Listening to the evil god's words, Liu Buli lowered his head and glanced at the formation he had drawn. He had no intention of memorizing it, only took a look before averting his gaze. Then, he nodded and asked, "Is a soul all that's needed? How many souls would it take to create such a monster?"
The evil god assumed Liu Buli was simply discussing how to become more powerful in the future. Thus, without any reservations, he replied, "Thousands as a base, and more is always better. After all, you intend to defy heaven and become a god. In that case, having more stepping stones beneath your feet wouldn't hurt."
Liu Buli smiled without a word.
The evil god, perhaps worried Liu Buli didn't believe him, continued, "For the pets I created before, each required at least ten million souls to be considered decent. You can consider how many people you'll need as your stepping stones. However, in your current era, it should be relatively easy. After all, no one should recognize this formation of mine, right?"
Since no one recognized it, deceiving others into entering the formation became incredibly easy.
This logic didn't need the evil god to explicitly state it for Liu Buli to understand. Thus, after staring at the evil god for a while, he finally revealed a smile filled with delight. He then nodded and said, "I understand this. But besides this, do you have anything else to give me? If this is your lingering will, can you perhaps tell me some other cultivation techniques? It doesn't have to be cultivation techniques; perhaps you have some magic treasures you could give me. After all, you can see that my disciple and I are both very weak. Without something to protect ourselves, helping you fulfill your wish, to be honest, will be quite difficult."
As Liu Buli spoke, the evil god earnestly appraised him. To be frank, Liu Buli's current level was indeed insignificant in the mythical era.
Unaware of the levels of others outside, the evil god naturally believed his words. However, he appeared slightly troubled, frowning as he said, "Since you know I am merely a wisp of remnant soul, I naturally wouldn't have any magic treasures left. However, I do remember some cultivation techniques. But they aren't very suitable for you; I can teach them to your disciple."
Having said this, the evil god once again turned his gaze towards Lu Wuming. He had initially expected that, as before, Lu Wuming would not respond to anything he said.
But to his surprise, this time, Lu Wuming actually gave him a response. Although his voice was still as cold as ever, it was at least a sound. He said, "What kind of cultivation technique is it roughly? Tell me first, and then I'll consider whether to learn it."
At this point, he was the one in need, so even though Lu Wuming's attitude was extremely poor, the evil god couldn't fault him.
He could only grit his teeth, forcefully suppress the anger surging in his head, and manage a less-than-pleasant smile. He said, "Alright, I can tell you all about it. I think, given your current level, it would be better for you to learn it. After all, only if you are powerful enough can our plan proceed smoothly, isn't that right?"
The evil god was consumed by his own plan, completely failing to notice the strangely peculiar smile on Liu Buli's face at this very moment, a person he would have never paid attention to before.
Convinced he had found the right person, the evil god unhesitatingly recounted all the cultivation techniques he knew to Lu Wuming. Before he began his explanation, Liu Buli had harbored some expectations. But after listening to his account, Liu Buli felt foolish for having any expectations.
The evil god was called an evil god for a reason, proving that his cultivation techniques were somewhat unorthodox. For instance, the ones he taught Lu Wuming, in summary, were about projecting one's own evil thoughts and malice outwards, turning oneself into a source of madness, and then spreading it outwards to infect the entire world with madness.
Although Liu Buli himself didn't have much affection for this world, turning everyone in the world into lunatics seemed like a rather extreme idea, something only a truly deranged person would conceive.
He did indeed constantly try to find ways to help Lu Wuming absorb malice, but the real reason for absorbing it was only for self-preservation.
They were not the type to proactively attack others. If others did not offend them, they would not offend others. If possible, Liu Buli would naturally prefer a peaceful coexistence where everyone lived quietly. The extensive preparations were not because they wanted to be the ones to disrupt the world. It was so that when the world was disrupted, they would at least have the means to survive.
From beginning to end, Liu Buli's thoughts had always been this simple.
He had always taught Lu Wuming this way, and Lu Wuming naturally understood.
Therefore, after listening to the evil god's explanation, Lu Wuming unhesitatingly curled his lips in a look of utter disdain and said, "Is this all you know?"
"Isn't this enough?" The evil god found these two people utterly unreasonable. He said, "What I'm teaching you, although it sounds like it's luring others, is actually helping ourselves! The souls of those who go mad because of your malevolence are already yours from the start. Once you master this, the entire world will be your servant. You won't even need to actively absorb malice; the malice they absorb will be counted as yours. Isn't this powerful enough? You might not feel it now, but once you put it into practice, you'll find it's far more potent than you imagine!"
The evil god was still trying to sell his wares, but Liu Buli had no intention of listening further. He waved to Lu Wuming beside him, signaling him to regain his attention, and then Liu Buli smiled and asked, "Is this all? Is there nothing else you can give us?"
The evil god finally lost his patience, revealing an expression of annoyance. He said, "Isn't this enough? Don't be too greedy!"
"It's not that it's not enough, it's just that none of it seems useful," Liu Buli sighed, nodding towards Lu Wuming. He said, "I don't know how much help this lingering will of his can be, but such a wicked mind should be much stronger than that monster outside. Absorb it if you can, and disperse it if you can't. Fortunately, you encountered good youths like us. If you had encountered someone with a weak will who was deceived by him, the cultivation world would have been thrown into chaos."