I'm a Taoist priest in North America, and the deity is actually myself.

Chapter 36: The Evil Spirit Raised by Humans

Li Xuan kicked open the iron door, revealing an abandoned storage room behind it.

There were no windows, no vents, only a flickering fluorescent light overhead, its flames crackling and dying.

There was a pit in the very center of the storage room; it wasn't part of the original building structure, but was dug out by someone.

The pit walls were jagged, and the soil was studded with broken glass and rusty nails. The bottom of the pit was covered with a layer of broken eggshells, which shone with a disgusting fluorescent green color under the fluorescent lights.

A curled-up body lay in the center of the eggshell.

She was a young girl, around fifteen or sixteen years old, with long brown hair that was already tangled with mud.

She was wearing the Archer Girls' School uniform skirt, the hem of which was torn, her legs were bare, and she was barefoot.

Her skin did not rot because her body had been filled from the inside with spider silk.

Countless fine, grayish-white spider silks, like moldy fungi, emerged from her seven orifices, growing wildly from her eye sockets, nostrils, mouth, and ear canals, spreading all the way to the pit walls and connecting with the spider webs of the entire building.

She is the mother of the spider demon.

Li Xuan squatted down and gently brushed away the spider webs from the girl's face.

Her eyes were miraculously not rotting; her eyelids were closed, and her eyelashes were covered in dirt.

Under his divine eye, he saw that her soul was locked inside this long-dead body, trapped by someone.

A black needle was inserted into her chest, near her heart, with the end piercing her sternum and embedded in the soil at the bottom of the pit.

Soul-Locking Needle.

Someone brought her here before she died, inserted a soul-locking needle into her chest, and sealed her last resentment inside her corpse.

Someone transformed her into a spider queen, using her hatred to breed and lay eggs, turning the school into a giant petri dish.

"Ugh."

Li Xuan looked at the girl's closed eyes, sighed, and said, "It's not that you're harming others, but that someone is harming you."

Upon hearing this, the fingers of the remains twitched.

Her eyelids were slowly opening, and the heart that had been buried in her chest for who knows how many years, which had stopped beating, started beating again, making a low, muffled thumping sound, as if wrapped in layers of spider silk.

All the spiders in the building stopped crawling at the same time, and the resentment of the entire school poured into the storage room.

Li Xuan stood up, gripped the peach wood sword tightly, and as he flicked his sword finger across the ground, the blade suddenly glowed red.

"Emily," he said to the face that was no longer quite human, "tell me the name of the person who killed you, and I will avenge you."

The remains' eyes were fully open.

There were no whites in his eyes, no pupils; only two pale green lights emanated from the depths of his eye sockets, like two overturned, dry wells being lit up.

Her lips didn't move, but the entire storage room was shaking.

A hoarse voice, surging in from all directions simultaneously—

"I didn't seduce him."

Li Xuan gripped the peach wood sword tightly. The red light on the blade shone like a lamp about to be blown out in the dim green light. He said softly, "I know."

"He killed my child."

Li Xuan's third eye was still open, and he saw that the spider silk was pulsating the most in the abdomen of the remains, where a fist-sized ball of dark green light was weakly throbbing.

She was pregnant when she died, and she was only about fifteen or sixteen years old at the time.

"He was a teacher at this school. He lied to me. He said he loved me. He brought me to this room... and then he killed me."

The sounds of the remains came from all directions and then receded from all directions.

"And then?" Li Xuan asked cautiously.

"He buried me in the ground and stuck a needle in my chest. He said I was unworthy to bear his child, and that I was filthy."

He said I would become his possession... forever obey him... forever reproduce for him...

Li Xuan's lips twitched. How did such a freak become a teacher?

This is a crime that involves a conscious process from murder to the creation of evil spirits.

The motive for the murder was to create an evil spirit!

If this were told online, people would just think it was a horror story or a campus legend.

Nobody will take it seriously, but it's true.

It happened in the storeroom of Archer Girls' School.

"Who?" Li Xuan asked. "His name."

The eerie green light suddenly surged.

The walls of the entire storage room began to seep out in large areas. It wasn't water, but a pale yellow viscous liquid that dripped down the wall tiles and made a sizzling sound as it fell to the ground.

A violent thumping sound came from the chest cavity of the remains. The black Soul-Locking Needle that pierced through the sternum was glowing, and the end of the needle was trembling, as if it had been tightened from the outside by something.

"I can't say." Her voice suddenly turned into a sob, sharp and piercing, making Li Xuan's eardrums ache.

"If he says it—it will cause me eternal pain—"

The Soul-Locking Needle locks not only resentment, but also fear.

She was afraid of that person, even after he became a vengeful ghost and was no longer a living being in this world.

That person was no ordinary person. Ordinary people cannot seal a soul, let alone prevent a vengeful evil spirit from daring to reveal his name after being killed by him.

This is a restriction planted deep within the soul.

Li Xuan gave up and asked directly.

He took out an exorcism talisman from his pocket and stuck it on the forehead of the remains.

The exorcism talisman, as the name suggests, is used to ward off evil spirits. It was gently placed on her forehead.

The exorcism talisman can temporarily suppress the restrictions of the Soul-Locking Needle and the other party's resentment, helping the other party dissipate a lot of resentment, so that it will be easier to deal with when they turn against you later.

"You don't need to say his name."

Li Xuan squatted down, looked her straight in the eye, and asked, "Tell me, who is he? You don't need to say it. He can't hear you if you don't say it in reality."

The remains' arm suddenly rose, its withered fingers scraping across the floor with a harsh sound.

She wasn't trying to attack Li Xuan; she was just writing.

M.

R.

A.

B.

A.

S.

A.

N.

—MR. ABASAN.

Mr. Abbasa.

Li Xuan didn't recognize the name, but he remembered it.

She said that this person is a teacher, and if you go out and ask around, you'll definitely be able to find out who it is.

At that moment, the Soul-Locking Needle on her chest suddenly emitted an extremely sharp noise, like some kind of alarm.

It snapped off a third of its length, and the remaining needle was still trembling stubbornly, with large gushes of black liquid gushing from its tip.

Names are not allowed to be revealed.

The moment the name appears, the restriction will backfire.

The entire teaching building suddenly shook, and a rumbling sound of cracking walls came from the stairwell, while dust fell from the ceiling.

All the spider eggs began to hatch at the same time, and countless baby spiders poured out from the cracks in the wall.

Countless tiny spiders swarmed into the storage room, corroding the floor with countless pits wherever they went.

The Soul-Locking Needle sent out a signal, releasing all its stored evil power to completely devour the soul that had written its name, in order to prevent it from harming itself.