Thanks to My Enemy, I Become Immortal Emperor - Chapter 122

Liu Shunyi nodded.

Hmm, how to explain it…

Zhao Gou’s transformation had largely been influenced by him.

As long as Zhao Gou is happy, that’s what matters.

However, Liu Shunyi remained quite curious.

“What new medical technique did you master? Can it directly replace someone’s limbs?”

At the mention of medical techniques, Zhao Gou perked up instantly.

“Of course, it’s not that simple.”

“To be precise, my current medical skill allows me to clearly see and even adjust a person’s meridians.”

“In simpler terms, I can now seamlessly connect any individual’s meridians with others, without causing rejection or conflict.”

“Additionally, due to my familiarity with souls, I’ve developed a new divine ability.”

As he spoke, Zhao Gou produced a leg.

Liu Shunyi exclaimed, startled.

“Hold on, where did this leg come from?”

Zhao Gou glanced at the old man behind him.

“It’s his. I thought having just one dog leg didn’t look right, so I swapped both for him. Eh, don’t worry about the details.”

“Now, watch!”

Zhao Gou extended his hand and infused soul power into the leg.

In no time, the leg began to hop.

With each bounce, it sent chills down their spines.

“As you can see, I can infuse this limb with a soul, creating a new living entity,” Zhao Gou explained.

“In simpler terms, this leg is now alive, possessing life.”

The old man stared at his leg, suddenly infused with newfound vitality, and his face turned pale with fear.

Imagine for a moment:

Your leg hopping around in front of you—what would that feel like?

Zhao Gou felt somewhat disappointed though.

“The only drawback is that it lacks its own consciousness. If it had one, I’d truly be creating a new life.”

Liu Shunyi pondered deeply.

“Could it be possible that because he doesn’t have a complete soul, there’s no consciousness? Perhaps with a full soul, it might develop proper thoughts, leading to a genuinely new life!”

Zhao Gou scratched his head. “That makes sense. Should I tear off a piece of my own soul and put it inside?”

Liu Shunyi was speechless.

“Why use your own when there are countless fragmented souls floating around up there?”

Zhao Gou’s eyes lit up.

“You’re right, but how can I capture any of them?”

At that moment, Liu Shunyi extended his hand.

He grasped a fragment of God’s Resenment, molded it briefly, and handed it to Zhao Gou.

The old man’s eyes widened dramatically before he fainted, rolling his eyes back.

However, quite unfortunately for him,

Zhao Gou was a doctor.

He couldn’t allow someone to fall ill in front of him.

So, with a burst of green light directed towards the old man,

he instantly regained consciousness.

The old man whimpered, “QAQ!”

But that wasn’t the cruelest part yet.

The cruelest part was yet to come.

He witnessed his leg being forcefully blown up by the duo.

Zhao Gou wiped the blood from his face, falling deep into thought.

“This can’t be right! I clearly followed the precise proportions for infusing the soul, so why did it explode!”

At that moment, Liu Shunyi considered a possibility.

“Could it be that the soul had its own consciousness and couldn’t accept becoming just a leg, hence choosing self-destruction?”

Zhao Gou’s eyes lit up.

“That might be it. So, what should we do now?!”

Liu Shunyi’s eyes also brightened.

“This is easily fixable!” He promptly gathered some Qi Refining materials. In no time, he crafted a grinding millstone.

Then, grabbing several God’s Resenments, he placed them into the millstone and began grinding.

“Ahh… Aaaaah…” The agonizing screams of the God’s Resenments echoed from within the millstone.

The old man watched Liu Shunyi and Zhao Gou with growing unease. Suddenly, he grinned widely, “Heh heh he, heh heh… Ah Ba, Abababa…”

Terrified, he seemed to have lost all sense.

Zhao Gou cast another Clarity Spell on him.

Old Man: “…”

Silence filled the room.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

The old man’s hands were successfully transformed into dog paws, while his original hands now dangled from his shoulders, playfully squabbling like mischievous children.

Old Man: “(╥╯^╰╥)”

Encountering one Yama was enough trouble.

But oh, how lucky he was – he met two Yamas.

Honestly,

Before actually encountering them,

he had dismissed those illustrated books depicting Yama controlling life and death, along with tales of the 18 Layers of Hell as mere fiction.

Now, however,

having faced these Yamas himself,

death seemed nothing more than a distant fantasy.

If they grew displeased,

they could make you regret ever being born.

What terrified the old man most was Liu Shunyi’s ability to capture souls alive.

Not only that, but he also consumed them.

With both Yamas together, it became even more absurd.

Liu Shunyi capturing souls alone would have been bad enough.

Moreover, Zhao Gou could alter the taste of souls.

As they traveled together, they feasted along the way, leaving the old man utterly distraught.

Initially, these manifestations of God’s Resenment were unconscious, but as Zhao Gou and Liu Shunyi consumed them relentlessly, the spirits became aware and fled at their approach, screaming in terror. It felt like witnessing true horror.

Wait, no.

These two weren’t just any horrors; they were genuine Yamas!

The key realization for the old man was that he now knew his own fate:

From this point forward, he would be a ghost by Yama’s side.

However, there remained one thing the old man couldn’t quite grasp.

“Lord Yamas, may I ask, am I currently human or a ghost?”

Even he wasn’t certain anymore.

In response to this question, Zhao Gou scratched his head, feeling puzzled.

“Brother Liu, what do you think?”

Liu Shunyi glanced at the old man and smiled, “Neither fully human nor entirely a ghost!”

The old man felt as if a sharp sword had pierced his chest.

After several more days, guided by the old man, they finally arrived at a dilapidated temple.

“This is the Temple of Thousand Hands Bodhisattva. Rumor has it that his secret treasure is hidden here,” the old man eagerly explained.

Liu Shunyi and Zhao Gou simultaneously glanced towards the temple entrance.

Noticing a crowd gathered inside, they quickly disguised themselves with swift movements, leaving the old man momentarily stunned.

Once finished, both turned to look back at the old man.

The old man was visibly shaken.

Liu Shunyi spoke firmly, “From now on, we are your servants, understood!”

Instantly, the old man fell to his knees.

“My lords, spare me!”

Zhao Gou smiled reassuringly.

“See those people inside? Look at their legs and arms – would you like different ones? Don’t worry, once this is done, I’ll get you a brand new set!”

The old man’s eyes lit up.

“Really?”

Zhao Gou nodded.

The old man swiftly stood up.

“Great!”

With that, the trio entered the ruined temple.

However, as soon as they were inside, Liu Shunyi and Zhao Gou, acting in perfect sync, closed the temple doors behind them.

Then, simultaneously, they burst out laughing.

“Heh heh heh…”

Hearing their laughter, the old man leading ahead couldn’t help but tremble, feeling an urgent need to urinate.