After accepting the mission, Harvey didn't take Qi Fei to carry it out right away.
Instead, he dragged Qi Fei around Huafeng Prefecture.
Harvey said this was Qi Fei's first time in Hell, so he ought to get a good feel for Hell's local customs and culture.
But honestly, Qi Fei would rather find somewhere to sit and cultivate, or just wander around the three castles.
Because the entertainment options in Hell were really quite boring.
It wasn't that there weren't many kinds.
There were actually quite a few.
But when you got down to it, it was all sex and gambling. There were no drugs only because there was no "drug" that could affect divine-level powerhouses.
Perhaps some experts skilled in souls could make something similar.
Yet even if you multiplied that thing's effects tenfold, it still couldn't beat Soul Gold Beads.
What was inside Soul Gold Beads was genuine Soul Essence.
Easy to make (even Low-Gods of the Death Style could refine them);
Plentiful ingredients (Saint Realm inhabitants of the Supreme Plane were as common as stray dogs on the roadside);
Powerful effects (no living being could resist the feeling of having their soul nourished).
How could anything else compete?
What's more, Soul Gold Beads had a self-correcting mechanism.
Using Soul Gold Beads strengthened the soul, and one's willpower and intelligence rose along with it.
And because Hongmeng had set an upper limit for each level of soul,
Soul Gold Beads became far less tempting to people who consumed too many.
Even if someone really got addicted, they would suddenly quit after taking enough, clear their head, and start working to grow stronger.
In a sense, Soul Gold Beads were the best and worst kind of "drug."
Qi Fei now understood why recordings of powerful fighters battling were