Chapter 267 - 124: Don’t Tell Me Someone Actually Thinks There’s Only One Divine Cocoon?

Chapter 267: Chapter 124: Don’t Tell Me Someone Actually Thinks There’s Only One Divine Cocoon?

Demon Sect Headquarters.

The silent, lonely Earth Palace had returned to its usual tranquility.

Since the Demon Monarch’s disappearance, this place had been mostly desolate. Only on the few occasions when the Divine Cocoon showed any activity did it liven up a bit.

But now, the Divine Pupa Fragment had grown so dim that its light was nearly invisible.

Only a few esoteric patterns remained, faintly pulsing as they sealed the object within.

"Miss Shuimo!"

Huangfu Song stared at the dim Divine Pupa Fragment, a hint of anxiety in his expression. "With the Divine Cocoon in this state, can it still respond to Lord Saint Monarch?"

Miss Shuimo shook her head. "No, it can’t. Lord Saint Monarch never wanted us to find him in the first place. He only infused it with extra Power of Divine Soul to prevent the seal from breaking, which is why we could sense him at all. Now that the Power of Divine Soul is exhausted, I doubt it would react even if his reincarnation were standing right in front of us."

Huangfu Song’s brow tightened. "Then how are we supposed to confirm if that person is the Saint Monarch?"

Miss Shuimo pointed at the Divine Pupa Fragment. "The method to undo the Array on this lies within the Saint Monarch’s own soul. When the time is right, it will reawaken in his memory."

"But I recall the Saint Monarch wasn’t skilled in Arrays."

"Who said you have to be an expert in Arrays to undo one?"

"So, does that mean only the Saint Monarch can undo this Array?"

"Well..."

Miss Shuimo hesitated, unsure of the answer herself, but she didn’t seem worried. "The Saint Monarch must have his reasons for doing this. Besides, I have this..."

As she spoke, she activated the Magical Power within her.

From the palms of her hands, she expelled two wisps of mist, one black and one white.

The two clouds of mist intertwined like ink in water. When they had completely merged, the misty Magical Power turned transparent.

Once the ball of gas became transparent, it no longer obstructed their view.

Floating inside the large sphere of energy was a single, almost imperceptible thread.

Huangfu Song’s eyes lit up. "Is that..."

"Divine Cocoon Silk!"

Miss Shuimo glanced at the Divine Pupa Fragment. "The Divine Cocoon is not a physical object, but a spiritual restraint from deep within the psyche. Before its fifth transformation, even its owner might struggle to notice its existence.

However, during the Saint Monarch’s final battle with Xiang Tiange, both his physical body and his Primordial Spirit suffered grievous injuries.

Xiang Tiange’s psychological attacks tore a rift in the Divine Cocoon from the outside in.

Afterward, when I was helping the Saint Monarch heal, I was also repairing that rift.

I already knew then that the Saint Monarch possessed the power of reincarnation, so I took the opportunity to draw out a single thread and seal it with my Magical Power, preventing it from losing its divinity like this fragment has.

As long as it is released, this thread of divinity will slowly be drawn back into the Divine Cocoon.

In other words, if you can narrow down the candidates to two people or less, you can place this Divine Cocoon Silk on one of their foreheads to determine who the true Saint Monarch is."

Huangfu Song was overjoyed. "Excellent!"

He could finally relax.

On one hand, this silk thread for identification gave him a solid plan.

Unless, aside from the Saint Monarch, someone else had awakened the Divine Cocoon talent and happened to be among the suspects.

Otherwise, this method was guaranteed to find the true Saint Monarch.

After all, the Divine Cocoon was a supreme talent for Demon Cultivation.

’Does anyone really think a second Divine Cocoon exists in this world?’

’This method is foolproof!’

On the other hand, Miss Shuimo’s willingness to tell him all this showed a great deal of trust.

Granted, her judgment was clouded by anxiety, and she had been forced to cooperate with him.

But that was enough.

’I’ve already seized the initiative. What makes the other Dharma Protectors think they can snatch the credit from me?’

Miss Shuimo withdrew her black and white Magical Power and asked in a low voice, "What is the situation now?"

"One moment!"

Huangfu Song half-closed his eyes. His Primordial Spirit began to vibrate, resonating with a distant Soul Mist, how far away he couldn’t tell.

Then, his face turned extremely grim. "The opening of the War God Tower has been moved up by half a year!"

"What?!"

Miss Shuimo’s eyes widened, her expression growing even more anxious.

Huangfu Song said gravely, "Should we... use the Paradise Gu ahead of schedule? The Joyful Dream originates from the depths of the Divine Soul. We could narrow down the search at top speed!"

"Unacceptable!"

Miss Shuimo’s expression soured. "The Joyful Dream is terrifying! Even you, after obtaining the Paradise Gu, chose to seal it away, not daring to use it lightly. If we use it on the Saint Monarch, what if his Divine Soul...?"

The Joyful Dream.

It could cater to the deepest desires of a person’s heart.

In the dream, you could effortlessly obtain whatever you wanted most.

That feeling was the ultimate bliss in the world.

And this bliss could be obtained without any effort or sacrifice.

The Saint Monarch once said.

All living beings are base. Their lives are nothing but a process of seeking pleasure. This pleasure could be the most primitive carnal joy, or it could be the eternal ambition of kings and conquerors.

Everything they do is to obtain these pleasures.

When ultimate bliss can be obtained without any price or effort...

...that person’s will erodes at an extremely rapid pace.

The first record of the Paradise Gu dates back to before the Great Yu dynasty. The owner of that Paradise Gu used the Joyful Dream to easily enslave the ambitious, enterprising patriarch of a great clan, turning the entire clan into puppets of the Paradise Gu.

Of course...

The master of the Paradise Gu is also its puppet.

The man and the Gu are father and son to each other.

Whether the Gu can leave the man is unknown.

But the man can never leave the Gu.

Huangfu Song grew impatient. "Using the Joyful Dream just once won’t have severe consequences. Besides, the Saint Monarch is a born prodigy. How could a single Joyful Dream possibly affect him...?"