My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

The piercing painful wailing continued to emanate, until the Void monster was completely swallowed, even its sound and light lost.

Xue Dili felt the Void power within him soar once more, although it had yet to directly elevate him to A-Class Void, the power of authority seemed fully satisfied and continued to expand.

"Experiment, successful! Plan clear!" Xue Dili fervently wished to don a pair of glasses and hold the frame.

Henceforth, all procedures of the plan were complete, next was to adjust his state to the optimal, then he could kill the Eighth Apostle in one fell swoop!

Merely manipulating its greed, if the Eighth Apostle had no greed.

Even if he became undead, if it retained no greed for him, then Xue Dili’s plan would be ineffective.

Although it was a gamble, for Xue Dili, it was merely becoming undead once more.

The stakes of this gamble were minimal, yet the fruits of victory were immensely rewarding.

The ancients said, ’Go all in’ is wisdom!

Thus, all in!

Let’s see if the Eighth Apostle dares to follow!

...

Meanwhile, within Subspace, an undisclosed hidden area, was the dwelling of the Eighth Apostle, the Undying King.

"Hmm, so a fragment was just thus obliterated?" said a creature seemingly crafted purely from darkness and shadows.

"Let me see, it’s the Witch Demon King I constructed decades ago? I remember that world, a very strong world indeed, a world that could birth Apostle Level creatures without the need for fruits, with many beings infinitely approaching Apostle Level..."

"If it’s that world, under the World Consciousness’s blessing, it might truly birth a character that could thoroughly obliterate my soul fragment."

"But it’s precisely such a world from which the fruits turn out to be incomparably powerful!"

The Eighth Apostle emanated a delighted sound from the amorphous shadow.

The laughter echoed throughout the Subspace, observing from a God’s perspective would reveal that the entire Subspace was now solely this shadow, this shadow enveloped everything, consumed everything, until the Subspace entirely became this distorted, writhing shadow.

This Subspace, was the Eighth Apostle’s true form!

...

Xue Dili exited the Consciousness Space and let Susu have a break.

At the Old Demon Emperor’s hometown for barely less than 4 hours, yet researching the Witch Demon King in the Consciousness Space took an indeterminate amount of time.

Even Susu was exhausted, now already promoted as Xue Dili’s little assistant, upon returning to her dormitory, she immediately collapsed on her bed, falling into a deep sleep.

Xue Dili himself was not much better off, but persevered, now glancing at his phone, murmuring: "Two days have passed?"

Two days...

Conducted nearly a thousand continuous experiments, the Witch Demon King ceased thinking after hundreds, while they continued testing until thoroughly unraveling all secrets of the Witch Demon King.

Thus they could figure out the intelligence of the Eighth Apostle.

He needed some rest, before proceeding to the next step, and this time it wasn’t a plan he could complete alone, needed a companion.

Xue Dili’s first thought was Abdullah Hassan, that one infected with the Cosmos’ most terrifying Void.

This one, if joining the Mist Council, even has the chance to drag most Apostles to Hell.

And the second thought was Earth Mother.

Because on Earth, Xue Dili was absolutely invincible, and if the Eighth Apostle dared battle him here, Xue Dili could show It what being a black hand meant.

What absolute invincibility meant!

As for Senior Hassan, truth be told, Xue Dili wasn’t familiar, but ultimately put into reserve plans.

Xue Dili’s plan was simple, let himself turn into undead, to draw the Eighth Apostle’s attention, meanwhile Xue Dili would gradually increase resistance.

Like fishing, initially let the Eighth Apostle bite, let it progressively raise the stakes, until completely led by the bait at biting, releasing the Void monster at such point.

Let Void, devour everything!

Along with the Eighth Apostle’s soul, and Xue Dili himself.

Because on Earth, and being inherently a "fitter" for Void power, he would certainly endure longer than the Eighth Apostle!

And in essence, he was no longer "human," more fitting "Heroic Spirit" category.

Therefore, Xue Dili felt assured of his safety.

This was an opportunity without any safety risks, to kill an Apostle!

Xue Dili raised his head, gazing at the sky’s sun.

Seeing sunlight spread over the village, it seemed now was morning, the air laced with dewdrops felt particularly pleasant to inhale.

In the village, kids donned red scarves, began packing schoolbags amid their parents’ urging, readying for school.

From the busy street afar, Xue Dili even saw across the neighboring street, the primary school’s entrance packed motorcycles and cars.

If an undead calamity broke out here, what would happen?

In an instant, such an idea sprang up in his mind, but Xue Dili immediately dispelled it.

He wouldn’t allow such a thing to happen, absolutely not!

Any Apostle, any Cosmic Calamity, anything potentially endangering here, he would stifle in the cradle, regardless of any price or risk, he would absolutely not allow any Apostle to dare contaminate this land.

"Apostles...I must eliminate all Apostles..." Xue Dili muttered softly.

As if engraved in his bones and soul, he once thought, one generation endured countless generations’ hardships, to forge this present peaceful world.

And he too, could!

As long as one could eradicate all Apostles, henceforth all Cosmos’ people, wouldn’t die due to these twisted monsters’ greed.

Apostles, should pay for their sins.

...

"Dad!" came Little Dragon Lady’s sudden voice, followed by rocket header-like pain in his chest.

Ribs seemed to emit a wail.

"Eesh... no, no, no..." Xue Dili held his chest, Curse Blood began evaluating, good heavens, truly fractured bones...

He glared speechlessly at his eldest daughter, Little Dragon Lady with an expression like committing a mistake, while Xue Dili still spontaneously ruffled her head.

Indeed, horns grew...if not for the horns her headbutt wouldn’t have such power...

Gave a helpless rub to the eldest daughter’s head, kneading it into a bird’s nest, Xue Dili explained: "In the future, don’t use your head to bump into people’s chest like this, I’m okay, but I fear your other friends being shattered by it..."

The little girl’s face instantly drooped down, but still hurriedly pulled Xue Dili into the house.

Now was still the early hungry time, inside sat three people, one large two small, eating noodles, upon seeing Xue Dili come everyone was happy.

"Teacher, you finally returned, if not Little Spirit Dragon said seeing you, I thought you..." Fafnir immediately set down the noodle bowl, came beside Xue Dili.

And the second daughter merely silently sat on Xue Dili’s shoulder, sticking close.

Aunt watching this scene said: "I’ll fry an egg for you, haven’t had breakfast, right?"

"Mm..." Xue Dili nodded, he smiled, as if all previous fatigue swept away.

A family gathered with painstaking odds, rare assembling together, Xue Dili smiled teasing the two little daughters.

Outside, the weather turning cold, morning’s breath now able to exhale white mist, world still very bad, but home was warm.

After personally putting scarves on Fafnir and Little Dragon Lady, Xue Dili seemingly spoke like an old father: "Fafnir take your sister to the library to read, return early noon, I’ll rest a few hours, will eat normally at noon."

"Mm mm, we’ll go to the library now, dad rest well!" Little Dragon Lady waved her small dinosaur gloves, the two prepared to head to the library for fun.