novelTele Chapter 223 The Awakening of the Corporate Slave: Killing His Wife to Prove His Dao, Breaking an Ete
Chapter 223 The Awakening of the Corporate Slave: Killing His Wife to Prove His Dao, Breaking an Ete
Om-!
The moment Lu Sheng stepped into the formation with his right foot, countless starlight surged forth like a bursting river, instantly engulfing him.
After the light exploded before his eyes, the blinding fluorescent lights, the supervisor's shrill roar, and the incessant clatter of keyboards in the office flooded his senses like a tidal wave.
Everything was terrifyingly real.
"Lu Sheng! This report must be submitted before the end of the workday today! If you don't finish it, you'll be working all night! Do you hear me!" A greasy middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle was pointing at his nose and spitting as he spoke.
Lu Sheng frowned subconsciously, a long-forgotten feeling of disgust welling up in his heart.
He looked down and saw that he was wearing a cheap suit, the cuffs even frayed. His hands were pale and weak, and he could not feel a trace of spiritual energy within his body. The dragon god bloodline that was powerful enough to tear the sky apart had vanished without a trace.
He tried to invoke the system in his mind.
【…】
A dead silence.
A feeling of weakness, as if stripped of all power, and a deep-seated confusion instantly enveloped him.
"I... am back?" Lu Sheng murmured to himself, a hint of disbelief flashing in his eyes.
Time in the illusion flies by at an eerie speed.
One day, one month, one year.
He was like a true corporate slave, working routinely, working overtime, squeezing onto the subway, and eating boxed lunches that cost only a few dollars.
Life was mundane, numb, and devoid of any hope.
Until one day, a gentle and considerate woman appeared in his life.
She would prepare hot meals for him, massage his shoulders when he was tired, and give him the warmest embrace when he was down.
Everything was as beautiful as a dream.
However, deep within Lu Sheng's heart, the primal instinct for killing, honed by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and his extreme thirst for power, remained like a lurking beast, never extinguished by ease.
He would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat, with the roars of floating corpses and the deafening roars of dragons filling his ears.
He picked up the fruit knife on the table to peel the apple, and the cold touch made him feel as if he were holding a Dragon Devouring Spear weighing tens of thousands of pounds.
The mundane life felt like an ill-fitting prison uniform, suffocating him.
Finally, the allure of the illusion began to intensify.
"Honey, I..." The woman, his wife, nestled happily in his arms and handed him a lab report. "I'm pregnant."
Tears welled in her eyes, her voice trembled with sobs, and she gripped Lu Sheng's hand tightly, pleading, "We're about to have a complete family... Please, forget those nightmares, okay? Let's just live a peaceful life together, okay?"
Family ties and responsibilities.
This is the most solid cage that the illusion tries to build for him with the softest emotions.
As long as he nods, as long as he succumbs to this readily available happiness, his will will be completely locked in this void.
Lu Sheng lowered his head, looking at his wife's face, which was full of happiness and anticipation, and at her slightly protruding belly.
His eyes, however, became colder than ten-thousand-year-old ice at this moment.
He thought of Zhou Hai, Zhao Ze, and Li Han, the coward who died protecting Su Li.
He recalled the expectant eyes of the 300,000 survivors on Mount Gongga.
He thought of the phoenix, so proud and arrogant, yet willing to fight alongside him.
The heavy responsibility of those companions who struggled to survive in the apocalypse and entrusted their lives to him was a thousand times more real than this false warmth.
Lu Sheng slowly pulled the fruit knife from the fruit plate.
"Husband, you..." The wife's smile froze.
Lu Ling's voice was devoid of any emotion, as if he were stating a fact.
"My woman will only stand by my side, armed to the teeth, not become an obstacle to me with her tears and family!"
"Are you crazy?!" The wife's face instantly filled with terror. She cried out and backed away, "I'm your wife! I'm pregnant with your child!"
"It's fake." Lu Sheng sneered, his figure moving as fast as a ghost.
Even when he was just an ordinary person, he was a well-known fighting expert in the company.
Even now, without spiritual energy, that fighting instinct honed through countless life-and-death battles remains etched into his bones.
Under his wife's incredulous gaze, the ordinary fruit knife pierced her heart with unparalleled precision at a cunning and ruthless angle.
"Pfft."
"It's fake, it will always be fake."
Lu Sheng expressionlessly drew his knife, letting the warm "blood" splatter onto his face.
He coldly watched his wife's body, which, amidst her terrified and desperate gaze, turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated into the air.
With the passing of his wife.
Click!Click!
The entire office, the entire city, and even this illusory Earth, are like a mirror shattered by a heavy hammer, beginning to crumble inch by inch!
Endless darkness swallowed everything.
When Lu Sheng opened his eyes again, he was still standing in that ancient and magnificent bronze temple, in the center of that array where starlight flowed.
Everything around us remained unchanged.
But his aura was more refined and purer than before, like a piece of unparalleled steel that had been refined and tempered after all impurities had been burned away.
His resolve deepened.
Inside the bronze temple, all was deathly silent.
The gatekeeper's phantom slowly emerged, his eyes, which seemed to contain the entire universe, fixed intently on the tall figure in the center of the formation.
After a long while, for the first time, his eternally unchanging face revealed undisguised admiration and shock.
"A heart as firm as a rock, decisive in killing."
"Do not be swayed by external things, nor be troubled by emotions."
The gatekeeper muttered to himself, his voice carrying a hint of excitement that he himself was unaware of.
"You are a born leader, a swordsman who wields the sword."
How long did it take from the moment Lu Sheng stepped into the formation to the moment he broke free?
Less than ten minutes!
This broke the record set by all challengers since the Sanqing Hall's existence!
Just then, on the other side of the formation, space distorted, and a crimson figure staggered out.
It is Consort Luo.
At this moment, she had lost all her previous composure and arrogance.
Her magnificent crimson armor was now somewhat disheveled, her exquisite face was pale, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and in her golden phoenix eyes, there was still a trace of lingering fear and struggle.
Clearly, she had gone through a difficult and arduous battle in her inner trials.
When she saw Lu Sheng's nonchalant demeanor, as if he had just gone out for a walk, she was completely stunned.
"You... how could you be so fast?!" Luo Tianfei's voice was filled with disbelief.
Her trial was returning to her family, facing the relatives and clansmen who had died because of her, and confronting countless accusations and resentments. She almost succumbed to endless guilt forever.
Lu Sheng glanced at her and said indifferently, "It's just an inner demon; one strike will cut it off."