Chapter 7: The Trash Is Dead

 So, upon seeing Yang Trash, both of those souls felt like they had hit jackpot.

Even though they frowned upon noticing he didn't have any cultivation at all, it was still better than completely disappearing as their own 'self'.

Of course, there was also one big problem at the time, and that was the fact that they were two, while Yang Trash's body was one.

So, the two of them would have to decide the winner with a battle, the winner took the body over, while the loser was forced to stay and wait, probably disappear as well.

This gave the unlucky Yang Trash a stroke of luck as he was able to keep his pretending of being dead as well.

While his body was completely 'dead' at this moment, his Soul Sea, and especially his Soul Avatar were still fully awake.

While the two Souls were fighting outside, Yang Trash could finally breathe a sigh of relief as he felt that sense of being watched disappear.

It didn't take long for the two wandering Souls to understand that they weren't capable of putting the other down soon, so they both made their run towards Yang Trash's Soul Sea.

"Hahahahahahahahahah~!

This daddy will return one day and will take my fu*cking revenge one day!

I will show them!"

"Disgusting bastard!

Accept your fu*cking loss and leave this body to me, otherwise I will truly fu*cking use everything I can to take you down with me."

Each of the two wandering Souls never thought seriously of Yang Trash's Soul, to them he would be just nourishment for their own Souls.

The reality was way beyond their expectations though, as the moment that they showed within Yang Trash's Soul Sea, they regretted it.

Yes, they fu*cking regretted it, because they were immediately covered in inextinguishable flames, and they could feel their 'self' being burned and destroyed.

They were too fu*cking unlucky, but there was nothing they could do either. It wasn't like they didn't try to escape this fu*cking trap, but they couldn't.

The more they tried to run out of the sea of flames the stronger the flames became, and the faster they got destroyed and absorbed.

Unwilling, unhappy, and extremely regretful the two wandering Souls lost their existence and became nourishment for the one they thought they could easily get rid of.

Once the two strongest wandering Souls lost their existence, no other wandering Soul dared to approach the Yang Trash.

For a moment, Yang Trash couldn't help but be fearful that the overseer would have noticed the changes and would return, but fortunately she didn't.

The absorption of these two Souls didn't change Yang Trash's plan, as he had decided that he would play the dead.

In fact, it was just good that he got the two, as this time it wouldn't be just his body that got into a 'temporary death' but his soul as well.

With those thoughts in mind, he just took a bit more of the medicine and laid on the floor, not breathing, not giving any sign of living.

The next day, the same Enforcement Hall disciples that had thrown him inside came to bring him out, only to find he was dead.

They tried to see if he was just faking it, or if he was truly dead, as they even kicked his body, caused him damage, and even cut of his D completely.

These motherfu*ckers were truly vicious, they were ready to do everything they fu*cking could in order to test every possible outcome.

But seeing that Yang Trash still didn't have a life sign even after all that, they had no other choice but to go out and report that he was dead.

The news didn't surprise many people, as they all started to think that he had been killed with the intention of keeping the matter closed.

So, everyone didn't brood much over his death, but there was definitely a weird feeling of chaos within the Yin-Yang Prairie Sect, as they could feel the gunpowder in the situation.

After all, one of the Vice Sect Masters had tried to steal the Matriarch's Yin Cultivation Manual, and he had gone away with it.

Nobody knew who gave him the fu*cking guts to do it, but they were even more stupefied to learn that the Matriarch didn't make a move on him.

It was like she was afraid of him, or to be more specific afraid of whoever was behind him, which made the Sect people even more curious of the situation.

As for the trash that had died, no one mourned, and no one cared. Not even the Yang Clan, when they learned that even their Second Young Master had died.

In fact, quite a few of the Yang Clan members were happy with his death, as they felt that a black stain had been removed from their Clan's face.

Surprisingly though the war between the Yang and Luo Clans didn't continue, as even more weirdly the Yang Clan had been completely sealed and there was no trace of them.

The only thing they would get out for would be their servants in order to pick up food and utilities for them, and no one else.

…

Just like that, another 10 good years passed through, as the trash of the Yang Clan, Yang Trash had been 'dead' all these years.

During these 10 years, the overseer had returned once to check upon him, in order to confirm his death, and she had definitely confirmed it.

As a matter of fact, in these 10 years, it wasn't only the overseer but the whole World had actually forgotten of the trash's death.

There was no one that remembered his existence, not even the cuckold bastard that treated him the worst, after bringing him to the Yin-Yang Prairie Sect.

As for the disciples that threw him in the Punishment Cave, they appeared once or twice in this place in order to inflict more injuries and more damage to his body, but they stopped coming as well.

After all, it was useless and boring to deal with a dead body that wouldn't even react in the slightest even if his D was completely cut off.

Especially when they knew and could tell that this place was haunted by fu*cking wandering souls and ghosts created from Yin Qi.

Even if the trash was alive by some weird stroke of luck, and just pretended to be dead, he still wouldn't be able to live long with these many ghosts around.

He was bound to be dead!

For that reason, no one was able to see or care that despite dying for 10 years, the body of the 'dead' trash still hadn't decomposed.

As a matter of fact, if it weren't for those 'tasty' ghosts and his comatose state, Yang Trash would have died for real.

He was only able to survive because he had been feeding on mold, and whatever fu*cking herbs or grass he found within the cell, and those 'tasty' ghosts.

It was precisely that source of Soul Energy that had helped him refine the two Wandering Souls memories, and also cultivate his own Soul Avatar so quickly.

Right now, his Inferno Soul had actually reached the peak of the second level, and he was extremely close to the third level.

So differently from what the whole world thought, the trash wasn't dead. Quite on the contrary he was alive, and he was doing even better than the ones outside.

'Gggrrhhhhh~!'

Well, not exactly as his stomach was clearly empty and he was hungry, extremely hungry.

But that was something that could be easily resolved, with his current Soul Power and strength he could definitely feed himself.

Not only that but he could also start thinking about getting his revenge. Now he could finally start with his revenge one more time.

'Gggrrhhhhh~!'

Of course, that was after eating, because it seemed like he wouldn't be able to last long without eating his fill.

It was difficult even to stand up for him right now, as there wasn't enough power or energy in his body.

He was just like a dried-up big pot, and unless a miracle happened, he was going to die an unjust death.

It seemed like heaven didn't want him to die though, as the moment that he was thinking about what to do right now, the doors to the Punishment Cave opened.

It was the same Enforcement Hall disciples that had previously sent him into this place.

That made him extremely happy, after all he was going to hit two birds with the same stone, get something to eat from them, and deal with them at the same time.

These guys weren't here for him again though, they had clearly brought a new in-mate for Punishment Cave, and surprisingly it was a beauty.

The surprise just grew bigger once he noticed that the beauty was no one else but the cuckold bastard's daughter.

"You can't bring me here, the Vice Sect Master won't let you off!

You are going to regret this!"

"Heheheheheheheh~!

What a joke, he was the one who told us to bring you here!

You have been just too stupid and overboard, do you really think that he would take you as his Dao Companion?

Are you worthy of the Vice Sect Master!

You are just a punny bi*tch that has been offered to us, you better act your part if you don't want to die a painful death!"

The words she heard, made the beauty shiver as she couldn't believe that the pillar she had relied until now, had let her down…