Lacking a Merciful Soul, Come Die Once!

It was neither Dream Entry nor a hallucination.

When Shuhang read aloud this volume of "High Monk's Ascetic Diary," he personally felt the suffering the eminent monk endured during his ascetic practices.

The biting cold of walking barefoot on the icy snow while wearing only thin linen clothes, coupled with hunger and cold... the cultivator's pride in their cold resistance was completely useless at this moment.

The suffering endured by the high monk during his High Monk's Ascetic Diary directly affected Song Shuhang, ignoring his magical and physical defenses.

Song Shuhang's face was blue from the cold, his lips were purple, and the soles of his feet felt like they were about to crack from the cold.

"Shuhang?" When Senior Sister Ye saw that Song Shuhang was not in a good condition, she immediately cast Healing Spell Shuhang him.

However, the Healing Spell had no effect whatsoever, because Song Shuhang's body was not injured.

This "High Monk's Ascetic Diary" was indeed haunted; strange things happened when it was read aloud. Song Shuhang immediately stopped reciting the "High Monk's Ascetic Diary." If he couldn't afford to offend it, he could at least avoid it! He simply wouldn't read it!

But... something strange happened.

Shuhang's voice had stopped, but in the void, another voice was still loudly reciting the diary.

That voice was exactly the same as Song Shuhang's voice.

Song Shuhang quickly covered his mouth—Holy crap, how is that possible? My mouth wasn't moving at all!

Where is that sound coming from? From my nostrils or my anus?

Senior Sister Ye seemed to be deep in thought, and said, "The 'Automatic Chant Continuation' technique of Primordial Shamanic Sorcery incantations? Shuhang, you probably haven't mastered such a profound technique, have you?"

Song Shuhang shook his head vigorously.

Furthermore, Automatic Chant Continuation technique? In other words, he only reads the beginning, and the entire "High Monk's Ascetic Diary" automatically finishes reading?

Song Shuhang felt very sad.

This is blatant cheating—isn't this forcing him to endure one kind of suffering after another, just like the high monk in the book?

Senior Sister Ye frowned and said, "It seems that this 'Automatic Chant Continuation' is a trap hidden in the <High Monk's Ascetic Diary Shuhang. When you started reciting this diary... your internal energy probably entered the 'chanting incantation' mode without you even realizing it. Think back, doesn't it feel like something is wrong?"

--There's something Senior Sister Ye hasn't had a chance to mention yet. Automatic Chant Continuation is a technique similar to magic. Song Shuhang has just experienced it firsthand, and if he's lucky, he might be able to master this kind of technique-based magic in the future. Although, this technique isn't very useful for cultivators. After all, cultivators are different from Ancient Shamans; they don't chant many long spells.

"It's very cold, just like the high monk in the diary, seemingly walking barefoot in the freezing snow," Song Shuhang said with a wry smile.

"This is really troublesome." Senior Sister Ye immediately became worried—because she remembered that the ending of <The High Monk's Ascetic Diary> was the 'death' of that ascetic monk.

Thinking of this, Senior Sister Ye immediately began to use her sword as a brush, rapidly drawing on the ground. She had to interrupt the 'Automatic Chant Continuation' in the void, otherwise Song Shuhang might be in mortal danger.

Seeing Senior Sister Ye's nervous appearance, Song Shuhang sighed. He also thought of the high monk whose life ended in 'death'.

Does he have to die again?

As he was pondering this, the chill on his body suddenly vanished... followed by an indescribable heat. It was as if he were walking in a desert, the soles of his feet going from extreme cold to scalding hot enough to cook a person alive.

Shuhang felt like he was the little duckling in the forbidden China dish 'Roasted Duck Feet'—[A live duck is placed on a slightly heated iron plate, which is then heated. Because of the heat, the duck walks around on the plate, eventually starting to jump. Finally, the duck feet are cooked, but the duck is still alive. The feet are cut off, plated, and served; the rest of the duck is used for other purposes.]

Shuhang's feet were burning painfully, feeling like they were about to be cooked. In a few more minutes, would his feet be so hot they'd be ready to be cut off and eaten? Damn it!

"Is this a desert?" Is torturing people really that fun?

The author of "High Monk's Ascetic Diary" was definitely a sadist.

Before Song Shuhang could even adjust to the intense heat beneath his feet, the next moment, his feet felt like they were being cut by razor blades—it was a chaotic forest of rocks.

Waves of excruciating pain!

Damn it, where did this hobby of 'ascetics' walking barefoot come from? That wicked barefoot asceticism!

Song Shuhang gritted his teeth inwardly. Relying on his memory, after the Blade's Edge Stone Forest... he was poisoned, wasn't he?

Oh no, I suddenly feel like I have no will to live.

They're here, they're here.

The feeling of being poisoned, a mixed state of poisoning that seems to be both ingesting the wrong poison and being bitten by a poisonous insect.

It's so painful, he's having trouble breathing, like he has a fever of over 40 degrees Celsius! The air he's breathing feels like it's mixed with sand, damaging his respiratory tract.

Song Shuhang let out a desperate groan.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Senior Sister Ye had tried several methods, but none of them could break the 'Automatic Chant Continuation' ability.

As a prized skill of Ancient Shamans, the Automatic Chant Continuation is a divine skill that ensures the incantation will continue chanting even if the caster is forcibly interrupted halfway through! It's not easy to interrupt it in a short time.

When Senior Sister Ye saw Song Shuhang, whose face had turned pale and who was foaming at the mouth, she couldn't help but burst into tears, sobbing, "Waaah!"

Song Shuhang opened his mouth, but couldn't even utter a word of comfort.

After the deadly poison, comes the agonizing torment of being battered by waves, buried alive in sandstorms, and struck by lightning.

And then... all the way to the very end.

The final chapter, is it death?

At that moment, a neutral, heavy voice rang in Song Shuhang's ears.

[Souls drowning in sin, devoid of compassion, come and die!]

Song Shuhang finally understood: had he inadvertently triggered a trap within the diary because he hadn't read it with 'compassion'?

Are you crazy?!

Your diary is atrocious; the author's obvious pleasure is evident throughout. How am I supposed to be merciful?!

That's asking too much of anyone.

Moreover, Song Shuhang felt that while reading "The High Monk's Ascetic Diary," he had vaguely found some of the knack for cultivating compassion.

If given another chance, he would surely be able to read the diary with a compassionate heart. But he didn't have a second chance.

But now, whether Song Shuhang is depressed or going crazy,

The feeling of death descended upon Song Shuhang.

He felt as if he were locked in a dark room.

He felt his bones being buried in the soil and beginning to rot.

Finally, he died...

Even the bones have rotted in the soil.

He used his own life as the end of his ascetic practice.

His soul, however, was elevated!

Finally, everything went black before Song Shuhang's eyes, and he lost control of his body.

Is this what death feels like?