Late at night.
Mo Chuan saw Mo Fei sleeping soundly in bed and returned to his own room.
"System, show me my panel."
"Host: Mo Chuan
Age: 19
Awakened Item: Ruined Gate
Attack: 67 (Normal Person 50)
Armor: 2203.5 (31+2172.5)
Magic Power: 2189.5 (17+2172.5)
Magic Resist: 86 (26+60)
Status: Fatigued, Mentally Weakened (Mild)
Hell Curse: 869 layers (144 layers remaining to digest)
Ravenous Crow Swarm: 424 layers
Level: 8 (100%)
Gold: 10
Equipment: Tear of the Goddess, Corrupting Potion, Abyssal Mask, Negatron Cloak.
Skills: Hell Curse (+2), Ravenous Crow Swarm (+1), Death Pact, Judgment Pendulum, Desolation, Soul Guide Lamp, Netherworld Hell (+3)"
"Why is it so slow... it's been over a month, and I've only digested 40 layers..."
Because they would leave behind a small amount of soul fragments in their bodies to nurture, Mo Chuan, when killing evildoers like Shutendoji and Yamata no Orochi who ate countless people, exploded with a lot of souls at once, equivalent to a ghost king helping him clear nearly a hundred layers. The dog head watched in silence, and the little mage shed tears.
"Alright... I'll call her out first..." Mo Chuan rubbed his hands and summoned the Soul Guiding Lamp. He opened the small door of the lantern, and a mass of pale green light drifted out, falling onto Mo Chuan's bed and gradually condensing.
"Oh~ Why did you call me out again? Are we trying some new tricks today?" Shutendoji tidied her hair, "What is it today? A thorny whip? Holy fire? Or something more exciting?"
Shutendoji's current situation was similar to Senna's, a soul not corrupted by the Ruined Mist, even possessing a physical form.
Earlier, after Mo Chuan obtained the additional passive stacking, he couldn't absorb it and was forced to find Shutendoji to teach him how to absorb these souls.
At first, they immediately began to mock each other. Later, when Shutendoji threatened Mo Fei, Mo Chuan directly beat Shutendoji with the chain of his grappling hook. Unexpectedly, through their interactions, Shutendoji awakened a certain tendency.
"Could it be that my body can't hold so many soul fragments?" Mo Chuan guessed.
"Impossible, those soul fragments have no consciousness. Even if your body can't absorb souls because of this, you would at least have severe schizophrenia by now."
"Then why?"
"First, let's rule out any problems with the method I gave you."
"Mm."
"Then there's the physical problem, which is usually fine."
"Mm."
"Soul problem? Never mind, I don't know what's going on either. You should find a human who specializes in studying souls."
"Wouldn't that expose my identity? If I could go, I wouldn't be looking for you?"
"How about this, you go find that Taoist nun. She might give some good advice."
"Then what use are you to me?"
"I can help you speed up the absorption of souls in a short period of time." Shutendoji patted her chest, "Of course, being your plaything isn't out of the question either..."
Seeing the topic veering in a strange direction again, Mo Chuan quickly interrupted Shutendoji, saying:
"Since you can help me speed things up, then hurry. I have to choose a school for Mo Fei tomorrow."
"Alright, alright, now, hug me!"
"...Actually, I've always wondered if this is necessary..."
"Why so much nonsense? If you're unwilling, then fine, just drag me back into the lantern!"
"..." Mo Chuan didn't know what was wrong, but he still held Shutendoji in his arms.
Shutendoji bit Mo Chuan's shoulder and used her ghost arts to help Mo Chuan speed up the absorption of soul fragments.
However, as time passed, Mo Chuan felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Before long, his head fell onto Shutendoji's shoulder.
"Hehehe..." Shutendoji revealed a lecherous smile. She let go of his shoulder, blew into Mo Chuan's ear, and seeing no reaction, she laid Mo Chuan's body on the bed.
"You haven't finished absorbing, so of course, I did something about it~ But now you're letting me experience a pleasure that even a ghost king can't experience~ So I'll play with you a bit longer~"
"Where should I start? Let me see..."
The next morning.
Mo Chuan got up early and was about to wash up when he subconsciously wanted to check his hairstyle in the mirror.
The moment he looked, Mo Chuan was stunned.
His entire collarbone area was covered in red marks.
He then took off his shirt, and his face stiffened:
His entire chest had become a strawberry plantation, full of red marks.
"Shutendoji!!!!!!!!!!"
...
Yi Hui Temple.
"Yo~ Xiao Chuan, why are you so late today?"
Qing Lian Zi lay casually on a cushion and asked.
"Sister Lian... forget it, please check the soul fragments in my body. I can't seem to absorb them completely."
"Is Shutendoji's method problematic?"
"It shouldn't be. It seems to be my problem, so I want to ask for your help to take a look."
Qing Lian Zi thought for a moment, took out three lotus lanterns, and placed them on Mo Chuan's head and shoulders respectively.
With a flick of her daoist arts, she quickly cast a few talismans. The lamp holders on Mo Chuan's body instantly ignited with blue flames.
"Don't move, absolutely don't let these lamps fall."
After speaking, Qing Lian Zi stared at the three flames, looking left and right, as if searching for something.
"How is it... did you see anything..." Mo Chuan puffed out his shoulders and craned his neck, feeling like he was about to float away.
"Hmm... could it be..."