parentshiftbook Chapter 82 Forbidden Techniques!
Chapter 82 Forbidden Techniques!
Chapter 82 Forbidden Technique! (50,000 words complete! Please subscribe!)
In fact, He Qingqing was somewhat puzzled. All day long, Su Ye had acted nonchalantly and indifferently, but in the evening he suddenly said he wanted to go to Baideng Street.
Caught off guard, He Qingqing's lips turned a little pale.
"Don't worry, don't be afraid, I'm here, you'll be fine."
Su Ye's voice carried an indescribable confidence.
He Qingqing's fear was indeed largely dispelled.
In the distance, I could see the tall buildings under the black shadows, like abandoned, depraved beasts, lying there, roaring silently. The night wind blew through the abandoned buildings, carrying the smell of damp paint and rotten wood.
Whitelight Street is just ahead.
It's definitely different from the last time I came here.
You can vaguely see figures moving around.
He Qingqing's breathing became visibly erratic.
"White Lantern Street is open—just like when I came last time—" she said softly, as if afraid of disturbing something.
Snapped.
The little white light at the street corner turned on.
Immediately afterwards, lights on both sides of the street turned on.
The pale light shone from under the old signboard, through the cracks in the roller shutter, and behind the broken window, as cold as the light in a hospital night shift corridor, casting a bloodless glow on people's faces.
The once deserted White Lantern Street suddenly became crowded with people.
They emerged from behind the door, came down the stairwell, and slowly appeared from the shadows of the street corner. Most of these people were dressed in black robes with their hoods pulled low, their faces completely covered, revealing only a section of their chins or a pair of eyes hidden in the shadows.
The soles of the shoes made a very soft sloshing sound as they stepped on the damp ground.
Su Ye's voice was not loud.
"Come with me."
He Qingqing said softly, "Mmm."
Su Ye stepped into Baideng Street.
The streets were deeper than he had seen last time.
The old storefronts on both sides were half-open. Some had curtains hanging at the entrance, while others had only a black cloth spread on the ground. The vendors sat behind them, their faces hidden under the brim of their hats, not shouting anything, just waiting for people to stop on their own.
A few pedestrians were walking on the street.
Some people walk very fast, leaving as soon as they finish buying their things.
Someone squatted in front of the stall, shining a flashlight on a blackened piece of bone, speaking in a very low voice.
Some people stood at the entrance of the old building, half of their bodies hidden in the shadows, as if waiting for someone.
He Qingqing followed closely behind Su Ye.
As she looked at these people, her face grew paler and paler.
This street is where her nightmare began.
She had no choice but to stick close to Su Ye.
Su Ye walked slowly.
He walked and looked around.
The items on the street stalls are incredibly diverse.
Old copper coins, a cracked jade pendant, yellowed paper talismans, grass roots soaking in a glass bottle, and a piece of black bone of unknown material —
Some things look quite intimidating.
It has a strong sense of age and is arranged very carefully.
Su Ye scanned it with his spiritual power and found it completely empty, without even the most basic spiritual energy fluctuations.
Garbage.
It looks quite impressive, though.
He felt a little amused.
This line of work is indeed the same everywhere; three parts are genuine, and the rest is all fabrication. Just as he was about to look away, faint words suddenly appeared in front of him.
[Golden Spirit Fruit Fragment]
[Contains a small amount of metal-type spiritual energy]
Su Ye stopped in his tracks.
He followed his senses and looked over.
It was an inconspicuous little stall.
The stall owner, dressed in a black robe, sat on a low stool with a gray cloth spread out in front of him. In the corner of the cloth were several dry, withered items, one of which looked like a dried fruit slice, with curled edges and a dark yellow color. It was discarded in the far corner and looked almost no different from a broken leaf.
But Su Ye's lungs stirred slightly.
Very fine.
It felt like a needle gently pricking deep inside my lung.
There has been feedback.
Su Ye squatted down and casually picked up a cracked jade buckle next to him.
Cold and rough.
Useless.
He picked up another black stone.
It's heavy and hard, but it's useless.
The stall owner finally looked up at him.
"Look around as you like."
His voice was a little hoarse.
Su Ye put the jade clasp back, speaking casually.
"How much are these?"
The stall owner stretched out a hand.
"Five hundred each."
Su Ye stopped moving.
Five hundred units?
He had been thinking about whether he should follow the trope in novels, collect a bunch of junk, and then inadvertently bring in that fragment of the Golden Spirit Fruit as well.
The result was 500 each.
This is all real money.
Is this something I can afford?
Go to hell!
Su Ye put down the black stone in his hand and pointed to the dried fruit slice in the corner.
"I want that one."
The stall owner glanced at the object in the direction he was pointing, his expression unchanged.
"Okay."
The transaction was simple.
Scan the code, pay, and pack it into a bag.
The moment Su Ye paid the five hundred yuan, he felt a slight pang in his heart. This was only because the stall owner was selling the spiritual energy as junk. If he had truly sensed the spiritual energy within it, the price would probably have doubled.
I'm short on cash, buddy.
He Qingqing stood beside him, watching him put the dried fruit piece into his pocket, a hint of doubt on her face.
"Dr. Su, will this work?"
"A little."
Su Ye patted his pocket.
"There are indeed some good things in Whitelight Street."
He Qingqing was taken aback, and her eyes became even more cautious.
Su Ye continued walking forward.
I had only taken a few steps when a hushed voice suddenly came from a nearby stall.
"This flower is imbued with a mysterious aura; if one can master it, one can be transformed."
The person speaking pushed a glass box forward.
There was a dark red flower in the box.
The petals were covered in dried blood, which was black in color and looked somewhat eerie under the white light.
The onlookers were clearly intimidated.
Someone asked in a low voice, "How do you use it?"
The stall owner's voice was even lower.
"It depends on fate."
Su Ye glanced at it.
Everything was quiet and peaceful.
The system did not respond at all.
He looked back.
Is it a matter of fate?
"Dog shit."
Vendor: ? ? ? How dare you talk like that, you son of a bitch?
Hearing Su Ye's murmur, the people behind him glanced at each other, but none of them wanted to listen to the vendor's idle chatter any longer.
The two continued walking inside.
White Lantern Street was even bigger than Su Ye had imagined.
The street stretches inward from the back wall of the old hospital, ending at a fork in the road. To the left is what appears to be the back door of an abandoned outpatient building, while to the right leads to a cluster of old residential buildings. The downstairs roller shutter door is half-open, and some people whose faces are obscured are sitting inside.
The deeper you go, the more chaotic the fluctuations of spiritual energy become.
Su Ye's spiritual power spread out like a finger dipped into a basin of muddy water; you could feel something, but it was difficult to discern its shape at a glance.
The extraordinary things that were rarely seen in Jiangcheng in the past seem to be everywhere here.
Deep in the street, in an old shop with a white lamp hanging in the window.
The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes.
He lay on a hard wooden bed, opened his eyes, and saw an incandescent light bulb hanging above him, its light stinging his eyes.
"woke up?"
Someone nearby spoke up.
The middle-aged man wanted to sit up.
The moment he moved, it felt like he'd been hit on the back of the head with a blunt object, causing him to groan in pain and cold sweat to instantly break out on his forehead.
My mind is a complete blank.
He remembered that he went to deliver the letter.
I remember leaving the residential area.
And after that?
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Blank.
It's like someone forcibly dug that section out.
Several people stood around, all with grim expressions.
One of the men in black robes asked in a deep voice, "What happened? What exactly happened?"
The middle-aged man's lips were dry and his voice was weak.
"I—I don't know either."
"When we found you, you were lying in the street," another person said. "We couldn't wake you up no matter how much we called you. There weren't any wounds on your body, but you just wouldn't wake up. What happened?"
The middle-aged man tried to recall something, but his expression suddenly changed drastically. Just as he had this thought, his headache suddenly worsened, his vision went black, and his stomach churned, almost making him vomit.
"Don't think about it."
The person standing at the very back spoke.
The man was tall and thin, and his voice was very cold.
"That lord is urging us again; we need to get the Ice-type Kidney Water as soon as possible."
The room immediately fell silent.
The middle-aged man was panting, his fingers gripping the edge of the bed.
Ice-type kidney water.
He Qingqing.
When he heard the name, a chill ran through him, as if some lingering fear was seeping out from the cracks in his blank memory.
Just then, the old monitor in the corner suddenly flickered.
The scene shows the entrance to White Lantern Street.
Under the white light, two figures were slowly walking across the street.
A young man.
A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.
Several people in the room looked over at the same time.
Someone suddenly leaned close to the screen.
"Is it that girl named He Qingqing?"
The other person's eyes lit up with joy.
"Delivered right to our doorstep?"
Boom boom boom!
A knocking sound suddenly rang out.
Inside the old shop, several people stopped what they were doing at the same time.
The monitor is still on.
The scene on White Lantern Street lingered on those two figures, the edges of their silhouettes appearing slightly blurred by the white light.
"They're really here?"
Some people chuckled softly, even finding it somewhat unreal.
The tense atmosphere in the room immediately eased slightly, and a few cold smiles appeared on the faces of the people present.
They were just figuring out how to bring people in.
Now, this person has actually come to us of their own accord.
The tall, thin man in the black robe raised his chin.
"Open the door."
The person closest to the door walked over, placed their hand on the doorknob, and the hinges made a dry, creaking sound.
The door opened.
There were two people standing at the door.
Su Ye is ahead.
He was wearing a clean T-shirt, his jacket open, and while not particularly muscular, he was rather well-proportioned. His features were clean, and standing under the dim light, he exuded a strangely calm demeanor.
Half a step behind her was He Qingqing.
The girl was young, with fair skin and jet-black hair tied back. Her school uniform jacket was slightly wrinkled from being clutched. She didn't look around; her gaze remained fixed on Su Ye's shoulder, her body tense, as if she were ready to strike at any moment.
The people inside glanced at them.
In fact, when Su Ye and He Qingqing came to their door, their first reaction was that He Qingqing had found someone to settle things. However, when they saw Su Ye for the first time, they felt that he was a harmless guy. They could not sense any dangerous supernatural aura, so they also underestimated him.
Only the middle-aged man lying on the hard wooden bed had his pupils suddenly contract the moment he saw Su Ye clearly.
His body began to tremble.
Cold sweat broke out on my back and trickled down my spine.
He couldn't remember who the young man was; the blankness in his mind felt like it had been sealed shut, and the more he touched it, the more painful it became, yet the fear within him was impossible to hide.
"Lu Tong, what's wrong?"
Someone nearby frowned.
The middle-aged man's Adam's apple bobbed as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word. His companions all assumed that he hadn't recovered from his previous injuries, since he had been acting dazed and confused ever since he woke up.
Su Ye glanced at him.
His mental energy swept inside the moment the door opened, and the situation of the people inside became clear. Su Ye immediately relaxed.
"Please come in."
The person who opened the door stepped aside and smiled politely.
He Qingqing looked at Su Ye.
She still doesn't understand what Su Ye is trying to do.
She was completely calm even though she was in the territory of these ruthless people. She was terrified! "Brother, I'm so scared!"
However, Su Ye naturally walked in, and she could only follow closely behind.
The old shop was damp, the wooden floor was soft to the touch, and there were several moldy cardboard boxes in the corner. The air was filled with the smell of smoke, dust, and a faint stench of blood.
As soon as He Qingqing sat down, she noticed a gaze falling on her from the side.
The man made no attempt to conceal it, his gaze sweeping from her face to her shoulders, then down to her waist and abdomen, with a chilling sense of admiration.
He Qingqing's fingertips tightened slightly.
A feeling of disgust rose in my heart.
Su Ye sat next to her, seemingly oblivious to the stares from the people in the room.
The tall, thin man in black robes finally spoke.
He Qingqing.
He spoke very slowly.
"We were planning to pick you up in the next few days, since only we can handle your situation right now."
He Qingqing looked up.
The tall, thin man in the black robe smiled.
"The ice-type mutation of your kidney water is very dangerous. Without guidance, you will eventually be dragged down by the coldness within your body. Fortunately, you have finally come to us. We will guide you to master your kidney water. Don't worry."
His appearance disgusted He Qingqing, but just then, a disdainful voice suddenly rang out beside her.
"You bunch of guys who don't even understand basic external matters, you think you can guide her to control kidney water? Do you even know what kidney water is?"
The words fell.
The room fell silent instantly.
The footsteps and whispers from outside Whitelight Street came through the door, sounding distant.
The eyes of the several men in black robes turned cold at the same time, and the tall, thin man in black robes slowly looked at Su Ye.
"Who is this?"
He Qingqing glanced at Su Ye.
She paused for half a second, then whispered, "My personal doctor."
The people in the room were stunned for a moment.
Someone then burst out laughing.
"Private doctor?"
"Ha ha ha ha."
The laughter sounded jarring in the damp room.
"Young girls these days are quite particular about who they hire as helpers."
The man in black robes sitting on the right pulled his hood back, revealing a face in his thirties with a tall, imposing figure and a gloomy gaze fixed on Su Ye.
"Judging from your tone, you must know about extraordinary beings, so you're the helper this girl found?"
The smile on the man's face faded slightly.
"Let me give you a piece of advice: get lost."
He slowly stood up.
"Killing an insignificant doctor is no big deal; be careful not to go from being a private doctor to a doctor who kills people."
After he finished speaking, the people in the room laughed again.
He Qingqing's expression changed slightly.
The next moment, the man suddenly raised his hand.
He slapped Su Ye across the face with tremendous force; an ordinary person would probably be knocked unconscious. The force of the slap stirred up dust on the table, and the paper cup wobbled slightly, spilling half a cup of cold tea onto the table.
Su Ye's eyes turned cold, and his hand reached out unexpectedly, grabbing the man's wrist with a sharp snap. The powerful slap stopped less than half a foot from Su Ye's face.
It felt like being clamped tightly by an invisible pair of iron pincers.
The smile on the man's face froze.
next second.
Click.
A cracking sound came from the wrist bone.
"what!"
The man's knees buckled, and he was forced to squat down in pain. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his entire arm seemed to stiffen instantly. Su Ye's hand strength was terrifying, and his wrist bones shattered in an instant.
Everyone in the room could hear it clearly.
Su Ye remained calm, observing everyone in the old shop with a hint of curiosity, his water-based spiritual energy instantly covering the entire area.
"Oh?"
"Then I'll see what you're capable of."
He flicked his wrist slightly.
boom!
The figure was sent flying backward, crashing into the wooden frame behind him. Dust billowed up and a loud crash was heard. The man fell into a corner, his chest caved in, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't get up for a long time.
The smiles on the faces of the few people remaining in the room vanished.
The tall, thin man in the black robe narrowed his pupils slightly.
How could He Qingqing's private doctor be so powerful? What kind of power is that? In that instant, the young man who had previously shown no extraordinary aura suddenly unleashed an overwhelming pressure!
He Qingqing sat next to Su Ye, her eyes wide open.
She knew that Su Ye was definitely not an ordinary person in the realm of the extraordinary, but seeing Su Ye make a move with her own eyes was a completely different experience. The arrogant guy from before was now lying against the wall like a dead dog, spitting blood from his mouth.
The tall, thin man in black robes suddenly stood up, his voice becoming shrill.
"Move him! Take him down!"
"We absolutely have to get the ice-themed interior scene today! If we don't, we can forget about ever showing our faces in Jiangcheng again!"
The next moment, the people in the room moved at the same time.
The man in black robes on the left drew a short knife from his sleeve; the blade was a faint bluish-black, and he thrust it straight at Su Ye's throat.
The man on the right kicked off the wooden board, causing it to shatter, and he lunged at He Qingqing from the side. Another man placed his hands on the table, and several thin needles silently popped out from under the table, their tips carrying a sweet, metallic scent, heading straight for Su Ye's chest.
Su Ye remained seated, his expression unchanged.
The power of the spirit spread out.
Every movement seemed a fraction too slow to him.
He flicked his finger.
Ding!
The short knife broke in two.
The blade flew back, grazing the man's cheek and embedding itself in the wall, leaving a trail of blood.
Su Ye pressed his left hand into the air, and his mental power surged instantly. Several needles that had been shot out stopped in mid-air and then turned back.
Puff puff.
The person was hit in the shoulder, wrist, and knee simultaneously with the needle, blood gushing from the wounds, and he screamed and collapsed to his knees.
Just as the person rushing towards He Qingqing was halfway there, Su Ye stood up, exerted his strength in his waist, and kicked out instantly, like the sound of thunder!
boom!
The man felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a speeding car; his chest caved in, and he was sent flying, smashing through half a wooden door before rolling into the old stairwell behind.
All He Qingqing could hear was a series of muffled thuds.
this----
She had fought these people before; they were fierce, ruthless, and experienced. However, in Dr. Su's hands, they were as fragile as children, each coughing up blood and looking miserable.
The incandescent light bulb flickered even more violently.
The plaster was falling off the walls in a rustling sound, and the old shop was almost collapsing.
The tall, thin man in black robes' expression changed drastically. He took a half step back and suddenly crushed a small black card in his sleeve. A chilling aura rose from behind him. Su Ye looked over and saw an aura suddenly rise up, like a pieced-together afterimage.
It has a somewhat external appearance, as if the technique has been stripped away and forcibly merged into the jade tablet, now advancing and transforming into a one-time power.
"It seems you are far more beastly than I thought."
Su Ye took a step forward with violent force, and the floor made a muffled thud.
Su Ye's eyes were icy cold, filled with murderous intent.
A burst of golden energy suddenly erupted, and the cold, gloomy afterimage behind the tall, thin man in black robes was instantly sliced in two, splitting like paper.
He froze.
A chill ran through my chest.
The next second, he looked down and saw a thin tear in his robe, from which blood slowly seeped out.
"you----"
He uttered just one word, and then the whole thing disintegrated—
The battle ended quickly.
Only heavy breathing could be heard in the old shop. The man who had been knocked away first leaned against the corner of the wall, half of his body numb, his eyes filled with terror.
He looked at the people lying all over the floor and suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Lu Tong!"
"Get started!"
On the hardwood bed, middle-aged man Lu Tong lay stiff all over.
He looked at Su Ye.
Looking at that young, calm face.
The blank space in my mind suddenly began to churn, as if something was trying to squeeze out of the darkness.
The sound of water, a cage —
That suffocating feeling surged back into my heart.
My head hurts so much ————
I can almost still hear that calm voice: "Let's just pretend today's events never happened."
Lu Tong's pupils trembled violently, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his clothes.
"It's him—"
"It's him!"
The person in the corner froze.
"What are you talking about?"
Lu Tong could no longer hear.
Fear burst forth completely from the cracks in his memory, pressing down on him so hard he could barely breathe.
Su Ye didn't look at him.
With a flick of the fingertip, golden energy emerged, the golden light as thin as a hair under the incandescent light, and in the next instant, the golden energy swept past.
Lu Tong's body stiffened abruptly.
There was a small bloodstain between his eyebrows.
He fell back onto the hardwood bed and never made a sound again.
He Qingqing's breath hitched for a moment.
Someone died.
She had never seen such a bloody scene before. She was just a student, and now, lives were being lost right before her eyes, some even cut in half. She was pale and shocked.
Su Ye walked to the corner, grabbed the hair of the person who had been sent flying backwards at the beginning, and dragged him to the center of the room.
The man's body went limp, and blood foam kept coming out of his mouth.
"No—don't kill me—"
"Who's behind you?"
The man's eyes were unfocused, and his lips trembled.
"I don't know—I really don't know—"
Su Ye's spiritual power surged in instantly. The Heavenly Eye level spiritual power could directly disrupt the mind and spirit in the face of such a dimensional difference in spiritual level!
The man's pupils dilated, and his voice became muffled.
"I don't know either—every time he comes, he covers his face—I don't know who he is."
All I knew was that he was a big shot.
"He wants to create the strongest talent of the extraordinary era, to break through the encirclement in the future wave—"
Su Ye's gaze grew cold.
"So you often strip him of his inner vision?"
The man made a sound like a broken bellows coming from his throat.
"Those who have awakened their inner vision—and whose outward appearance is special—must be registered—"
"Send over anything useful."
"Get rid of the useless stuff."
Su Ye asked, "Where are those people?"
The man's lips twitched slightly, as if he wanted to laugh.
"Jiangcheng is such a small place—"
"The dead are safer than the living —"
The room fell silent.
The White Lantern Street outside is still open for business.
Through a door, some people were haggling over prices, some were whispering about the origins of a bone, and someone's phone rang with a cheesy ringtone, like an old song often played at a roadside convenience store.
Su Ye calmly got up.
A sliver of clarity returned to the man's eyes, and he was about to speak.
boom.
Su Ye landed a punch.
The chest has collapsed.
The heart stopped beating.
He Qingqing's fingers trembled slightly, but she did not look away.
Su Ye turned around and looked at her.
The incandescent bulb was still flickering slightly, and his shadow fell on the ground, cut into pieces by the scattered wood and bloodstains.
"Did you see it clearly?"
He Qingqing's throat tightened.
"Look carefully."
Su Ye's voice was calm.
"When you encounter this kind of person in the future, you must be decisive and ruthless, eradicate evil completely, and not have any psychological burden."
He looked at the corpses on the ground, his eyes devoid of any warmth.
"All things in the universe are evolving. Some people no longer treat people as human beings. They compete for inspiration, talent, outward appearance, and inner vision."
"If you back down, they will tear you apart."
He Qingqing stood still.
She suddenly felt that the lights on White Lantern Street were even colder.
The cold light shone on the old wall, on the blood, and on those who had just been laughing.
And below them.
Scarlet, damp, cold.
This extraordinary era, filled with sin and evil, was beginning to unfold before her.
Su Ye stood in the old shop.
The incandescent bulb was still swaying gently.
Corpses lay strewn across the ground, blood seeping from the cracks in the wooden planks. The air was thick with the stench of blood, mixed with the musty smell of old cardboard boxes and the dampness of the walls, like a cabinet that had been sealed for many years being suddenly flung open.
He Qingqing stood by the door, her fingers still clutching the hem of her clothes. They were all dead, yet she remained deeply shocked.
At that moment, Su Ye glanced up and scanned the shop.
This is a general store. The wooden shelves along the wall are crooked, displaying bottles and jars, broken copperware, and blackened bone fragments.
Stones tied together with red rope, and several glass jars with yellow paper labels.
The outermost layer of Baideng Street resembles an antique market.
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However, most of them are just for show.
In these old shops hidden deep inside, you'll find resources that truly possess an extraordinary aura.
Having seized the Crimson Glow Spirit Fruit and sensed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Su Ye could tell at a glance whether these things were precious or not.
Most of them can only be considered scraps.
There's a hint of inspiration, but it's very weak, like tea that's been steeped three times.
However, for these people who have just gotten started, it is already enough for them to treasure, and they may even sell it to some people who are new to the supernatural for a high price.
Su Ye casually picked up a blackened copper bell.
A mental scan revealed a lingering, chilling aura within Ling's heart—a chaotic and scattered presence. What kind of evil spirit was this?
Rubbish.
He put it back and then looked at the top shelf of the wooden frame.
There was a transparent container there.
The vessel contained a pale yellow liquid.
In the center of the liquid, there was an eyeball, which was pale gold in color and had a very small pupil, like a golden needle standing upright.
Su Yegang looked over.
The eyeball suddenly moved.
brush!
Suddenly, those eyes looked at Su Ye, and an extremely sharp light shot into Su Ye's eyes.
hum!
"hiss!"
Su Ye's pupils suddenly contracted. In an instant, he felt as if his eyes had been pierced by two red-hot needles, and a sharp pain burrowed from the bottom of his eyes all the way to the back of his brain.
He immediately closed his eyes, but two lines of blood were already seeping from the corners of his eyes.
"Dr. Su!"
He Qingqing exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward.
Su Ye shouted, "Don't look at that eye!"
He Qingqing paused, then immediately turned her head away.
A cold sweat broke out on her back. Just a moment ago, she only caught a glimpse of gold out of the corner of her eye, and it felt like something had lightly grazed her eyes, causing a burning pain. What was that terrifying thing?
Su Ye closed his eyes and his breathing slowed down.
At this moment, my eyes were in excruciating pain.
Temporary blindness shocked him greatly. His water-based spirituality gave him eyesight far beyond that of ordinary people, and he was already adept at observing spiritual phenomena, the inner landscape of the human body, and energy channels.
But just a moment after making eye contact, his eyes were injured.
Something's not right about this.
He didn't open his eyes.
The spiritual energy spread outwards.
Tianmu can now be used as an eye.
In the darkness, the outline of the entire shop reappeared: wooden shelves, corpse, glass jars, bloodstains on the ground, and the golden eyeball that floated quietly in the vessel.
Pale blue text slowly appeared.
【Golden Bird Eyes - Forbidden】
[Eyes imbued with the sharpness of metal, capable of piercing through everything; containing forbidden techniques, which can be mastered through fusion.]
Forbidden items?
Su Ye felt a slight tremor in his heart.
The next line of text quickly appeared.
[Within the dense spiritual energy, forbidden arts may arise from the organs of evolved beings possessing rare talents, or they may evolve from resentment and death. Distinguished from human appearance, the probability of an evolved being developing such arts is 0.0001%. Filled with savagery, their power is far greater, and they can be called forbidden.]
Su Ye stood still for a long time.
He has met the Foreign Minister.
Li Yuefeng's appearance and Su Chen's appearance both gave him a lot of inspiration.
The probability of humans being born with physical characteristics seems to be not too low.
The probability of an evolving being spontaneously developing a technique without guidance is only one in a million.
Wild, sharp, and carrying a natural killing intent.
This is a forbidden technique.
Su Ye used his mental power to block the eyeball's vision, then tore off a piece of black robe and wrapped it around the entire transparent vessel.
The stinging sensation immediately lessened considerably.
He put his things away, and his mood immediately improved.
I never expected this.
This old shop really does hold a treasure.
These guys aren't very skilled, but their stuff is pretty good.
Su Ye scanned the area again.
Most of the remaining items were just gimmicks, lacking in spirit and full of impurities; some were simply the kind of shoddy goods sold at the street food stalls on White Lantern Street.
He didn't waste any more time.
"Let's go."
Su Ye tore two strips of cloth from a black robe on the ground, handing one to He Qingqing.
"Cover your face."
He Qingqing did as instructed.
The two walked to the door.
Outside the gate, White Lantern Street was still bustling with activity. Whispers, footsteps, and hurried figures filled the air. Many people came to White Lantern Street because of its reputation, either seeking something or seeking answers to their questions after just being exposed to the "extraordinary." Little did they know that the moment a truly talented person stepped into White Lantern Street, someone would cast a greedy glance at them.
Su Yegang stepped out the door.
hum.
Suddenly, a camera in the corner turned and pointed its lens at him.
Su Ye raised his hand and pointed.
Snapped!
The camera exploded, and plastic fragments fell onto the damp ground.
He did not stop.
He Qingqing followed beside him, her face half-covered by a black cloth, revealing only a pair of eyes that had not yet fully calmed down.
The two walked through Whitelight Street.
The white light shone on them and then quickly receded behind them.
Only after walking out of that old street and seeing the normal streetlights and the fumes from the small restaurants on the street again did He Qingqing let out a soft breath.
She still finds it somewhat unreal.
She went to Su Ye because she had nowhere else to turn, and only because Dr. Su was the only superhuman she had ever met. She wanted to find a glimmer of hope in her despair and never imagined that Su Ye could have such terrifying abilities.
Su Ye led her directly into White Lantern Street and then dealt with all those who threatened her and were feared by many superhumans.
Su Ye glanced at her.
"Don't relax too soon."
He Qingqing immediately snapped out of her daze.
Su Ye said, "The people behind them are still watching you. If anything happens, come directly to me."
He Qingqing felt a slight soreness in the tip of her nose.
"Dr. Su, thank you."
"No need to be moved."
Su Ye spoke in a flat tone.
"There's a price to pay for helping you."
Su Ye continued, "I will study the ice-type evolution within you; it's a good research topic for me as well."
He Qingqing looked at him.
After a moment, she nodded.
To put it bluntly, she actually felt a little more at ease.
No one will help you for no reason.
Once Su Ye explained things clearly, she felt relieved.
As long as you don't dissect her, feel free to study her.
Su Ye looked up at the night sky.
The signs of the small shops on the street were lit up, and the delivery riders darted past the roadside by twisting the handlebars of their electric bikes, their wheels splashing through a small patch of water, making a wet, cold sound.
The city continues to function as usual.
But in those places where the lights don't reach, many things have changed.
"I'd better get stronger as soon as possible."
Su Ye said.
"All things in the universe are evolving at a very rapid pace. A month ago, extraordinary beings were still rare cases, but now there are more and more cases."
He Qingqing nodded emphatically.
She got it.
To preserve everything we have now, we must take control of our own power.
She witnessed Su Ye's strength today.
For the first time, I had a clear goal.
The night breeze blows through the old street corner.
The white-lit street stood quietly behind us, like a pale eye that had been opened.
When Su Ye returned to his rented room, it was nearly midnight.
The motion-activated light in the hallway was half broken, and it only slowly turned on when I got to the second floor. The white light shone on the little GG on the wall, and the corners curled up, with dampness seeping out from the wall.
He locked the door after he entered.
The room was quiet, and Su Ye looked tired. He was travel-worn and smelled of blood.
Su Ye washed his face and threw all his clothes into the washing machine. After listening to the water start filling the machine, Su Ye sat down at his desk and began to think about what had happened that day.
White Lantern Street.
His eyes flickered slightly.
The emergence of such underground black markets is actually quite normal.
Extraordinary resources need to circulate. Spiritual opportunities, potions, and even techniques derived from evolved beings, or old items of unknown origin, all need a place to be traded.
Where there is demand, there will be a market.
But these kinds of places are also the easiest places for dirt and grime to accumulate.
When the gray industry encounters the extraordinary, people's bottom line will be lowered to a level that is disgusting, contemptible, and even frightening.
If He Qingqing hadn't come to him this time, the outcome would have been hard to predict.
A sixteen-year-old girl, at the prime of her life, had just awakened her ice-type kidney water. Before she even understood what was happening to her, someone had already set their sights on her inner world.
Stripping away the interior scenery is no child's play.
The initial form of the water-based golden core within Wang Ming's body was something he chose to dismantle himself.
The substance had already crystallized. Once it was removed, Wang Ming would lose his extraordinary abilities and return to being an ordinary person, living an ordinary life.
This was Wang Ming's own choice.
What Su Ye merged with was the nascent form of the Golden Core that the other party had already abandoned.
But He Qingqing is different.
The ice-type kidney water in her body is still at the inner realm level, located within the kidneys, and has not yet condensed into a stable golden core.
If it were forcibly separated, it would most likely dismantle the entire extraordinary life system, including related organs, evolutionary traits, and the foundation of life, and then the person would basically not survive.
Moreover, those people on White Lantern Street said it so casually: "The dead are safer than the living—"
These words weighed heavily on Su Ye's mind.
He is a doctor.
Su Ye has always held the belief of healing and saving lives in his mind, and the other party's behavior undoubtedly crossed Su Ye's bottom line. So Su Ye directly got involved in this mess. As a doctor, he felt that he should not remain silent. He Qingqing was also his patient, so it was only right for him to take responsibility for He Qingqing.
As for the potential trouble that might follow—
He looked up at the window, his gaze gradually turning cold.
Night fell over the old buildings, while the city lights in the distance shone peacefully.
"No matter how much power or influence you have, I will take it all on."
The sound was very soft.
But it represented Su Ye's inner thoughts. In an instant, the room seemed to turn cold. After a moment, Su Ye withdrew his gaze and took out the dried fruit slice from his pocket.
These are fragments of the Golden Spirit Fruit that he bought for 500 yuan.
Its edges are curled and its color is dark yellow, looking like a dried, broken leaf.
But when it landed in Su Ye's palm, there was a slight feedback deep in his lungs.
That shopkeeper is clueless.
Su Ye couldn't help but chuckle.
Five hundred yuan.
Even a dried fragment of such a fruit imbued with spiritual energy is extremely precious, and Su Ye has truly struck it rich this time.
With the recent increase in the frequency of battles, he has been using lung metal more and more.
Lung metal is indeed strong.
He exhaled a golden breath, its sharpness like a rare divine sword, capable of cutting through external forms and destroying crippling techniques, with immense destructive power.
However, the problem with Su Ye's lungs is also quite obvious.
His lung energy originated from Master Wang's innate golden energy, which was an external source.
It is powerful, but its recovery is slow. Ultimately, it is not truly his own, and he cannot control it with the same ease. He is merely relying on the nascent form of the water-based golden core to forcibly control it, unable to unleash its full power.
His lungs are still ordinary lungs, with limited capacity and weak ability to nourish the metal element.
It's like a divine sword being nurtured in a stagnant pool.
No matter how sharp the sword is, this stagnant pool of water limits its potential.
Su Ye looked down at the fruit segment in his palm.
"This dried spiritual fruit has come at just the right time."
He closed his eyes.
The water-element golden core slowly rotated, its spiritual power gradually enveloping the fragment of the golden spirit fruit.
next moment.
A wisp of golden aura seeped out from the dried fruit segments.
Extremely fine.
Extremely profitable.
A sudden gust of cold wind swept through the rented room. The wind was harsh and sharp, and as soon as it appeared, several shallow scratches appeared on the table, which was extremely frightening.
Su Ye's eyebrows twitched slightly.
Indeed, it is a stroke of genius.
If an ordinary person were to forcibly absorb this, each wisp of golden energy entering their body would be equivalent to a razor blade piercing their flesh, blood, and internal organs, leaving them in a chaotic mess and inevitably resulting in a near-death experience.
Su Ye is different.
The power of water surged out silently, like a cool film, enveloping the sharp and aggressive golden energy strands.
The golden breath struggled within the water's essence.
The sharp edge cuts through the water film, only to be quickly smoothed out by the deeper water's warmth.
Su Ye's chest rose and fell slightly.
A sharp pain came from my lungs.
It's like countless extremely fine golden needles are slowly moving along the lung lobes.
He didn't stop.
The water-based golden elixir maintains balance, sending golden energy into the lungs.
A wisp.
Two strands.
Three strands.
The previously dormant metal energy in the lungs began to become active.
The innate golden energy that he had drawn into his lungs trembled slightly, as if it had sensed a shared energy source and began to actively absorb this golden spiritual energy.
Su Ye felt a burning sensation in his chest.
The sound of breathing became extremely soft.
With each inhalation, a faint sharpness swept across the edge of the lungs.
After the pain, there was a strange sense of clarity.
His breath seemed to cut through the air.
Dust floated inside the room.
With his eyes closed, he could feel every speck of dust being separated by the airflow in front of his nose.
Deep within the lungs, a point of golden light slowly shone. At first, it was just a thin thread, but soon, those threads spread along the texture of the lung lobes, outlining a faint golden vein.
The golden light was not intense, but very pure, like the first golden strokes falling on a blank sheet of paper.
Su Ye opened his eyes and slowly exhaled.
laugh.
The corner of the paper on the table cracked silently.
The cut is clean and smooth.
Su Ye glanced down and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
The lungs are also beginning to develop the characteristics of the lung metal element.
Once his lungs have fully evolved, he will have more control over the golden breath, recover faster, and gain greater power.
At that time, the golden energy will no longer be just a borrowed edge, but will truly become a part of his body, and Su Ye's lung energy will become even stronger.
The fragment of the Golden Spirit Fruit in his palm had completely dried up and crumbled into powder with the slightest touch.
Su Ye brushed the crumbs off his fingertips.
Then, he took out the transparent vessel wrapped in a strip of black cloth from his bag.
Place the dishes on the table.
The pale yellow liquid inside swayed gently.
The golden eyeball floated quietly within it.
Su Ye did not open it immediately.
The pain of having my pupils pierced from that moment when we made eye contact still lingered in my eyes.
But the more this happened, the more passionate he became.
It's a forbidden item.
A forbidden technique derived from a one in a million chance of evolving beings.
Eyesight sees through everything.
Extremely sharp.
If they can be integrated—
Su Ye tapped the glassware lightly with his fingertips.
The eyeball inside suddenly moved slowly.