Chapter 731: The Butcher’s Belief

One thousand celestial prisoners were simultaneously sent into the fifth layer of the Immortal Prison’s skill extraction space. They were all in a state of apparent death, completely devoid of consciousness, and could only be awakened through special methods.

However, Su Che would not give them another chance to wake up. After all, these were all prisoners who had committed grave crimes. He had promised repeatedly that he would execute them and never let them live.

But considering that these people could make certain contributions to the ruler of this world after entering the Immortal Prison, although their crimes were unforgivable, it was still possible to arrange for them to be reborn in the Immortal Prison world and start anew.

It should be noted that most of them, if they died, would have to endure countless cycles in the animal realm or even be trapped in hell forever…

In any case, no matter how Su Che dealt with them, this group had completely disappeared from the external universe and would never exist again. The concern expressed by Lord Luo about “what if something went wrong” would certainly not happen under Su Che’s care.

The unprecedented skill acquisition operation had already begun. There were already over four hundred major arts, not to mention countless other divine spells.

With one thousand people, there were only slightly over four hundred major arts—this was because many were repetitive, and most were of lower ranks. After all, they were merely celestial beings who had just gained the strength to survive in the immortal realm. Few could comprehend the top hundred major arts.

The reason why only celestial prisoners were chosen, rather than those from other realms, was obvious. Human immortals and earthly immortals had a very superficial understanding of major arts; many didn’t even reach the beginner level and were not considered at all by Su Che. Xuan immortals were far stronger than Su Che, and if they woke up in the Immortal Prison, it might be impossible to control them. Moreover, there were few Xuan immortal prisoners, and given their strength, it would be difficult for the continental guard forces to capture them.

Human and earthly immortals lacked the ability to commit crimes, while Xuan and Golden immortals were hard to catch. Thus, the greatest number of those subjected to extreme punishment on the Immortal Slaying Platform were of the celestial realm.

Repetitive major arts had to be combined to advance to higher-level versions—three beginner arts merged into an intermediate level, and beyond that, there was no further progression. After all, since they were only celestial beings, their understanding of major arts could not be very deep.

It was merely the extraction and integration of various great arts, and it lasted only five days. During these five days, Su Che enjoyed an indescribable pleasure—not just psychological fulfillment and satisfaction, but also the ultimate enjoyment at the soul level, with continuous peaks one after another, almost without pause… It was simply too great!

Lying in the room, Su Che trembled uncontrollably, as if every muscle in his body was spasming, yet he wasn’t aware of how ridiculous his state seemed.

Lao He, whether out of envy or jealousy, muttered from time to time, “That’s extreme pleasure—truly extreme pleasure…”

Fortunately, Su Che’s mental domain already had a capacity to withstand amplification of over a hundred times; otherwise, having over four hundred great arts continuously active within just five days would have surely overwhelmed his human-immortal cultivation, leading to a terrifying collapse of his mental domain.

After the skills were extracted, Su Che, now bearing over four hundred great arts, did not wake up but remained in a comatose sleep, unable to be awakened even by calls.

After five days of continuous “peaks,” even a great immortal who ascended to Emperor Immortal through dual cultivation would likely be left boneless…

After sleeping for three full days, Su Che finally woke up with groans. He tried to speak but felt as if he had no tongue, so he could only think to Lao He, “Excessive pleasure is also a kind of pain.”

Lao He put it even more bluntly, “As a human-immortal, it’s normal for your legs to go weak if a thousand celestial immortals take turns using you.”

Su Che didn’t have the strength to argue further. His thoughts turned to the fifth layer of the Immortal Prison, where those celestial immortal prisoners still floated like zombies in the skill-extraction space. He ordered, “Send them to the sixth layer!”

These celestial immortals were still alive. Though they no longer possessed any divine skills, their cultivation levels remained, and their innate celestial strength was real. This meant they still had value in another sense.

A thousand prisoners entered the sixth layer of the Immortal Prison, neatly arranged in front of the Tree of Fate, ready to face their final judgment: death!

However, the method of execution was different.

“The Tree of Fate—what use can they be to me? Decide for yourself.”

At the moment Su Che gave this order, he still sounded weak. But there was no sympathy or pity for these unforgivable criminals.

Executing prisoners was something that had been done countless times in the Immortal Prison.

Kill if necessary. Showing mercy like a woman can only be labeled as pedantry. Such “great saints” often live in people’s hearts with their reputation for universal love and glorious image, yet in reality, they have long died from the bites of vicious wolves and poisonous snakes. And those wolves and snakes—there was once an opportunity to eradicate them, but out of great compassion, they were released; not long after, even greater compassion led to using one’s own body to feed them… Such noble sentiments, Su Che felt he was not worthy of possessing. Better to be a butcher than to become prey. Chirp chirp chirp chirp… At the base of the Creation Divine Tree, countless roots as thick as arms emerged, like sharp straws, each inserted into the dantian and crown of each immortal prisoner. Gurgling gurgling… Terrifying sucking sounds filled the air. At that moment, even Su Che, who had just embraced the “Butcher Faith” in his heart, felt a chill. “Devouring immortals to cultivate demonic powers! Feng Lin Xian Emperor really predicted this…” Soon after, a thousand milky-white human-shaped fruits appeared on the Creation Divine Tree. Each was over a foot tall, sitting in lotus position with hands forming magic seals, resembling the immortal infants within the bodies of true immortals. These fruits were not only formed using the magic power and spiritual essence of the immortal prisoners but also incorporated life energy, creation energy, pure soul power, origin magic, chaos energy, and more than a dozen other high-level energies, making them superior even to the Seven-Colored Spirit Fruits. “Could they be akin to innate divine fruits?” Su Che guessed secretly. “Next, you’ll have to eat people.” Old Black opened his blood-red mouth, appearing even more evil and ferocious than the Origin Demons in the Immortal-Demon Battlefield. He approached the human-shaped fruits closely, his nostrils flaring. “Hmm, I can still smell a faint human scent.” “Immortal Infant Fruits!” Su Che casually named them, then shifted his attention to the thousand dried corpses lined up on the ground. They were all dead. “Send their souls to the second layer of the Ghost Realm and arrange their reincarnation in the next life…” “If they continue to do evil in the next life, I’ll eat them again!” Boom… With Su Che’s seemingly casual thought, a massive double-door entrance, towering thousands of feet high, appeared out of thin air at the entrance to the second layer of the Ghost Realm. On the left door was carved a branch with tender buds, representing reward and symbolizing new life; on the right door was a grotesque ghost head with a green face, fangs, and a wide-open mouth, representing punishment and symbolizing merciless destruction through devouring.

The laws of reward and punishment in the netherworld have been initially and officially established.
Seeing this, Su Che smiled silently—a smile that was somewhat mysterious and eerie, seemingly containing both the original intention of divine mercy and the unforgiving severity of the great way.
“Come!”
Su Che thought to himself, “Pick a fruit for me to taste; I’m so hungry I can barely stand.”
“Haha!”
Lao He casually plucked a Immortal Infant Fruit and laughed broadly, “Honorable master, you’re not hungry—you’re weak.”
“Whatever!”
Su Che took the fruit from the immortal prison, bit down with a crunch, and chewed the crystal-clear, jade-like fruit into pieces before swallowing it.
If Lan Ling had seen this, she would surely say, “The Origin Demons must bow their heads in defeat! From now on, you’re not allowed to discriminate against us!”
Su Che, lying half-reclined, chewed the Immortal Infant Fruit greedily, looking exactly like a human-shaped demon devouring a baby. The scene was truly demonic.
“In just a moment, I’ve figured it out!”
While his mouth was busy, Su Che also thought to himself, “Right and wrong, good and evil—these must exist in this world, just like all colors must exist.”
“Without mistakes, how can one know what’s right? Without evil, how can people appreciate the value of good? The role of darkness is to make light appear brighter; the role of light is to dispel darkness. Otherwise, what’s the point of light…”
“But contrast is just contrast—one must distinguish between primary and secondary.”
“A healthy world should have contrasts and oppositions, but the most fundamental principles must not be mistaken. One must clearly distinguish between primary and secondary—that is, daylight should last longer than night!”
“Haha, what a simple truth! Right, Lao He?”
“Mm, mm.”
Lao He nodded, merely going along, his gaze fixed on the human-shaped fruit in the tree. Finally, he couldn’t help but lick his lips and say, “I want to try one too. Watching you eat makes me hungry to death.”
“Go ahead.”
Su Che waved his hand, stuffed the last bit of fruit into his mouth, then quickly sat cross-legged and began practicing his high-speed cultivation techniques. For the superhuman effects of the Immortal Infant Fruit had already begun to manifest.
This energy was extremely peculiar—it didn’t flow through the meridians but penetrated the stomach straight to the dantian, acting directly on Su Che’s Immortal Infant.
“Could it be…”
Su Che felt delighted and guessed secretly, “The Immortal Infant Fruit lives up to its name. Was my guess right? Is it indeed used to enhance the Immortal Infant?”

If that’s indeed the case, then the final step of achieving a hundredfold strength enhancement—reinforcing the Immortal Infant—means having found the right method. This has also been what Su Che believed to be the most difficult part to accomplish all along.
Huhuhuhu…
A powerful energy kept flowing continuously into Su Che’s Immortal Infant. It felt as though a master from a celestial realm was sparing no effort to sacrifice himself and transmit his entire lifetime of cultivation skills to his beloved disciple through the sacred transmission method.
The difference is that the sacred transmission method can only forcibly boost someone’s cultivation level, whereas in Su Che’s current state, the very form of the Immortal Infant was undergoing miraculous changes.
It was like a hard yet fragile porcelain vase being endowed with a bit of the malleability characteristic of metal, resulting in subtle changes in its nature.
And this was exactly what Su Che wanted!