The wine jar was half buried underground, the bones and blood of living people fused together inside it, with only handsome faces exposed. "Taboo Gods are terrifying, but you don't need to worry too much. Normally, they don't wander around. They seem to be keeping something suppressed."
"Standing guard?"
"Yes. So as long as you don't provoke them, they won't bring disaster down on you for no reason." The man had ulterior motives, and there was no telling which of his words were true or false. Hearing Gao Ming's footsteps draw closer, he gave a faint smile. "In a sense, the Filling Method I acquired imitates the divine spirits inside shrines. It uses the flesh as a clay vessel and refines human souls into divinity. Spending more time around gods and ghosts is beneficial. That's why I chose to come to the Xi Residence as one of the Nightfolk."
"I have no reason to lie to you. We're both Testers who came in from outside. Strictly speaking, we're the ones in the same boat." The man carefully controlled the pace of his speech. "You came to take the test, so you must be after a Transformation Method. Even if you're more compatible with another method, Organ Installation can still help make up for your shortcomings and let you adapt better to the nightmare."
Using living human flesh as the clay vessel for a divine statue—the Filling Method reminded Gao Ming of the Unclaimed Shrine Zhang Mingli had given him. Combining the two might really create a complete god.
"Let's take another step back. You must have your own reasons for sneaking into the Xi Residence. My brothers and I have spent countless nights with Madam Xi. Whatever answers you're looking for, we have them." The man's features were delicate and