After Transmigrating into an Evil God - Chapter 34

Li Chi remembered that the demon in Shuigu Town had a very special aura about it, which caused him to enter a dream before he could do anything.

He also remembered the content of the dream. Counting this one, Li Chi had dreamed four times in total about his past life. Except for the third time, each one was related to sacrificial ceremonies.

In the first dream, there was only one person at the sacrifice and a crude altar made of earth and stone. The sacrificer offered blood as an offering, but that couldn’t really be considered a sacrificial offering—it was merely proof of the sacrificer’s isolated, mournful, and hateful heart. The deity acted on his behalf.

Fingertips stained with blood, cause and effect continued to exist.

That time, the deity did not have that jade-white bone-like brush in hand.

In the second dream, that brush possessing the power of cause and effect appeared for the first time. The deity wielded it, extending cause and effect with one stroke, ensuring that grief and sorrow received their due, and guilt received judgment.

But the sacrifice seen in this dream was different from the first two.

In this dream’s sacrifice, there were many worshippers, yet they made no demands of the deity.

They were dancing, performing sacrificial songs, praising and extolling how the Underworld judges good and evil, completes cause and effect.

They believed with their whole hearts that such a place existed in the world, believed that good deeds had meaning, that evil deeds would eventually be punished, that there was justice between heaven and earth, and that the deity looked down with compassion upon the people of the world.

So they piled earth to make cities, dug channels to create rivers, performed devout music and dance to worship the deity.

Although the Underworld they believed in was, at that time, still only a realm within the deity’s palm.

But this Underworld would one day transform from illusion to reality, fall from the deity’s palm, and merge into this world. It would no longer need to draw upon the deity’s power to sustain itself; it would become part of the operation of heaven and earth, making up for what the world lacked.

This was the development that should have occurred, but now, there was still no Underworld in the world, and the deity had been gravely injured and dispersed. What exactly had happened?

However, Li Chi currently had a more important question—his memories after having this dream were not quite normal.

The previous few times Li Chi had dreamed of his past life, what he saw in those dreams were only the original body’s memories. He was merely an observer and could not change anything.

But in this dream, he seemed to have awakened midway through.

When the worshippers were singing and dancing, he seemed to suddenly realize this was a dream. But the deity in the dream should have been the original body’s memory, yet he transformed into that deity within the dream, no longer viewing this dream from an observer’s perspective.

And what happened after that confused Li Chi even more.

According to his memory, after he became the deity’s perspective in the dream, he detected the existence of another dream.

It was a dark and gloomy dream, faintly emanating a special aura—it was the Dream-Eating Tapir’s dream.

He carried his own dream into the Dream-Eating Tapir’s dream and happened to see the Dream-Eating Tapir about to devour a child, so he acted directly and eliminated it.

The Dream-Eating Tapir collapsed and perished, resolving the crisis in Shuigu Town. After that, the dream shattered and he woke up, not knowing what the current situation in Shuigu Town was like.

The development of events in the dream’s memory was smooth and harmonious, with no gaps or abnormalities, yet Li Chi vaguely felt something was off.

He had the overall feeling that… according to his own personality, he shouldn’t have acted so simply and brutally.

He didn’t understand the Dream-Eating Tapir’s strength. At a time when caution was needed, how could he have just charged in recklessly?

Was he influenced by the deity’s memories in the dream?

Although… that Dream-Eating Tapir did seem quite easy to defeat, resolved with almost no effort.

Logically, it shouldn’t be like that. That gray-robed old Daoist had deep cultivation, and even he found the demon troublesome—it shouldn’t have been so weak…

Li Chi felt a trace of doubt about the Dream-Eating Tapir’s strength.

But there were other possibilities.

Perhaps the Dream-Eating Tapir itself wasn’t strong, and the gray-robed old Daoist was simply too constrained because he had to worry about the lives of Shuigu Town’s residents.

Perhaps it was simply because he was in a dream, and the deity’s vast and boundless dream still contained power that directly suppressed the Dream-Eating Tapir’s dream. And after he transformed into the deity in the dream, in this ancient dream, he also possessed the power the deity should have had.

Perhaps…

But no matter how many “perhapses” there were, his actions in this dream appeared too crude and straightforward. Li Chi pondered for a long time but gained nothing. The memories were his, every single action and thought vivid in his heart. After thinking it over repeatedly, it seemed there was nothing wrong after all.

Li Chi sighed. No matter what, being cautious was never wrong. One only has one life.

However, this incident in the dream did bring Li Chi some new ideas:

Although this body was gravely injured and weak, its aura was still the deity’s original lofty and unattainable one. Therefore, before some people whose discernment couldn’t yet see through his internal hollowness, this aura seemed quite capable of intimidating people?

Just like the Chi Zhenzi and the Dream-Eating Tapir he encountered in this dream—influenced by his aura, they couldn’t help but feel awe.

Li Chi made note of this thought. In the future, he might find use for this.

Now that the evil demon had been eliminated and the karmic threads had returned to their relaxed state, this matter shouldn’t produce any more undesirable changes.

But he didn’t know what the current situation in Shuigu Town was like.

……

In Shuigu Town.

All the medical clinics and medicine shops were now frantically busy. During the time when the Dream-Eating Tapir forcibly pulled people into dreams, Shuigu Town had almost completely ground to a halt. Large numbers of people injured as a result were sent to medical clinics for treatment. Even divine cultivators whose duties had nothing to do with medicine but who knew a little medical arts were pulled in to help.

Although these divine cultivators didn’t belong to the Earth God, they collected incense and spread faith in Shuigu Town. When the Earth God, as lord of the land, made a request, they rarely refused. Among these cultivators, the Medicine Divine Lady from the Yun Family Medicine Shop was the busiest.

There was no help for it—who asked her to be the only one in Shuigu Town who was reasonably skilled in dream divine arts? Even though the Earth God had arranged for other deities to assist, compared to the many people in Shuigu Town, it was truly pitifully few.

Having just finished with one person, Wangyue wearily shook her ears and, together with a demon god assisting her, entered the next person’s dream.

This was a four or five-year-old child who quickly entered a dream under the influence of divine arts.

Mortals didn’t cultivate divine consciousness. The deep layers of consciousness were chaotic and disordered. In the snap of a finger, 3.2 billion thoughts could be generated, the subtleties of which were beyond the awareness of mortals who hadn’t cultivated. Although searching for the dream created by the Dream-Eating Tapir didn’t require Wangyue to delve into such subtle thoughts, it was still extremely tedious and exhausting.

Wangyue carefully searched through his dream consciousness and finally found the illusory dream this child had produced under the Dream-Eating Tapir’s guidance. She breathed a slight sigh of relief and entered the dream together with the demon god assisting her.

Wangyue was truly somewhat exhausted, not only from repeatedly using divine arts, but also from what she had seen in the dream contents during this process.

The Dream-Eating Tapir’s temperament was too extreme. He almost deliberately induced the darkest and most sordid thoughts at the bottom of people’s hearts to grow. The scenes in those illusory dreams were truly unbearable to witness.

Wangyue subconsciously emptied her divine consciousness slightly, not wanting to look closely at the dream’s contents, but some still inevitably entered her vision.

She saw a person with the face of a five-year-old child but a physique much larger than an ordinary person standing in front of a cabinet, reaching to the top to take sugar from the sugar jar and eat it. Next to him, his parents had become only half his height, anxiously jumping up and down trying to stop him, but he grabbed them with his hand and set them aside.

He proudly declared: “I’ve grown up! I can eat as much sugar as I want!”

Wangyue: ……

This was a rare child with clean thoughts.

“Does this dream still need to be sealed?” Wangyue asked.

The demon god beside her also shook his head rather wearily. “Forget it. There’s no harm in leaving this kind of dream.” They might as well save their strength to handle more other dreams.

Unfortunately, there weren’t many dreams like this that could lighten their burden. After several days, Wangyue had completely forgotten she had been worrying earlier about how to become friendly with Li Chi.

The Earth God and Chi Zhenzi hadn’t forgotten though. Even now, they still didn’t know who Li Chi was.

That deity had left directly after saving people, perhaps also not wanting to have any interaction with them? Such an ancient and powerful deity probably had no interest in them.

But both officially and personally, they needed to pay respects to this deity. However, they didn’t even know the person’s name right now.

The Earth God had no idea that the biggest clue was right beside him. While exploiting Wangyue’s labor, he was troubled by this matter.

Thus, by the time they finally found the Li Manor, it was after Ding Qin and the others had already returned.

……

After Li Feng left the mountain forest, Ding Qin took the little mouse Wen Qianzi and left together with Jin Yan.

They didn’t trail behind Li Feng. Li Feng’s cultivation was not bad—if he discovered them, that wouldn’t be good. In any case, they knew where Li Feng’s destination was, and Jin Yan knew the route clearly, so they could just go directly.

There was just one point that was rather troublesome:

Li Feng was heading straight for the Wei clan. In order to spend more time with Wei Qiuning, he was practically rushing day and night toward the Wei clan.

Ding Qin and the others were following to prevent Li Feng from having an accident. They couldn’t very well arrive at Langyue City only after Li Feng’s business was all finished, could they?

To avoid being left too far behind by Li Feng, they also had to rush along without stopping. To take shortcuts, they didn’t know how many gorges they’d passed through and how many forests they’d drilled through.

Jin Yan was better off—he just spread his wings and flew through the air. Although Ding Qin had to rely on two legs, she possessed divine arts and didn’t find it too strenuous. But the little mouse Wen Qianzi suffered.

That tiny bit of power he had couldn’t even produce a complete spell. Even if his four little short claws spun like wind-and-fire wheels, he still couldn’t keep up.

Jin Yan didn’t mind carrying him, but Wen Qianzi was afraid of heights. He could still restrain himself when flying up slowly, but once Jin Yan flew fast, he would nervously pull at Jin Yan’s feathers.

After a few times, Jin Yan was no longer willing to carry him. Getting plucked bald by a mouse—he’d be laughed to death by those bird demons when he got back!

So Ding Qin had to carry him instead.

Normally, when Wen Qianzi perched on Ding Qin’s shoulder and walked slowly, he didn’t notice anything. But this time, once the speed increased, Wen Qianzi discovered he got dizzy from turns and changes in speed!

Although Ding Qin tried her best to maintain stability, when they traveled through the mountain forests, those paths weren’t straight and spacious.

After two days, Wen Qianzi had become a soft, flat mouse pancake, lying dizzily in Ding Qin’s palm, so uncomfortable he didn’t even have the strength to squeak.

Ding Qin carefully placed him on a cool rock, feeling somewhat worried. Yesterday, Wen Qianzi’s dizziness symptoms weren’t this severe—why had it become like this today? If it really didn’t work… they should rest a bit more.

Ding Qin transmitted some divine power to him. Although it couldn’t cure the little mouse’s dizziness, it could provide some relief.

However, the instant the divine power entered his body this time, Wen Qianzi trembled violently, suddenly flipped over, and started vomiting.

Wen Qianzi vomited up a mouthful of gray-black viscous liquid, and the air filled with a somewhat fishy and bitter smell.

Jin Yan was greatly alarmed when he saw this. “He’s poisoned? When was he poisoned?”

After vomiting up the residual poison, Wen Qianzi was much more spirited, but he himself was also confused. Along this entire journey, he hadn’t eaten anything poisonous or been injured—how could he be poisoned?

Ding Qin frowned and said to Jin Yan, “Come, let me check you too.”

One minute later, Jin Yan also vomited up a mouthful of fishy, bitter poison.

“I was poisoned? When was I poisoned?” Jin Yan’s eyes went blank.

Ding Qin didn’t speak, also deep in thought.

Of their party of three, two had been poisoned. If she didn’t have divine power protecting her, she probably would have been affected too.

But no matter how they recalled, they couldn’t remember how exactly they’d been poisoned. If the little mouse hadn’t been physically unwell these past two days due to his dizziness symptoms and reacted early, they probably wouldn’t even know they’d been poisoned until now.

Ding Qin was alert in her heart and instinctively used her spiritual eye to observe the surroundings, searching for the source of danger.

Looking behind a large tree not far ahead, she suddenly called out:

“Who’s there?!”