To Hell with the Death God Ritual

Walking towards Huang Lingheng's room, Shen Hui asked Leng Zimeng a question on the way.

What is your relationship with Huang Lingheng?

Hearing Shen Hui's question, Leng Zimeng paused for a moment before speaking:

He and I are siblings.

Leng Zimeng seemed to know what Shen Hui and the others would ask, and immediately added a sentence.

"I'm not their biological child; I was adopted."

Her expression was somewhat gloomy, as if she had a bad past.

However, Shen Hui had no interest in asking the other person about their childhood.

"Where is this place? And who are you?"

This is our organization's private hospital; you may not have heard of our organization.

"We are a hidden underground organization called Night."

Leng Zimeng recounted everything, but as she said, Shen Hui had never heard of such an organization.

Various organizations and forces have emerged one after another, and it's unlikely that any of them are particularly powerful, so Shen Hui didn't pay much attention to them.

However, Zhiyue was standing nearby, added, "This is comparable to the power of those major families you know."

Upon hearing this, Shen Hui subconsciously responded with an "oh".

"Don't be skeptical. The powerful families you know might not be that strong. There are many other organizations hidden underground."

You should know about the organization Qingxue belongs to, right?

Zhiyue knew Shen Hui's situation very well, including those who were acquainted with him.

Shen Hui wasn't surprised; his outward identity had already been thoroughly investigated.

Otherwise, the people of the Giant God Cult wouldn't have known so much.

"Of course I know. Qingxue told me before that she's in an adventurer group called Starry Night."

Shen Hui suddenly thought of the name Starry Night, which seemed to be related to the night.

"Is Starry Night simply night?"

"That's correct, but not entirely. Let Leng Zimeng explain."

Zhiyue clearly understood, but Leng Zimeng knew even more clearly.

Leng Zimeng continued, "There are many branches under the night sky, and Starry Night is just one of them."

"The branch that Huang Lingheng and I belong to is called Hong Ye, or you could say that these branches make up Night."

"The leader of Night Organization is Huang Lingheng's grandfather."

Upon hearing this, Shen Hui was taken aback, not expecting it to be another person with a powerful background.

We don't know what Huang Lingheng looks like now, but we can only guess that he's not much better.

Wouldn't that mean I'd become an enemy of yet another power?

Just as Shen Hui was contemplating whether he should strike first and take advantage of their weakened state to scatter Huang Lingheng and Leng Zimeng's ashes,

Leng Zimeng sensed a chilling hostility emanating from Shen Hui, and involuntarily shivered before quickly speaking:

"Nothing will happen. Nobody knows anything about our identity Tarot Club, or what happened yesterday."

"And even if Huang Lingheng dies, the Lord of Night, who is also his grandfather, won't care."

Leng Zimeng didn't seem to be lying, so Shen Hui lowered his hostility.

"Then why did you contact me? We don't have any connection whatsoever."

"We... we mean no harm, we just want to help you complete the ritual."

"Because Huang Lingheng needs even greater power."

Leng Zimeng explained.

Shen Hui snorted coldly, "Hmph, what does this have to do with me?"

Shen Hui realized that Huang Lingheng was only trying to provoke him and didn't actually intend to destroy the Death World.

However, this is still unforgivable.

"Because with each new member gathered in the Tarot Club, the power and influence of the remaining members increases."

That's why Huang Lingheng decided to take the initiative to contact you.

Hearing Leng Zimeng's words, Shen Hui looked at Zhiyue, and she nodded.

"That's right, the powers of Tarot Club members are not complete."

"Even the powers possessed by some special Tarot positions are limited."

Shen Hui gradually became less resistant to the Tarot Club, and even developed a sense of curiosity, since it offered the opportunity to gain extra powerful abilities.

But I'm still slightly annoyed, especially if another member of the Tarot Club wants to improve their skills.

Wouldn't they come looking for me again? What would that make me then?

However, this involves the most crucial point, and also the thing Shen Hui is most curious about.

Shen Hui stopped and looked at Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng seriously, asking:

What exactly is this ritual you're talking about?

Zhiyue replied, "Every member of the Tarot Club is different. For example, my eleventh position, the Ritual of Justice, is about upholding the Justice in my heart."

Shen Hui keenly grasped the special meaning in Zhiyue's words.

"The Justice in your heart..."

Zhiyue raised her head, revealing a confident smile like that of a friendly older sister next door.

"What, you doubt my values? My values are just as upright as my looks."

Infected by Zhiyue's smile, Shen Hui couldn't help but smile as well.

That's true, otherwise she wouldn't have helped me. At least, she's not a bad person.

Shen Hui looked at Leng Zimeng: "Where is your twenty-first world?"

Leng Zimeng then spoke up, "My situation is rather special. Right now, the ritual is my Creation World, but the powers I can use are not as strong as the other members."

Listening to their ritual, Shen Hui felt it wasn't too difficult.

That one's own...

"So what is my ritual? The thirteenth position, the Death God."

After Shen Hui asked the question, Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng looked at each other, their answers not as straightforward as before.

As before, they didn't want to answer the question.

But this time, Shen Hui was determined to get to the bottom of things, and his aura suddenly surged.

"Since I am chosen by Death God, I think it is necessary for me to know."

Zhiyue hesitated for a moment.

It's not that we don't want to tell you...

Seeing the determined look in Shen Hui's eyes, he finally sighed.

"Okay, your ritual is actually very simple, but it's also the most difficult."

"Death has plunged the entire city into death, claiming at least tens of millions of lives..."

"It cannot be life from the Creation World; it must be life from the world we inhabit..."

As Zhiyue recounted her ritual, Shen Hui's expression changed.

Finally, with an uncertain tone, he asked, "Are you sure?"

"Of course, that's why I don't want to tell you. Even if you knew, could you actually accomplish it?"

Shen Hui instantly felt that his ritual was utterly absurd compared to theirs.

This is absolutely absurd!

"How is this possible!... How is this possible..."

Shen Hui's originally firm tone suddenly softened, becoming less decisive.

After thinking about it, I realized that I... might actually possess that ability.

Is this why the Fool chose himself?

Screw the rituals, I'm better off without this position of Death God!

Shen Hui stopped thinking about it; it was better not to know after all.

Seeing Shen Hui's excited expression, Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng stopped mentioning it.

That's what they think too.

Especially Leng Zimeng, she and Huang Lingheng wanted Shen Hui to complete the ritual while he was out of control.

Although it was not certain that it could be completed, it was not actually completed.

But since the starting point is the same, bringing it up again would be tantamount to courting disaster.

The three arrived at the corridor of Huang Lingheng's ward, but before they got close...

I could feel that the temperature here was much lower than in other places.