Chaos Soul Devouring Pagoda

The blazing nether flames wrapped around her tiny body in an instant. The agony of having one's soul burned by nether flames had always been considered one of the most unbearable tortures in the world of cultivation. Though this little artifact spirit had existed for an exceedingly long time, her mindset was still that of a young girl.

She had been utterly resolute in her refusal to cooperate, but when faced with the true arrival of her doom, she panicked. No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't understand: she was so important to the Chaos Pagoda, so how could this bastard surnamed Lei actually dare to kill her? There was no time left to think. The agonizing pain burrowing deep into her soul was more than she could endure.

Moreover, every living being with intelligence instinctively resisted and feared death. Amid her screams, she saw the disdainful sneer at the corner of Lei Dong's mouth. At last, with her not-insignificant intelligence, she understood that Lei Dong truly intended to kill her.

No matter how important she was, he no longer cared. Faced with certain death, all her psychological defenses crumbled in an instant. Ever since she had been created and gained intelligence, she hadn't yet truly experienced or come to know this world. Was she really going to die just like that? She was unwilling—so unwilling!

"P-please, I beg you..."

The little artifact spirit's faint but clear plea reached Lei Dong's ears.

"What?" Lei Dong furrowed his brow. "I can't hear you."

"Please, don't kill me."

"Not kill you?" Lei Dong sneered. "First, you refuse to cooperate, so you're of no use to me. Second, you're always trying to control the Chaos Pagoda so you can oppose me. For a being like you, if I don't kill you,