The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins

Not only that, these domineering law fragments even flowed in reverse to alter and pollute the foundational structure of the cultivation technique, almost completely reshaping the entire [Iron Cloth Shirt] from its very core!

In the end, an incomplete yet somewhat semblant [Iron Cloth Shirt] containing various Original Sin Authorities from the [Book of Black] was completed from level one to level four.

Zhu Haomiao rubbed his temples painfully, sensing a throbbing ache in his brain.

His soul was overdrawn...

To wield such a high-level Authority with a 4.1 [God] attribute is still too much...

After a long time, the boy recovered, shook his head, and turned his gaze to the newly formed [Iron Cloth Shirt] cultivation technique.

Although it seemingly didn't change much, its fundamental laws were embedded with numerous fragments of the Seven Deadly Sins' Authorities, and it could almost be considered an entirely new cultivation technique!

The most critical aspect is that this technique amplifies the original sin in the heart of the cultivator.

The stronger the desire, the higher the cultivation efficiency and the greater the power gained, yet... it's also easier to lose control and go mad!

This doesn't affect me at all, because compared to the complete Seven Deadly Sins, the side effects of the technique are negligible.

But if it were to be patented to the [Yanhuang Armory]...

Emmmm...

Those Transcendents with weaker Dao Hearts probably wouldn't be able to handle it!

Smoothing his chin, Zhu Haomiao frowned indescribably.

No, I need to find a local test subject first, to see if the technique's side effects are controllable.

Soon, a name flashed in the boy's mind.

Yan Yunsheng!

This guy is right under my nose, convenient for observation.

He has a certain level of loyalty, a steadfast nature, and won't be easily affected by the negative effects of the technique...

The key is that his "ambition" is strong, and for the sake of powerful secret techniques, he might be willing to take a bit of a risk...

Nodding in thought, Zhu Haomiao with a movement of the Divine Thought, saw the completed Fourth Level of the [Iron Cloth Shirt] appear in his mind.

No, calling it [Iron Cloth Shirt] is no longer suitable, it needs a new name!

It must sound powerful and impressive to fool people...

[Dao Heart Demon Planting]?

[Heavenly Demon Strategy]?

Wait a minute!

It seems something has been revealed...

Rubbing his chin, Zhu Haomiao quickly came up with an idea.

Let's call it [Constant Star Melting Furnace Body Tempering Technique]!

Just the name sounds like a mighty cultivation technique, enough to dazzle a local muggle like Yan Yunsheng!

Feeling satisfied, Zhu Haomiao activated the [Sloth] Authority, and invisible gray-white threads surged from the void, wrapping around him layer by layer, forming a cocoon.

Raising his hand, ten [Greed Coins] fell from his fingers, sealed together with a vast energy into his spirit and body, beginning to brew a profound transformation.

A strong sense of weakness and fatigue suddenly enveloped his body and mind, Zhu Haomiao squeezed his fist and scoffed at himself.

Now I really can't even swat a fly...

"Squeak!"

At this moment, Diao Chan emerged from somewhere, gently licking next to Zhu Haomiao's cheek.

Scratching Diao Chan's chin, Zhu Haomiao fondly curved his lips.

"Tomorrow I'll make you sweet and sour ribs as a reward!"

Upon hearing this, Diao Chan's big dark eyes shone with crystal brightness.

"Reward!"

"Yes, reward."

After teasing the little creature for a while, Zhu Haomiao lay down and closed his eyes, faintly reminding before losing consciousness.

"Remember to wake me up tomorrow morning."

"Squeak!"

..........

The next morning, the wet sensation on his face roused Zhu Haomiao from deep sleep, and he lazily opened his eyes, hearing a sound like a feline's purring beside his ear.

Snore~

Chomp chomp~

Chomp chomp~

"Alright, I'm awake, stop licking."

Pushing aside Diao Chan, who was merrily licking away, Zhu Haomiao turned over and got up, experiencing a sharp pain like electricity jolting his nerves, causing him to pause and his eyebrows to twitch.

Adjusting himself for a moment, he glanced at the scabbed and recovering knife wound on his palm, the boy suppressed his discomfort and pushed the door open.

"Young master!"

The dazzling sunlight hit his face, Zhu Haomiao squinted his eyes, looking at Yan Yunsheng, who was standing guard outside and greeting him with clasped fists.

"When did you arrive?"

"Arrived last night, worried that there might be more assassins attacking you, so I kept watch for a while."

Very good, he shows loyalty, I'm glad I thought of you first for a good thing!

Nodding secretly, Zhu Haomiao walked straight to the back kitchen, with Yan Yunsheng trailing a step behind, cautiously following him.

"Have all the bodies been taken care of?"

"Yes, they have been handled, and the identity of the assassins has been discovered. They are from a huge assassin organization in Jianghu..."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Haomiao waved his hand dismissively without turning back.

"I'm not interested in 'the blade,' I only want to know who is wielding it behind the scenes."

"Our brothers are conducting an all-night interrogation, there should be progress soon."

"Good, you all have worked hard."

During the conversation, the two reached the kitchen, where a maid with dark circles jumped in fright, recalling the young master slaughtering like a chicken last night, she stepped back in terror.

"Young master."

"Mm."

Not paying her any mind, Zhu Haomiao walked past her, made a sumptuous meal from the ingredients in the kitchen, and packed it in a food box to take away.

"I have to make a trip to the [Royal Martial Academy] this morning, you go back to the Anti-theft Bureau first and organize the clues..."

Gulp~

Swallowing his spit, Yan Yunsheng forcibly moved his gaze from the food box in the boy's hand, respectfully clasping his fists in response.

"By your command."

"Also..."

Zhu Haomiao abruptly stopped his pace, his tone becoming a bit airy and distant.

"If... and I mean if, the death row inmates in the prison suddenly start dying one after another, what kind of impact would that have?"

The calm words carried a trace of eerie chill, and understanding the deeper meaning in the boy's words, Yan Yunsheng felt goosebumps rise, hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth hard.

"As long as it's done cleanly, without the forensic doctors finding faults in the bodies, it shouldn't have much impact!"

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao showed a gentle smile and nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good, I'll come over in the afternoon and have something good for you then."

Turning around, he patted Yan Yunsheng on the shoulder, placed the food box in a small pouch, and strode confidently toward the Imperial City.

Behind him, Yan Yunsheng's eyes widened like bronze bells, staring fixedly at the exquisite pouch on Zhu Haomiao's waist, and after a long time, he finally understood, excitedly clasping his fists.

"By your command!"

.........

"Mr. Li, why didn't you come to class?"

In the [Royal Martial Academy] Scripture Pavilion, a little girl with delicate features found Zhu Haomiao in a corner and complained angrily.

Thump~

Without lifting his eyes, Zhu Haomiao focused on the secret manual in his hand and casually knocked on Zhao Nuo's head.

"Ah! You tapped my head again!"

Clutching her head, Zhao Nuo murmured a couple of coquettish complaints, her lips pouting.

"Time to eat, I have things to do later."

Finally lifting his gaze from the secret manual, Zhu Haomiao looked at Zhao Nuo, a smile curling on his lips.