【According to our station’s report, at 4 a.m. today, police in the suburbs of X City arrested a perverted serial killer in an abandoned house.】
【The suspect, Wu, employed extremely cruel methods. In a shocking crime, he kidnapped the family of famous entrepreneur Hao Liguo.】
【He buried Hao’s wife and daughter alive in coffins, and poured cement over the coffin lid holding Mr. Hao.】
【When police arrived, this monstrous criminal was actually sitting right by the freshly poured cement, eating a boxed meal, his arrogance outrageous!】
【After police interrogation, Wu confessed without denial. He has now been arrested according to law.】
【Mr. Hao died on the spot from being sealed in the cement too long, while his wife and daughter were rescued and sent to X City First Hospital…】
【Justice may be delayed, but it will never be absent.】
News outlets everywhere covered this brutal serial murder case.
It was rumored that this killer hadn’t acted just this once— he might be tied to two other murder cases!
Some netizens, eager for drama, even joked about a “Jack the Ripper of Longguo.”
Of course, such hellish jokes were quickly condemned by righteous voices online.
And at this moment…
The man, hands and feet shackled, even with a muzzle over his mouth, sat calmly in his seat.
These restraints weren’t to stop him from escaping, but to keep him from committing suicide on the spot— something that would severely damage the police’s reputation and credibility.
Such a demon must be judged under the eyes of all!
“The court declares: The defendant Wu, having voluntarily confessed, is guilty of intentional homicide and serial murder. Sentenced to death, to be carried out immediately!”
Hearing these words, the bound man slowly lowered his head, but the corners of his mouth… lifted slightly.
Whoosh!
Just as the judge raised his gavel…about to bring it down—
Bang!!
The courtroom doors were suddenly flung open!
“Wait… wait a second!”
A young officer in uniform rushed in, ignoring the older officers trying to hold him back!
Everyone’s eyes turned to this young officer— including the “demon” standing at the defendant’s stand.
He recognized this rookie cop.
He’d been one of the detectives who arrested him…
At the time, the kid’s hands had trembled a bit while holding the gun, rather cute actually.
Clatter!!
The next second, the young officer held up an old newspaper.
It was the very same paper that had been on the table that day— a report on the forced demolition tragedy at No. 2 Dong Hutong, XX County!
“I think this case still has—”
“Ah~ ah~ could you people hurry up? I mean…is this what you call the execution of justice? So inefficient!”
Before the young officer could finish, the demon on the stand was the first to speak.
His tone was arrogant to the extreme, eyes sweeping mockingly over everyone present— including the judge—finally settling on the young officer.
“You…why’d you bring that random newspaper I used to wipe my mouth before? Are you out of your mind?”
“Eh?”
The young officer froze, only to be dragged out by the older detective still pulling at him.
“Hey! I told you already! This is real life, not some drama. Where’s all that tangled love and hate coming from?”
“Mm…but…did I really get it wrong…”
The young officer muttered, distracted, not noticing that the older detective pulling him along actually gave a subtle nod toward the demon on the stand.
A faint gratitude in his eyes.
The demon only smiled slightly, saying nothing more.
At least…in this world…there still exists pure justice, doesn’t there?
How wonderful~
To see something like that right before death…
The demon slowly closed his eyes.
Then came the judge’s furious sentence and the gavel crashing down hard!
Bang!!
【Breaking: Miss Hao Ai’ai, daughter of Mr. Hao, was declared dead at X City Hospital due to insufficient oxygen to the brain.】
Click!
Bullet loaded, taking aim…
Tatt!!
The execution…seemed like nothing at all.
He didn’t even feel pain…just fell into darkness.
Wu Qiu’an thought to himself…
His name was Wu Qiu’an.
When he was young, a fortune teller said his life would be entangled in vengeance, that only by fighting poison with poison could he find peace.
So his family name Wu became Wu, the second character Qiu meant vengeance, and the third An meant peace— interpreted as “no grievances, no vengeance, a lifetime of peace.”
Unfortunately, maybe that fortune teller was a fraud.
He still spent his life chasing that character “vengeance.”
Vaguely…
He saw blurry figures ahead.
It seemed to be his father, mother, younger sister, and grandmother— all as they looked back then, waving at him, calling him over.
So…this was the underworld?
Ah…finally, he could reunite with them?
Whoosh—!
He took a deep breath, composed his expression, then instinctively reached out and grabbed!
Only to suddenly feel…something soft.
He reflexively squeezed.
It was warm, springy— not too large, about the size of his hand?
It felt just like…sticking your hand out of the window of a car going sixty miles an hour, feeling the resistance of the wind…
Hm.
No, that’s not quite right—there were also things like chains above, and a cold, icy sensation… was this glass?
【Have you touched enough?】
The very next second, a soft whisper drifted down from above, sounding like bells echoing through a tranquil cathedral.
Beautiful—so beautiful it carried a solemn, sacred aura that seemed inviolable.
Whoosh—!
Before the man could respond, a faint golden light burst above his head!
It was like the last rays of sunset streaming into an ancient ruin.
Beneath a solemn goddess statue, a knight gently cradled the tip of her foot, bowed his head, and pressed a kiss that marked the end of a tale.
Except, the man was no knight.
And the goddess…was no statue.
Yes, this was precisely the scene.
In his hand, he was holding a fair, bare foot, adorned only with a golden anklet.
Looking upward, there was a black-and-white throne whose back stretched all the way into the heavens, vanishing from sight.
And seated upon that throne, the owner of that foot rested her chin on one hand, while the other hand tapped the armrest lightly.
A veil like shattered starlight covered her face, and her long, smooth white hair cascaded down, save for a single lock of black hair amid her bangs.
Most striking of all were the three black-and-white halos above her head—one large, two small.
It really did seem…like she was a goddess.
The scene before “you” was clearly so shocking that the man could hardly believe it.
Was this…
Meng Po?
Or an angel?
Hiss…
Wasn’t he judged back in Longguo (China)?
Did the underworld start hiring foreign staff now?
Black and white colors, halos over the head…was this some Sino-American co-production?
Never heard of it…
Countless thoughts exploded through his mind, but the very next instant—
Bang!
“Ugh!”
Still subconsciously gripping that delicate foot, the man was kicked to the ground by the goddess.
【I ask… have you touched enough?】
With a slow breath, the goddess’s eyes fluttered open…her left eye was pure white, her right eye pure black, like the very essence of yin and yang.
“S-sorry.”
The man hurriedly rose and apologized, instantly feeling a kind of suppression that seemed to seize his soul.
【Your name is… Wu Chou’an, hmm~ I must say, you are truly scum.】
The black-and-white goddess lightly moved her left hand, tracing something in the air.
As if reading invisible words, her eyes suddenly filled with disgust.
【Your entire life…was drenched in sin and slaughter. It’s as if you were born solely to kill.
At sixteen, you murdered for the first time at a secluded tourist spot, an entire family of three, staged to look like an accident. At twenty-one, you killed again—this time just one man, but again, you evaded capture…And then, your last act, right before your death: you murdered a philanthropist who had just donated a billion yuan, and left his wife and daughter alive…hmm! Truly heinous. Heinous beyond words!】
【How could someone like you even be eligible for reincarnation?】
The goddess’s brow twitched slightly, her tone touched with disbelief.
Then she muttered softly to herself.
【Although it’s hard to understand…you must surely be the vilest of the vile.】
“……”
As her long list of words fell, Wu Chou’an remained silent.
Yes, this was the evil he had committed.
Because his entire family had been buried alive under rubble, he wanted the other man’s family to experience it too—being buried alive.
He didn’t know whether the wife and daughter were innocent.
He only remembered a line from a movie that went something like this: “Why is your son plump and healthy, while mine is dead?”
The other man had traded Wu’s entire family’s lives for wealth and privilege—his wife lived as a pampered lady, his daughter as a richly adorned heiress.
But what about Wu’s sister?
His parents?
His grandmother?
They were all dead.
He had tried seeking help through official channels, but…heh.
Since he had already committed acts worthy of a “notorious serial murder case,” it proved that… such efforts were completely useless.
If no one could give him an explanation, he would have to search for one himself…
The road was dark, but he was lucky enough to become the blade-wielder within that darkness.
Wu Chou’an remained silent.
He did not justify himself, nor did he wish to debate whether revenge was right or wrong.
He had spent his whole life on this path.
In the end, he was caught, and a bullet sent him here…to continue facing judgment.
So what would it be?
Hell, to endure countless tortures?
【Hm~ Perhaps…there’s a place quite suited to scum like you~】
Apparently oblivious to Wu Chou’an’s thoughts—or perhaps simply not caring—the black-and-white goddess chuckled lightly.
Gulp.
【The worst world suits someone like you. After all, for a villain like you, going to hell… and living out the worst possible life~ is only fitting, isn’t it?】
Seeing that the man did not refute her at all, the goddess suddenly felt a bit bored.
Fine then~ just routine.
She reached out and tapped the air before her.
A semi-transparent screen appeared before Wu Chou’an.
【Broken Holy Sword: Salian】
【Talent-Enhancing Elixir】
【Reveries of the God of Knowledge】
【Choose. As a reincarnator, you must select one of these three items.】
The black-and-white goddess spoke lazily, then muttered under her breath,
【Though they’re all garbage anyway~】
But…the man before her said nothing at all, merely observing the black-and-white goddess with those deep eyes.
And as for this scum’s gaze, the goddess of course didn’t care in the slightest.
【You have ten minutes. If you don’t choose, it will be taken as forfeiting your opportunity.】
“You think that using strangers’ lives to gain wealth, then letting your wife and daughter live in luxury…heh~ if money could be spent like that, without any price…isn’t it all a bit too easy?”
Wu Chou’an spoke slowly, his voice somewhat hoarse.
But clearly, the goddess didn’t understand the meaning behind his words.
She continued to look down from her divine throne with her usual arrogance, until the ten minutes finally passed.
Then she slowly straightened.
【Well then~ time’s up.】
As she spoke, her slender finger pointed at Wu Chou’an, then slowly pressed downward, her mismatched eyes full of disdain and contempt.
【Go on, experience true hell!】
Gurgle…
A marsh as red as blood appeared beneath the man who had stayed silent from the very start, gradually swallowing him up.
Error!
Error!
Error!
But at that very moment—a piercing wail, like an alarm, shrieked through the air!
【Eh……?】
It was obvious that the expression on the black-and-white goddess’s face, once so holy and proud, began to crack, turning into a dazed look completely unfit for her divine image.
【H-How…how could this be! He’s committed multiple murders—how could my judgment possibly be wrong!!】
Error!
Fate loop!
Punishment commencing!
The shrill cries from above still made the scalp tingle.
Crack!
Rumble!!
Tiny fractures began spreading.
As the wails grew ever louder, even that black-and-white throne started to splinter and collapse!
【No way…? The punishment…】
The black-and-white goddess, who had a regal, statuesque figure—standing nearly 1.9 meters tall—began to… shrink.
First, she transformed into a petite girl of about 1.6 meters.
Then, gradually…she became a tiny loli, only about 1.2 meters tall.
【N-no…please don’t!!!】
This time, her words no longer carried that sacred, aloof tone.
Instead, they sounded soft and childish, almost babyish.
It seemed her power was being stripped away, bit by bit.
Meanwhile, Wu Chou’an, who had remained silent all along, finally showed a change in expression…
Because in that instant, he suddenly thought of something far more interesting than simply being cast into hell.
His eyes narrowed slightly, gleaming dangerously.
As for the little loli goddess in black and white—staring at her shattered divine throne—she seemed utterly flustered, consumed by desperation and disbelief!
Completely…unaware of what was happening behind her.
Smack!
The very next moment, the little goddess suddenly felt a hand clasp around her ankle.
The sensation was…oddly familiar.
She stiffly turned her head, looking at the man who was now more than halfway swallowed by the scarlet mire.
At this moment, there was actually a faint smile on his face.
“Hell, you say…? Well then, dear goddess—why don’t you come along and experience it for yourself~”
“Impudent!! I am the goddess who governs the dead! The guardian of the boundary between black and white, the great— huh?! Let me go! Ah—!! L-let go of me!! I… I admit it, I was wrong just now! Don’t do this… don’t do this, eeeek—!!!”
Gurgle, gurgle…
The scarlet mire completely devoured Wu Chou’an.
And the so-called great goddess of death, who he had grabbed hold of, was dragged down along with him—her struggles growing ever weaker—until she too slowly sank into the earth…
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