novelraw Chapter 78 : This Is Not So Kind
Chapter 78 : This Is Not So Kind
Chapter 78: This Is Not So Kind
【It was simply too kind. Too kind—far too kind.】
Seeing Li Tianwei completely transform the Scripture of Supreme Virtue and Radiant Purity, radiating an awe-inspiring aura from head to toe, the System could guarantee that anyone with an unsteady Dao Heart, upon facing him, would most likely surrender themselves to him immediately.
And this—was still called “kindness”?
If others had to be kind to him just because he was kind to them, wasn’t that essentially turning oneself into a sort of brainwashing cult? Cleansing all beings, washing every creature’s mind clean—and with that radiating might accompanying it—
The System could no longer imagine the consequences at this point.
As for Li Tianwei, after sensing that the Scripture of Supreme Virtue and Radiant Purity had been successfully cultivated, he took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.
Immediately, that pure and immaculate aura around him withdrew completely, not leaving behind the slightest ripple or disturbance.
The Book Spirit, who had nearly thrown itself into Li Tianwei’s arms just moments ago, was now entirely clear-headed again.
Remembering that earlier sensation, it looked at Li Tianwei with an indescribably strange expression.
“This thing isn’t bad—it fits my temperament perfectly.
It’s truly virtuous!”
Li Tianwei felt that the modified Scripture of Supreme Virtue and Radiant Purity now suited his own nature completely.
It was a wonderful feeling.
“Let’s test its effect, shall we?”
He thought so.
Then, Li Tianwei looked toward the Saint Soul Banner beside him.
Inside it were plenty of test subjects.
Using these extremely wicked and evil Demonic Cultivators as experiments—for the sake of the world’s beauty and virtue—surely they would be willing.
After all, this was accumulating merit; how could they possibly refuse?
But the souls of those Demonic Cultivators inside the Saint Soul Banner had no idea what awaited them.
It couldn’t possibly be worse than now, could it? After all, within the Saint Soul Banner, Li Tianwei was constantly refining their souls without pause.
And “refining” meant thoroughly stimulating these evil spirits and vengeful ghosts’ powers.
Therefore—he could only torment them, employing every form of torture imaginable from the Eighteenth Level of Hell.
Since Elder Xie Ku had previously used the souls of nearly ten thousand innocent people for refinement, Li Tianwei had those same souls refine the various evil souls within the banner in return.
Thus, when Li Tianwei opened the Saint Soul Banner, a chorus of ghostly screams echoed out.
Whipping, torture, unending shrieks of agony filled the air.
Li Tianwei, however, acted as though he heard nothing, calmly observing the state of the evil souls within the banner.
In his eyes, these souls were all contributing—for merit.
Offering their strength to cleanse their own sins.
Surely, they were willing.
If anyone doubted it, Li Tianwei guaranteed he could let them ask these souls themselves whether they were willing or not.
No one would refuse such a good deed.
As Li Tianwei’s gaze swept across the banner, the evil souls within trembled involuntarily.
They already had an ominous premonition.
After spending time inside the Saint Soul Banner, these Demonic Cultivators had come to understand what “worse than death” truly meant.
They fully experienced the burning torment of the innocent souls they had once tortured.
Li Tianwei’s methods were even more ruthless.
The Resentment of Heaven and Earth, all manner of negative thoughts—he could control them effortlessly.
Even when manipulating countless evil souls and ghostly spirits, he remained entirely unaffected, commanding them with ease.
As Demonic Cultivators, many of them had refined Ten-Thousand-Soul Banners or Evil Soul Banners before.
Though the more souls one refined, the stronger such banners became, they also grew dangerously unstable—the swelling resentment within could easily cause the refiner to lose control.
Even Elder Xie Ku, who had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, had refined merely ten thousand evil souls and vengeful ghosts before nearing his limit.
Yet Li Tianwei felt no fear at all—his will was unshakably firm.
Even with all the Demonic Cultivators of Panshan City imprisoned here, he could still manipulate them as easily as moving his arm.
After surveying the banner briefly, Li Tianwei casually selected a few evil souls.
The chosen ones trembled violently, too terrified to look directly at him.
Li Tianwei ignored their fear.
What he wanted now was to test the Scripture of Supreme Virtue and Radiant Purity he had modified.
“Scripture of Supreme Virtue and Radiant Purity.”
He murmured softly, and immediately activated the scripture.
From between his brows, a three-petaled circular fan slowly unfurled.
At once, an immaculate aura surged out from behind him like a divine gale.
At that moment, Li Tianwei appeared as though a savior descended from the heavens—a halo of circular radiance shining behind him, his body ringed by the supreme righteous law.
With just a trace of his aura revealed, the terrified evil souls lost all fear.
They gazed upward, eyes filled with purity.
The resentment and evil energy within them melted away, leaving only untainted clarity—clarity so pure it reached an extreme.
Their gazes brimmed with yearning and serenity, as though nothing in the world mattered anymore.
They wished only to become part of that supreme righteous law, offering everything they had.
“I was wrong. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“My soul is tainted! I didn’t realize how vile I was in life—too wicked! Please, punish me as I deserve!”
“I was wrong—so wrong! I shouldn’t have been that way… I want to be a good person…”
They fell to their knees, denouncing themselves, while some even began their own redemption—purifying their souls through self-inflicted repentance.
The entire world seemed to turn pure white—so serene, so beautiful, so spotless.
Just as Li Tianwei had envisioned—by showing kindness to others, every demon and evil spirit, every stain of the heart, was rendered powerless beneath his righteous law, all impurities washed away.
How virtuous this moment was!
Letting these sinners be purified, unable to hide from his righteousness—this was true cleansing.
This power felt absolutely right.
Perfect.
Li Tianwei thought himself truly good—too good, in fact.
With this, he could purify every evil soul within the Saint Soul Banner, let them repent, suffer, and redeem themselves, all for the sake of merit.
“Not bad.”
“This radiating method is practically perfect.”
Watching the Demonic Cultivators kneel, witnessing them confront their own sins, mutilate themselves in repentance, and experience a trace of bliss—
“No, there’s still a problem. Doesn’t this mean their pain becomes their redemption?”
“Right, I need to return their rationality. Then it’ll be perfect.”
At once, Li Tianwei realized the flaw in what seemed to be the perfect Scripture of Supreme Virtue and Radiant Purity.
He stepped forward, pointing between the brows of the self-tormenting evil souls.
The ones who had just been blissfully immersed in redemption suddenly regained a flicker of their demonic nature—and immediately began to scream in agony.
Their previous ecstasy vanished, their demonic instincts returned.
“No—what’s happening to me? I’m torturing myself!”
“Ahhhh! It hurts! Let my soul be destroyed! Why can’t I stop myself?!”
“It’s unbearable—but this is right! This is how I should be treated!”
Rationality restored, they now struggled between sanctity and corruption—restraining evil with virtue.
Yes, this was how it should be.
Those burdened with sin—how could they possibly enjoy the beauty of redemption through self-redemption alone?
This was not kindness.
And so Li Tianwei improved it once more—at this moment, the Scripture of Supreme Virtue and Radiant Purity approached perfection.