Dragon Tamer-Chapter 921 - 925 Judging the Heavenly Soul

Chapter 921: Chapter 925 Judging the Heavenly Soul

Chapter 921 -925 Judging the Heavenly Soul

Dawn was approaching.

Brown desert sand began to glow with streaks of morning light, and the thick sand piles seeped with thick blood, revealing with the sunlight that the towering dunes seen in the night were actually mountains of demon race corpses.

On the ancient city walls, someone saw a man accompanied by several mighty divine dragons emerge from the morning light, one after another he returned the dragons to the Spirit Realm, until he reached the base of the old city wall when only he remained.

The few leaders on watch at the city gate hurriedly opened it, looking at him with shock, then beyond his silhouette at the bone mounds across the desert…

What a battle among the immortals!

If it were not for the break of dawn, the retreating demons like a tide, who knows if the desert would have become a sea of bone sand.

How many demon races and dark demons had he killed?

The sunlight grew stronger, and when it shone on the corpses, they were quickly purified by a divine power, and the massive mountain of corpses melted like thin ice.

The unusually terrifying desert land from last night recovered its tranquility as the day fully brightened, as if a most horrifying nightmare was dissipating in the soft morning light, and upon opening the eyes, one saw nothing but peace and beauty.

…

Zhu Minglang returned to Half Desert City and rested in the Stone God Temple.

After fighting the entire night, he felt fatigued. While Nan Yuso was still treating his wounds, Zhu Minglang fell asleep, succumbing deeper into slumber with each waft of her intoxicating fragrance as she drew near.

Soon, Zhu Minglang entered the Dream World.

This time, Zhu Minglang once again saw the God Temple, the place where he had beheaded the Yanxian Master in a dream.

Zhu Minglang clearly saw statues standing on both sides of the God Temple, as awe-inspiring as the Ten Halls Yama, with himself now seated on the dais, a long table for judging gods before him.

“Whom shall we interrogate today?” one of the statues spoke.

Zhu Minglang was stunned, his residual anger still present, and without much thought he said, “Su Chun.”

“Which soul of Su Chun shall we bring to face interrogation?” the colossal statue asked again.

Zhu Minglang didn’t know how to answer for a moment.

Was this the official procedure for Heavenly Execution?

When the Yanxian Master was executed, Zhu Minglang wondered if he had gone through such formalities. The issue was that he wasn’t quite clear on how these things were supposed to operate, being newly appointed.

If in doubt, ask.

Zhu Minglang, the True God, wasn’t an impostor, and since the heavens had granted him such authority, he should familiarize himself with the rules!

“What’s the difference, explain it to me,” Zhu Minglang said to the immense statue.

“Immortal Respect, humans have Three Souls and Seven Spirits. The Three Souls are the Heavenly Soul, Earth Soul, and Life Soul. The Seven Spirits represent emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure… True Gods control certain people’s Three Souls, while ghosts, malevolent beings, and Demon Gods like to lure away the Seven Spirits,” the statue to Zhu Minglang’s left said.

“What do the Three Souls represent, put it simply,” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Simply put, the Heavenly Soul represents a person’s path to immortality.”

“The Earth Soul represents a person’s ancestral virtue, which refers to the lineage of the eighteen generations.”

“The Life Soul, or what we call the main soul or the heart soul, is connected to cultivation base, physical body, and destiny… Notably, if Immortal Respect wishes to execute someone and cause their death, you must bring the Life Soul here to carry out the sentence. However, at present, Su Chun has not committed sins that affect the karma of his Life Soul, so, unfortunately, our subordinates may not be able to bring his Life Soul here. Immortal Respect can only choose between his Heavenly Soul and Earth Soul,” the statue on the left explained.

The path of an Immortal God.

The path of familial virtue.

The path of destiny itself.

Zhu Minglang mostly grasped the meanings represented by the Three Souls!

What a pity that the Life Soul couldn’t be brought directly; otherwise, Zhu Minglang wouldn’t hesitate to end Su Chun!

Such a creature lower than swine, yet posing as a noble force within the Immortal’s House, made Zhu Minglang sick.

“Hmph, since he cares so much about his path to immortality, bring me his Heavenly Soul,” Zhu Minglang declared.

“As you command!”

Zhu Minglang, half-asleep, uttered these words almost involuntarily.

Nan Yuso was startled by Zhu Minglang’s sleep talk, causing her hand to tremble slightly and inadvertently hurt the wound on Zhu Minglang’s chest.

Zhu Minglang woke up from the pain and saw the stunning beauty leaning over his chest, making him feel conflicted.

Should he continue to enjoy the enchanting presence of the beauty before him or fall back asleep to complete the mission of seizing Su Chun’s Heavenly Soul?

“Why would you be talking in your sleep?” Nan Yuso asked.

“I always do; you’ll get used to it eventually.”

“???” Nan Yuso caught the implication in his words, glared at him with a mix of beauty and fierceness, and said, “Daydreaming, big cloven-hoof!”

“Be gentle, I’m in the middle of something important,” Zhu Minglang said to Nan Yuso.

“Who are you meeting in a secret tryst in your dreams? Some little fox demon?” Nan Yuso immediately got heavy-handed, sprinkling some extra disinfectant powder on his wound.

“From the tone of my sleep talking just now, does it sound like I’m in a tryst?” Zhu Minglang said irritably.

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“Who knows? Maybe you fancy role-playing,” she teased.

“Miss, you know too much,” Zhu Minglang said, torn between laughter and tears.

“Alright, alright, you just get some rest, I’ll be gentler,” Nan Yuso said, sticking out her tongue playfully, which was endearing and lovable.

Zhu Minglang was actually half-asleep and half-awake, and the warm sensation on his wound quickly relieved his pain. Accompanied by the comforting scent of Nan Yuso and the intermittent contact with her skin, Zhu Minglang fell asleep again and got back to his important business.

Entering the dream, Zhu Minglang unexpectedly found himself in the Book Pavilion, passing the wooden-colored bookshelves, he saw a beautifully curved woman wearing a thin veil, draped in strands of golden silk that resembled the afternoon sunlight, half-reclined on a chair by the window, serene, beautiful, yet also enticing and captivating.

Zhu Minglang paused for a moment—wasn’t this the Book Pavilion of the Li Chuan Dragon Taming Academy, the place he first met Nan Yuso…

What’s going on? I came here to do important business, not to have this fragrant morning dream.

Alas, beauty leads to trouble.

It seems I can’t go back to that interrogation Dream Hall now.

Since I’m already here, let’s consider it a compensation…

…

One dream followed another, until, finally, Zhu Minglang found himself back in his own Dream World hall.

He sat at the long table, with the hall standing tall in Cloud Heaven, occasionally sighting colorful phoenixes and Immortal Dragons frolicking among the clouds, while the hall itself, majestic and serene, seemed like a grand palace of the Heavenly Court.

“Immortal Respect has waited long. A person’s Heavenly Soul and Earth Soul often wander outside the body for years. To bring the Heavenly Soul here takes some time, but we’ve already captured Su Chun’s Heavenly Soul and will bring it shortly,” said the statue on the right.

Ah, so they were in the middle of making an arrest, no wonder I didn’t immediately enter into this interrogation Dream Hall before.

Recalling the previous pleasant dreams, infinitely delightful, just the thing to fill the time they took to make the arrest, I would have been bored sitting here otherwise. Truly, I am a master of time management.

“Bring Su Chun’s Heavenly Soul!”

“Bring Su Chun’s Heavenly Soul!”

The call echoed across Cloud Heaven, and soon two stone statues brought Su Chun, shackled and fettered.

Even disheveled, Su Chun’s Heavenly Soul still had an air of immortal elegance, dressed in spotlessly white robes exuding a sense of knight-errantry, much more pleasing to look at than his worldly, sleazy, and vulgar fleshly vessel.

This was probably the perfect state he would exhibit after casting aside worldly thoughts and wholeheartedly pursuing immortality. Too bad he’s now pressed down in the Fu Chen Dream Hall, on trial like a condemned prisoner!

“My lord, which crime has this Little God committed?” Su Chun asked, still full of pride even as he was brought before the divine court.

“For entering this hall with your left foot first, a hundred lashes,” Zhu Minglang calmly instructed the statue to the right.

The rows of statues below heard this command, all with stone-cold faces… oh, they already had stone faces.

“Immortal Respect, this isn’t following procedure,” the statue on the left whispered.

“Look at his arrogant demeanor; does he look like he’ll confess his guilt?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“No.”

“Then let’s settle the punishment before discussing official affairs,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Oh, oh,” the left statue mulled it over, concluding that perhaps starting with a beating wasn’t wrong after all—after all, the offender had entered the Fu Chen Dream Hall with an excessively arrogant attitude. Without waiting for questioning from the God of Fuchen, he had the audacity to interrogate first. Lacking proper etiquette, he deserved the penalty!

Despite his rebellious and arrogant nature, Su Chun’s Heavenly Soul was still pinned to the ground by two stone statues that specialized in punishment. They struck fifty times on the front and fifty on the back until his Heavenly Soul burst open, the pristine and superior white robes turning indistinguishable from a peddler’s ragged outfit.

“Do you acknowledge your crimes now?” Zhu Minglang demanded.

“Immortal Respect, Immortal Respect, what exactly am I guilty of? I am unaware; please enlighten me,” Su Chun’s Heavenly Soul suddenly became much more humble.

Even the left statue, who had initially felt the proceedings were irregular, couldn’t help but look at this newly appointed God of Fuchen with fresh eyes. Indeed, one cannot adhere to rigid rules in handling affairs, or else no resolutions would come out of any situation and evil people would always have their cunning defenses.

“A crime of solicitation, have you committed it?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Ah? What??” Su Chun’s Heavenly Soul was stunned.

Charged with solicitation, you should be after the Life Soul or Earth Soul, why are you after my Heavenly Soul!!

“There… there should be,” Su Chun’s Heavenly Soul replied. While he was often wandering outside his body, he vaguely knew of some of Su Chun’s own morally reprehensible acts.

“Did you pay for it?” Zhu Minglang asked again.

“This…” Su Chun’s Heavenly Soul was at a loss for words again. He didn’t know about this detail; he was only aware of Flaunting God treating everyone, whether Flaunting God had paid, he had no clue.

Moreover, that experience was exceedingly poor because the prostitute he chose turned out to be a makeup artist, whose thick cosmetics concealed a face that almost gave him a nightmare. In fact, Su Chun deeply regretted it.

“Another fifty lashes!” Zhu Minglang didn’t wait for Su Chun’s Heavenly Soul to respond and immediately ordered the stone statues on both sides.