I was a charlatan in India

Dana began to generate a continuous stream of power for ascetic practice.

After all, even ascetics wouldn't spend all their time practicing asceticism; their bodies simply couldn't handle it.

However, the wounds caused by the curse seem to be only meant to cause pain and do not actually affect health.

This principle is quite interesting. If we could figure it out, wouldn't it be possible to...?

Cough, cough cough.

I have my bottom line, so naturally it's impossible for me to...

Upon discovering this, Shenhe suddenly decided against reshaping Dana's body.

Just kidding, this is a unique copy.

Before understanding the secrets of these wounds, Dana's value is higher than right and wrong.

To be honest, the thought alone was terrifying, but Shenhe felt it was perfectly reasonable.

His mental state is becoming more and more beautiful.

Humanity and divinity, while hurling bricks at each other, also reached a certain consensus.

The trial of justice continues.

Next up are the Varanasi soldiers.

"Following the squad's orders to hunt down Dana is in line with my duty."

"The struggle for gems and the resulting killings are in line with the competitive nature of living beings."

Therefore, neither blessings nor curses are bestowed.

Good grief, these soldiers and bandits are just abandoning us, huh!

Shenhe has probably figured out the criteria for judging this blessing system.

It mainly depends on whether your actions are appropriate for your identity.

Dana is a merchant, but he doesn't do what merchants do, so he should be punished.

The captain and soldiers were tasked with hunting down Dana, so the consequences they caused were in accordance with the law, and they were exempt from punishment and even received blessings.

Fighting and killing each other over gems is also considered to be in line with biological nature and will not be dealt with.

This logic is utterly absurd, but strictly speaking, there is actually some underlying logic in it.

This constitutes a baseless and arbitrary judgment based on evidence.

You're not convinced?

What can we do?

The subsequent verdict further validated Shenhe's judgment.

Dana's old steward, as a servant, betrayed his master, which must have been a serious crime, right?

"...I curse you to suffer repeated torture and cruel punishments every day until you die!"

Look!

Shenhe even suspects that the righteous law and the caste system share the same origin!

Come to think of it, it's a waste that the old butler isn't one of his followers!

Every day of severe torture—that's a steady source of arduous training power!

We need to find a way to trick him into coming here!

And the old butler's servants were also traitors, right?

"...Betraying his patriarch Dana was due to orders from his superiors, which was in line with his duty and his behavior of vying for treasure was in line with his biological nature."

Therefore, neither blessings nor curses are bestowed.

what?

Shenhe had just gained some confidence in his judgment when he was once again caught off guard by this righteous law.

So, you're saying that subordinates are untouchable if they betray their superiors?

It seems to make no mistake!

Makes sense!

Shenhe no longer wanted to argue whether this righteous Dharma was right or wrong!

Haiti's escape as a sacrificial horse was naturally against his divine duty, and he was also cursed by the righteous law.

He is cursed to never be free in this life.

But Haiti didn't care.

He has already accepted Dana as his master.

At this point, most of the people involved in the matter have been sentenced.

As for the masterminds behind the scenes, whether it was Vasudif, Suliye, or Shenhe, none of them faced trial.

The first two were not even included in the discrimination list.

As for Shenhe, it's because of this righteous Dharma...

It seems the true Dharma cannot be found.

The streak of light flying towards Shenhe was conducting a thorough search of space, but it couldn't find Shenhe's true form at all.

He exists more than two thousand years later.

This terrifying power, which could even subdue the Triad God, is now running around aimlessly like a headless fly.

It seems that it has a high status, but is not very smart.

Shenhe muttered to himself, and for the time being, he did not touch this power.

It has learned its lesson.

In this world, any extraordinary power, however unique, should be treated with utmost care.

However, that coarse cloth scroll is now ownerless. Since it can invoke the righteous law, it must be a treasure. Perhaps...

Shenhe hesitated for a moment, then emerged from the horse's leg that was the corpse of Haiti.

Instead of touching the reel directly, he made an opening nearby, carefully pulled it into the space, and isolated it.

Yes, from the legs of Haiti's horse.

Neither Dana nor Haiti were believers in their lifetimes. The Shen River was able to respond to their wishes starting from the time Haiti's horse leg was identified as a lingam.

Perhaps, anything cylindrical will do?

Shenhe thought of Linga, the one who had been receiving intravenous fluids back then.

Of course not.

Shenhe is an extremely special being. He is the master of this space, so his judgment is naturally very lenient.

The horse's leg was identified as a linga because it was originally a sacrificial horse, and the horseshoes of sacrificial horses naturally have patterns of offering and sacrifice.

As Haiti lost blood, the horse's legs gradually lost their vitality and became lifeless, eventually connecting with the horseshoes and becoming a "linga made of horse bones".

Furthermore, the current Dana and Haiti both use bodies recreated by Shenhe.

The two bodies outside were completely dead.

This leads to something even more interesting.

Now, the remains of Haiti are all part of the linga of the Shen River.

He can attach himself to it and move like a heavy draft horse.

However, this body probably won't last long, as it will soon suffer from rigor mortis, edema, and decay.

But this gave Shenhe a completely new perspective.

Perhaps one could use lingam to create bones, then attach incense ash to form skin, thus creating one's own body!

Now that we have plenty of lingam and incense ash, perhaps we should really give it a try!

Well, it could actually be simplified even further.

Building a skeleton with linga is too troublesome, just use bones directly...

Shenhe suddenly felt a chill.

Forget it.

He was, after all, a god, not a necromancer.

Manipulating corpses was somewhat beyond his psychological capacity.

Of course, he seemed to have forgotten that Haiti, whom he was now enthusiastically handling, was also a horse carcass.

To the outside world, Dana was already dead.

His death was undoubtedly an earthquake for Varanasi.

Or rather, the chaos began to spread as soon as the notices were posted all over the city.

The small business owners who took over his goods were immediately overwhelmed.

If these goods cannot be transported into the city before the Full Moon Festival, they will also face bankruptcy and debt, and their situation will not be much better than that of Dana.

The existing partners were also suddenly alarmed.

Dana must have gotten himself into a huge mess. Will I also be implicated if I ask him to handle the goods?

They began to tighten their belts, trying to minimize any leverage they could have, preferring to earn less and endure hardship rather than suffer the same fate as Dana, who lost his family and his life.

The border crossings, river defenses, tax offices—all the Kshatriyas, caught in the middle, were equally uneasy.

They had some degree of cooperation with this businessman who had given them a lot of money.

Once you reach this level, you can generally find out some information.

It was Young Master Suliye who made the move; we can't afford to offend him.

Let's put aside profits and quotas for now; I just hope this trouble doesn't come my way.

Vasudiv is having a major headache.

Although he could have taken over Dana's territory without any problem, this happened too suddenly.

At present, he has no idea how the business district in Dana operates, nor has he made much money from it.

Taking over would likely be fraught with difficulties.

It was only then that Vasudiv realized that he didn't seem to have that much business acumen.

Managing a religious family and running a business are two completely different things.

Anyone with a modicum of insight could foresee that Varanasi's business district would likely remain in a slump for a long time after this incident.

The only ones who truly work hard are perhaps the foremen and the lowest-level laborers.

If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up, so what's there to be afraid of?

If all else fails, I'll just go kick a durian!

With that promise of a permanent solution, more and more people have set their sights on durian kicking!

Businesses began to decline, but the flame of faith was quietly rekindled.

What did those regular troops say again?

correct!

"Those who have practiced asceticism from all corners of the world have attained the status of Brahmins in this era!"