Chapter 134: Soul Confusion Technique

Chapter 134: Soul Confusion Technique

In the previous narration, Master Zhou merely mentioned the human skin demonic script in passing, without delving into details.

Yang Haoran didn't interrupt impatiently but chose to let Master Zhou continue. Now that Master Zhou had finished speaking, most of his doubts cleared up. He redirected the conversation back to the human skin demonic script.

Facing Yang Haoran's inquiry, Master Zhou, contrary to his usual self, hesitated instead of explaining immediately, as if he was holding back something.

Yang Haoran coldly smirked, not urging him on, but glanced outside the courtyard.

Unbeknownst to them, the sky outside had already darkened; night was falling.

Yang Haoran switched on the lights and casually remarked, "Time flies. It's time for me to prepare dinner. By the way, what would you like for dinner tonight? A slap or a punch?"

Master Zhou's soul trembled. He knew Yang Haoran was threatening him, but he also knew that this guy wasn't just making threats; he would actually follow through.

"Well, your soul has somewhat recovered, so enduring a few blows shouldn't be a problem," Yang Haoran said with a smile.

"I can tell you, but you must agree to a condition," Master Zhou's voice suddenly turned serious.

Yang Haoran chuckled silently, then his expression turned cold. Suddenly, he appeared in front of Master Zhou, not saying a word, and delivered a slap across his face.

With this slap, the soul that Master Zhou had just started to recover was significantly weakened again by Yang Haoran's blow.

"Master Zhou, were you just talking to me? Or were you lost in your own world?" Yang Haoran mocked.

Master Zhou remained silent, but his expression turned grim.

"Are you awake now?" Yang Haoran flicked his hand, dispersing the Yin spirit power, and asked coldly.

Master Zhou didn't immediately respond. His face showed struggle and hesitation.

Yang Haoran saw this scene and sneered inwardly. He had been deceived by Master Zhou before, so he didn't believe any of Master Zhou's reactions now.

He had once trusted this guy, almost losing his life because of it, and his parents and the entire clan members had suffered under his hands.

One such loss had already pushed him to the brink; he didn't want to suffer a second time!

"Alright, since you're struggling so much, don't force yourself. It's okay to force yourself while you're alive, but forcing yourself after death would be too tragic. But you must believe me, I definitely have a way to slowly pry open your mouth," Yang Haoran said.

With that, Yang Haoran was about to leave. He expected Master Zhou to stop him at this moment, as it was often portrayed in movies, but the scene he imagined didn't happen.

Master Zhou remained silent.

Yet, this Master Zhou had somehow gained his trust, tearing down the thick walls of defense in Yang Haoran's heart!

Now he finally understood what had happened. If Master Zhou hadn't spoken today, he might never have realized he fell into this trap because of this Soul Confusion Technique!

Though some time had passed since the incident, recalling it now sent shivers down Yang Haoran's spine, causing cold sweats to break out.

He hadn't expected this Soul Confusion Technique to be so twisted, unconsciously erasing one's guard and fostering feelings of trust and affection towards its practitioner!

This might seem harmless, but if the practitioner harbored ill intentions, like Master Zhou did, and you lost your guard and developed trust and affection, what would the outcome be?

The outcome was simple: you would either be manipulated by the other party or even killed by them, possibly without even realizing it, haunting them even in death, still reminiscing about their kindness!

From this perspective, the horror of the Soul Confusion Technique became apparent.

Yang Haoran didn't doubt what Master Zhou said at the moment because he didn't appear to be lying.

Of course, having been deceived by this person once, Yang Haoran wouldn't relax his vigilance towards Master Zhou. After all, the most difficult lies to detect were those with a mix of truth and falsehood, and he had to remain cautious of this.

Seemingly sensing Yang Haoran's thoughts, Master Zhou spoke again.

"Now that I'm dead, in this state, not only can't I use passive techniques like the Soul Confusion Technique, but I also can't execute any active attacks against enemies. So you don't need to be on guard against me."

Yang Haoran sneered. Trusting Master Zhou's words blindly would be foolish. While Master Zhou couldn't use his previous methods in his current soul form, Yang Haoran wouldn't let his guard down.

"I understand about the Soul Confusion Technique. I'm surprised that the monster clan possesses such a technique. But there's one crucial thing you haven't mentioned: how did you come to know about the demonic script? Don't tell me you can practice this monster clan's Soul Confusion Technique without knowing the demonic script." Yang Haoran asked coldly.

"Without knowing the demonic script, one can't practice the Soul Confusion Technique. The reason I know about the demonic script is that I found a skeleton of an animal in the stone chamber where I discovered the Soul Confusion Technique, and..."

At this point, Master Zhou hesitated, his expression struggling, as if this matter involved something extremely important, making him very uneasy.

In Yang Haoran's eyes, Master Zhou was about to act again. However, this time he didn't let Master Zhou continue. With a cold face, he impatiently interrupted.

"Are you going to speak or not? Spit it out!"

Master Zhou's expression turned panicked, hastily saying, "I'll talk, I'll talk, right now."

Yang Haoran was getting impatient, raising his hand to deliver a slap!

"I found a demonic pill inside that animal's carcass!"

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