Douluo, my martial soul is a mushroom

Chapter 82: Life-devouring Evil, Spirit Hall Knights and Imperial Civil Servants
"A soul king who studies shortcuts..."

Using some unconventional means, Chi Ping pried open Shi Fei's mouth.

The method he used to improve his cultivation was called "Life-Devouring Method".

It is through devouring the body parts of specific martial soul awakeners to seize the opponent's martial soul characteristics and soul power, thereby improving one's own talent and cultivation.

The one who taught him this method was a Soul King, who would come to him every two months to learn about his cultivation and martial soul status, analyze his situation and provide the next goal of this evil method.

This method has a bit of the feeling of "like cures like".

The idea is good and has a promising future, but it is not being used in the right way.

This was the conclusion Chi Ping came to after listening to Shi Fei's confession.

But the speed of improvement is really fast! In two years, he has improved by nearly 20 levels, and he has completely ignored the limit of his innate soul power level.

Chi Ping looked at Shi Fei, who was barely resembling a human, and said calmly, "As long as you don't use humans to practice, I won't care. At least I think cannibalism is a taboo among intelligent life forms. Before, a group of people ate the corpses of their companions to survive, and I sent them to labor camps. What's more, you slaughtered people wantonly for the sake of practice. You will definitely die, and the person who taught you this method will also die."

"Bullshit taboos! You're just spewing shit! You talk about great principles better than anyone else!" Shi Fei spat out a mouthful of mushroom residue. The pain all over his body made him mentally collapse. "They are just useless mortals! It's their honor to help me become a soul master!"

"Has the pleasure of gaining power gone to your head? You've expelled yourself from the human race so quickly."

"What do you know! If it weren't for your method, an ordinary person like me wouldn't have a chance to turn things around! I want to become a soul master, gain power, and trample geniuses like you under my feet!"

Chi Ping was neither happy nor sad. "You have your reasons, and I have my principles. According to the universally recognized moral and legal principles, you have done something wrong and you must be punished."

The hyphae pierced into Shi Fei's brain and he lost his life.

……

Zhang's Pharmacy, Hamman City, southern Edfu Province.

"Master, are the herbs I want ready?"

"Everything is ready. How could an old man like me not prepare the herbs Mr. Lin wants?"

The doctor, with white hair and beard but strong and energetic, took a pile of packaged and sorted paper bags from behind the counter.

"Mr. Lin, can you give me some?"

Mr. Lin opened the paper packages one by one and counted the herbs carefully.

The old doctor stroked his beard and said, "Mr. Lin is still so serious."

"Medicine for treating illnesses must always be taken more seriously."

"That's true."

Soon, Mr. Lin finished counting the herbs, took out his purse, and counted out 7 gold soul coins and 16 silver soul coins.

“They are all very good medicinal herbs.”

The old doctor put the money into the account and said, "Take care, Mr. Lin."

The elegant and thin man left the pharmacy carrying the medicine bag.

"Master, why are you giving the best quality medicine in our store to this guy?" the new apprentice whispered.

The old doctor slapped the apprentice on the head and said, "Mr. Lin is the best doctor in our city. He has treated so many difficult and complicated diseases. How dare you disrespect Mr. Lin? Besides, Mr. Lin only has a few herbs. Those who come to see Mr. Lin will eventually have to buy medicine from the pharmacy. Doctors and pharmacies are always related. Without the doctor's prescription, how would the patient know what medicine to buy and where would they come to buy medicine?"

The apprentice suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

"Use your brain more often in everything, don't be in a daze all day long!"

West of the city, Linzhonglu. Lin Xiang walked into the backyard of the clinic with medicinal herbs.

Some medicinal materials need to be processed before they can be used as medicine. Although pharmacies know most of the processing methods, every doctor has his own set of techniques to make the medicinal properties of the herbs better.

Some herbs are crushed to a satisfactory degree, some are fried again, and some are mixed into ointments...

During this period, there were patients who came to seek medical treatment, and Lin Xiang received them patiently.

Everything is so peaceful and calm.

In the evening, seeing that no one came to see a doctor, Doctor Lin closed the clinic, brought some of the medicinal herbs from the backyard indoors, and left some outside to be refined in the moonlight.

……

In the basement of the clinic, in an iron cage less than one and a half meters wide, a knight of the Spirit Hall, who had been stripped of his armor and had his spirit sealed, asked his cellmate, a civil servant of the City Lord's Mansion in Hamman City, who was in the same situation, out of boredom: "Imperial dog, what do you think that sanctimonious guy will do to us?"

"A lackey of the Spirit Hall," the civil servant responded in the same way, calmly, "I think he will eat us. Just like he taught those ordinary people, the two of us Spirit Masters will probably be a feast."

"How do you think he'll eat me? He won't eat me raw, will he? No~"

"How about slicing and stir-frying? I prefer deep-frying."

"Then I'd rather he make soup out of me."

"It's good when steamed, but it's even better when braised."

"How about frying it?"

“It’s better to cook it…”

The relationship between the Spirit Hall and the Tiandouxingluo Empire is tense, but this confrontation is more of a struggle for power, so the confrontation between the upper class does not affect the harmonious coexistence of the lower class, not to mention that they are all people in trouble at this time?
The knights and civil servants felt their physical powerlessness and used irrelevant witticisms to ease their inner anxiety.

Their experience is similar to Chi Ping's. They discovered the existence of the "Life-Eating Technique" during a mission. They wanted to track it down but were discovered and imprisoned because of their lack of strength. Now they are waiting to die.

"It seems that you are in good spirits, which is good." Lin Xiang said lightly as he looked at the two people in the cage.

The knights and civil servants stared at the forest elephant with anger in their eyes.

But they did not let anger defeat their reason, because the rage of impotence was what made the enemy happiest.

The knight took a deep breath, "Mr. Lin, if you stop in time, there is still a chance of recovery. You have been practicing medicine for many years and saved countless lives. With this merit, the Spirit Hall may show leniency to you. I know you are a good person! Otherwise, you wouldn't have captured us and just locked us up."

The knight spoke with sincerity and seemed to be really trying to persuade Lin Xiang.

The civil servant looked at the knight coldly without saying a word.

Lin Xiang shook his head. "Knight, I know best what I have done. No one will let me live. And I didn't touch you because I needed the best medicinal herbs. It would be hard for me to find the right ones if I hurt you. I never do unnecessary things. Making you happy is also part of the plan."

The civil servant spoke up, sternly saying, "The Empire will not let you go. Even if we die, you will eventually face judgment!"

"We'll talk about the future later. At least I'm still alive now." Lin Xiang said calmly, "And even if I'm caught, it's still unknown whether I'll be tried. There will always be someone who will let me live because of my research."

The knights and the civil servants fell silent. It was precisely because of the possibility of such a thing happening that they did not report it and acted on their own.

To break through the limitations of talent, the cost is just that of some ordinary people.

If the Life-Eating Technique were to spread, I wonder how many people would be harmed by it.

"frenzied!"

"Maybe." Lin Xiang said so, his heart unmoved.

(End of this chapter)