or could he have a special magical treasure? Or is it simply because he is ignorant?

No, none of those seem to be the case.

Then just what trump card does this young man have?

After a while, the demonic chef heart’s will shook his head vigorously.

It doesn’t matter what cards he has. In the end, I’m the will of a Ninth Stage big shot. I exist in his chef heart and guard against others who wish to integrate with it.

The meaning of his existence was to devour anyone who wanted to integrate with the chef heart before seizing their body and occupying it! Afterward, he could refine the person into a ‘clone’, and return to the main body.

With all that said… Die, little one!

“I’ve waited for millions of years, and I’ve finally been presented with this opportunity. Become my body, and let yourself be possessed by me, little bug. I shall take your power, and return to my main body. You will become part of my main body’s supreme power. This is a great honor.” The demonic chef heart’s will stretched out his hands, and a Ninth Stage aura spread out. Demonic flames billowed in the sky, filling Song Shuhang’s spiritual world.

“Three fairies, please stop messing around.” Song Shuhang waved his hand, and looked at the demonic chef heart’s will with a serious expression on his face. “I didn’t expect to see your will here. It seems that you and I truly do have some fate with one another.”

The hands of the demonic chef heart’s will froze. Why does this young man sound like he knows my main body?

“However, you won’t be able to snatch my body, take me back to your main body, or make me become a part of him.” Song Shuhang waved his hand, and then continued, “After all, your main body has nearly gone cold… Demon Emperor Hezhi.”

This guy really knows my main body?!

“Nearly gone cold… Do you mean that he’s near death?” The demonic chef heart’s will looked at Song Shuhang before shaking his head. “No, that’s impossible.”

“Nothing is impossible. Besides…” said Song Shuhang before he pointed to himself, and continued, “The person who beat up your main body was none other than me.”

“Pfft~” Hearing this, the demonic chef heart’s will burst out in laughter.

Can you at least make your bragging somewhat believable?

His main body was already at the Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender Realm millions of years ago. How could it have possibly stayed at the same realm to this day?

This kid is probably just trying to stall for time.

Perhaps he is waiting for reinforcements?

After believing to have figured things out, the demonic chef heart’s will no longer gave Song Shuhang any more chances to buy time.

He controlled the blazing demonic flames that filled the spiritual world, and made them move towards Song Shuhang.

The virtuous lamia smiled slightly, reaching out to hold up a layer of light. That light turned into a projection of the Virtuous Palace, and easily blocked all the demonic flames.

“This is my spiritual world.” Song Shuhang chuckled. He opened his left eye, and glared at the demonic chef heart’s will. “Expert’s Appraisal!”

A mother’s love, do you understand it?

Ten months of pregnancy plus an hour of childbirth!

“Ah? What the hell is this?!” the demonic chef heart’s will cried out in horror—he was not the Demonic Emperor’s main body, so there was no way he was going to pass the Expert’s Appraisal.

Which crazed guy researched this horrifying magical technique? This is simply horrible! The guy who developed this magical technique either genuinely loves without boundaries, or is a pervert with a twisted mind!

Song Shuhang asked, “Fairies, do you know of any better way to deal with a ‘will’ like this one?”

After all, confrontations with wills were different from confrontations with people with bodies.

“Since it is a will, as long as you find a way to weaken it, you should easily be able to destroy it, right?” The black-skinned Soft Feather put forward a sensible suggestion.

“Weaken the will?” Song Shuhang pinched his chin.

At this moment, the virtuous lamia behind him suddenly stretched out her hand, and then pulled out the eye in her left eye socket.

“!!!” Song Shuhang.

Fairy, what are you doing? I plucked my eyeball because I had to replace it with the Scholarly Sage’s eye. Plucking eyes is not a game!

Right after doing this, the virtuous lamia tossed the eyeball.

From the eye, a light screen was projected out.

On this light screen, a scene was displayed.

“Despite being a mere bug, you made my fingers itch a bit when I tried to crush you,” a deep male voice said. Afterward, Demon Emperor Hezhi’s tall figure appeared on the screen.

[Beep~ Profound Sage Tyrannical Song has blacklisted you.]

“Hehehe~” Demon Emperor Hezhi let out a strange laugh, and behind him, 108 demonic god pillars emerged, while demonic flames blazed into the sky.

Then the point of view shifted, showing Song Shuhang raising the ghost-handle saber.

Looking at it closely, one would be able to see that there were seven scary strands of karma that wrapped around the saber.

At this moment, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song slashed out with the saber.

This slash contained seven supreme powers, each one bringing a feeling of hopelessness and despair to the demonic chef heart’s will.

As soon as this slash came down, Demon Emperor Hezhi was blown apart before falling down.

How miserable!

Seeing this scene made him cry.

“Impossible!” The demonic chef heart’s will continued to deny it.

My main body can’t possibly have fallen!

It must be fake! Right, it’s definitely fake.

I won’t allow the contents of this projection to weaken me!

However, just as he tried reinforcing himself, the young man in front of him, ‘Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’, pulled out a big pillar—it was Demon Emperor Hezhi’s inheritance pillar.

Not only was the main body blown apart, but even the house was looted?

The projection might have been fake, but this demonic god pillar definitely was not.

The demonic chef heart’s will could sense the power of his own main body emanating from the demonic god pillar.

Could everything in that projection actually be real? A thought silently emerged in his mind.

As soon as this thought emerged, his existence suddenly wavered and weakened.

No matter how much he tried to reinforce his confidence to maintain his own existence, it was no longer working.

The moment the demonic god pillar was brought out, he felt utterly defeated.

The black-skinned Soft Feather reminded him, “Senior Demonic Chef Heart, you are getting weaker.”

The demonic chef heart’s will responded, “Ah, I know. I can sense that myself.”

I know that this is the end for me.

But I do wonder why this black-skinned fairy maiden looks so pleasant to the eye. Is it because she’s an inner demon?

Well, nevertheless…

The demonic chef heart’s will raised his hands up high, and let out a series of shouts in the language of the ancient era. In the next moment, energy came pouring out of his body, and then this energy split into two.

The part of the energy that represented the chef heart was sent into Song Shuhang—this was the reward Song Shuhang got for passing the test of the chef heart’s will. From this moment onwards, he had completely grasped the chef heart.

The other part was sent to the black-skinned Soft Feather. This part of the power had nothing to do with the chef heart, but was instead something that would increase her mental energy.

The demonic chef heart’s will said proudly, “Hahaha, the only thing you get is the chef heart. You’ll never get the mental energy nourishment that I could have given you!”

“Mental energy nourishment?” Song Shuhang pinched his chin, and let out a breath of relief. “Actually, it’s rather fortunate that you did not give me the mental energy nourishment… Otherwise, I might have had headaches for a while.”

The strength of his mental energy had always been ahead of his physical strength. If the strength of his mental energy far exceeded his physique, what happened in the past would repeat itself. With his physical strength being far behind his mental energy, he would constantly experience headaches that felt as if a hammer were striking his head.

Fortunately, it was the black-skinned Soft Feather who had received the mental energy nourishment instead of him.

“…” The demonic chef heart’s will.

“Then, see you next time.” Song Shuhang cupped his hands, and said, “My disciple still has the white chef heart with her, and it should also have Senior Hezhi’s will in it. When the time comes, I’ll assist my disciple to absorb it and we can meet again, although that will might not be the same as you.”

The demonic chef heart’s will stretched out his hand, and pressed on his own chest, imitating Song Shuhang’s previous appearance while performing CPR on himself.

“Goodbye.” Fairy Creation waved.

As soon as Song Shuhang’s willed it, a burst of psychic energy, which the demonic hamster had taught him how to use, emerged and crushed the demonic chef heart’s will….