Open A Clinic To Cultivate Myself Chapter 214 The Object Of Heresy

Yet he could not pull the trigger.

Too many girls had already charged towards the sacrificial altar. They had all burned and fallen like moths attracted to flame. Despite knowing that they would die, they were still going to throw themselves into it.

The deaf-mute girl who was going to bite Ning Tao had slipped from the pool of blood on the floor and cut her knee. Yet she did not seem to be in pain. After struggling to get up, she continued charging towards the altar. She waved her arms, and yelled with a mouth wide open, making “ahh” noises.

Watching her back view had made Ning Tao felt an unprecedented sense of helplessness and misery. He was an inborn go-between of good and evil, upholding justice and fighting against evil were deep-rooted in his bones and blood. Yet he could only watch on as these innocent children descended into h.e.l.l. He could not shoot, because the accuracy and prowess of the Mauser pistol would definitely blast those poor girls to death, while Bai Sheng would probably go unscathed.

There was a total difference between the girls dying in his hands or Bai Sheng's hands.

It had always been harder to be a good person than a bad one. This was why it was easy for the Sky Clinic to earn the sin of evil intention but hard to acc.u.mulate the merit of good intention.

On the sacrificial altar, the ghastly ghost fire had suddenly stopped still. The girls who had charged up the altar were spared from being burned alive, but they had suddenly frozen in place like robots without power. The warriors had also stopped. Some were still on the field, while others were climbing halfway up the altar.

Ning Tao still had his gun raised, but a very tall girl was blocking his shooting angle. If he wanted to shoot at Bai Sheng, he would have to first blast the girl into pieces.

Bai Sheng's head was revealed slightly from behind the girl, he stared at Ning Tao with one of his eyes. He bantered, “You want to kill me? Why aren't you shooting? Oh, I know now. You don't want to kill these girls. You're a good person. Haha, how n.o.ble!”

Qing Zhui, Bai Jing and Yin Molan returned to Ning Tao's side, facing towards Bai Sheng who was on the altar.

“They are my loyal devotees and I am their G.o.d. I want them to die, so they must give their lives.” Bai Sheng sneered, “Do you remember what I had said about the way of money? I ordered people to buy them the most expensive mobile phones, the most beautiful clothes, and even the most branded bags. I will give them whatever they want. I will fulfill any desire they have. Then they would be left with only one final wish, which is to give themselves to me. Their naturally unblemished bodies and their vitality all belong to me.”

A naturally unblemished body. That referred to the body of a virgin.

It was no wonder that Bai Sheng's so-called devotees were all teenage girls who were at their rebellious age, and would not listen to their parents and teachers at all. Some materialistic girls were more easily tempted. They liked iPhones, pretty clothes, and fashionable things which were actually useless, and Bai Sheng's va.s.sals would fulfill their desires endlessly. After brainwashing them, they were brought here. They did not know that there was nothing such as free lunch in the world. They would pay for the cost of their greed and desire, with their lives!

Ning Tao understood everything. Those five deaf and muted girls were not kidnapped. They had left school on their own accord. It was no wonder that there was no sign of any crime committed.

“And this, is my way of money! The world is running dry of spiritual energy, but I no longer need spiritual energy in order to cultivate. Money is all I need! Hahaha!” Bai Sheng laughed. “And this is only the beginning. I will have hundreds and thousands more of such devotees!”

A fire of rage was burning inside Ning Tao. The evil in him was awakening.

Yin Molan whispered, “There's a magic tool in that sacrificial altar. The way of money which the venomous snake had mentioned could have been accomplished through it. Those girls have already lost their souls, so there's no way you can save them. Just shoot!”

Ning Tao's right index finger twitched, but he still could not find it in himself to pull the trigger.

Those girls could be materialistic, rebellious and greedy, but they were only in their teens after all. They had still yet matured. All they had done was to take a few things which fulfilled their material needs, but did it mean that they deserved to die?

“You won't be able to kill me, but you'll have to die here today. What do you think?” Bai Sheng lifted his right hand. A silver needle tinged in sky blue was pinched between his thumb and index finger. It was the Sacred Needle which Ning Tao had stabbed into his chest about ten days ago.

Ning Tao said coolly, “I did not kill you the other day, but I will definitely kill you this time!”

Bai Sheng appeared in front of that girl. He suddenly lifted open the collar of his white coat, his bare chest was revealed, and it was as fair as snow. There were no signs of a rotting scar from being stabbed by the Sacred Needle to Nasty Diseases.

“That needle must have been your triumph card. It really almost threatened me, but do you know, you did not manage to kill me with that needle, but you've harmed 20 girls. They didn't have to die, but your stab had injured me so badly that I could only consume them to heal myself with their flesh, blood and vitality,” Bai Sheng said sinisterly, revealing a malevolent smirk.

Qing Zhui yelled, “Bulls.h.i.t!”

The smirk on Bai Sheng's face vanished. “You ought to die too! Kill them!”

In an instant, a few armed warriors had suddenly awakened. They aimed with their guns, preparing to shoot.

Before they could shoot, Ning Tao shifted the aim of the Mauser pistol in his hands, and his right index finger pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang!

Boom!

Right after the gunfire was shot, an intense noise of explosion was heard. The few gunmen were still there a few seconds ago, but they had suddenly been reduced to a pile of indistinguishable ashes in an instant!

The impact of the explosion had shaken the cave. A few stalact.i.tes had fallen from the top.

Bai Sheng's expression changed instantly. He stared in shock at the smoking Mauser pistol in Ning Tao's hand.

It was not just gunpowder; the Mauser pistol was also fuming with spiritual energy. The pattern of flowing black and white streams on the gun made the gun looked like it was alive!

What was the measure for distinguishing a magic tool?

Ning Tao did not know, but the Mauser pistol which he had cultivated might not be a magic tool yet, but it would soon become one.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Some gunmen continued shooting.

Yin Molan brandished his Blade of Brotherhood, forming a high-speed spinning shield around him, making him impenetrable!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

All the bullets shot at Yin Molan were effectively blocked, falling one by one to the ground.

Both Bai Jing and Qing Zhui zipped around like the wind. When they finally stopped, there were already two corpses of gunmen on the ground.

This battle, it would end up in death for either Bai Sheng or them!

After finishing off the two gunmen, Bai Jing and Qing Zhui charged towards the sacrificial altar, and had killed all the warriors along the way who were not armed with clubs instead of guns.

Yet before they could reach the altar—

Zzz!

There was suddenly a buzzing from the sacrificial altar. An invisible tremor spread in all directions from the stone-constructed altar. Qing Zhui and Bai Jing were at the forefront of the impact, they immediately threw up blood. Like lifeless bodies, they were being blown away.

Ning Tao quickly launched himself up in the air, catching Bai Jing and Qing Zhui with open arms. Just when he had managed to wrap both his arms around their waists, it was like he had been hit with two flying bombs at high-speed. The great force had almost dislocated his arms!

Ning Tao activated his special spiritual power, creating an air sac of spiritual power enveloping himself, along with Qing Zhui and Bai Jing.

Boom!

Ning Tao's back hit heavily against a stone wall. Cracks appeared on the st.u.r.dy stone wall.

Pft!

Ning Tao threw up a mouthful of blood as well. However, when he threw up blood, it was not because of injury, but rather to release pent up stress in his body. In an instant, he felt at ease. Qing Zhui and Bai Jing had rapidly healed in the force field of special spiritual power. The impact of the tremor had been greatly reduced.

If it were not for Ning Tao's shielding, they would have definitely been gravely injured from colliding into the stone wall!

Zzz!

Another buzz.

The stone-constructed sacrificial altar was disintegrating inch by inch. Each piece of stone had been reduced to dust, falling and crumbling away.

A bluish, ghastly ghost fire was launched outwards from the rapidly collapsing altar. The warriors which had yet to fight, and those girls, had been instantly consumed like paper figures engulfed in a blazing fire, turning into ashes!

Within the ghost fire, Bai Sheng's fists were clenched. He threw his head backward and an eerie scream escaped his mouth. “Eeeeyahhhh—”

This voice was even sharper than those of the dolphins.

Boom!

Stone dust flooded in all directions like raging waves. Every particle was like a stone being launched from a catapult.

Ning Tao forcefully crouched over Bai Jing and Qing Zhui's backs, getting them to duck.

Bang!

Yin Molan was flung onto the stone wall, and fell hard on the ground right next to Ning Tao. His face was bloodied, his clothes were tattered and torn. The way he looked at Ning Tao was filled with a tinge of resentment.

The stone-constructed altar had vanished. A giant urn appeared. It was entirely pale green, made of neither gold nor porcelain. There was no wind in this cave, yet it seemed like it was being blown by the wind, making a howling noise non-stop. It was like it had contained tens of thousands of lost souls crying miserably, cursing everything in existence!

Bai Sheng stood next to the giant urn, the bluish, ghastly ghost fire burning behind him. A pale green demonic aura danced around the giant urn.

“Soul-devouring Urn!” Yin Molan shouted.

Bai Sheng said ominously, “Little did I expect that a country b.u.mpkin of a fighting demon like you would actually know about the Soul-devouring Urn.”

Yin Molan propped himself up with an arm, “Soul-devouring Urn, ranked number ten among the top ten evil magic tools. I do not know of its origins, but I know about its qualities. It possesses a colossal amount of resentment in which it produces the ghost fires of the deepest circle of h.e.l.l. It does not only devour people, but also souls. The more it devours, the stronger it becomes. This thing is a heresy, it is everything against what the world stands for, yet you're actually cultivating with it!”

“The world?” Bai Sheng yelled in rage all of a sudden, “The world and I will never coexist! And as for you all, you must all die!”