parentshiftbook Chapter 81 Embracing Evolution Fully?
Chapter 81 Embracing Evolution Fully?
Chapter 81 Embracing Evolution Fully?
As dusk fell, Jiangcheng was peaceful. Su Ye stood by the window for a while, then sighed.
He returned to his residence, closed the door, and stood in the entryway for a few seconds.
Liu Xiao's image was still vivid in his mind: a bloated mountain of flesh, grayish-yellow debris, fleshy buds growing wildly outward along the blood vessel walls, and tissues that had been opened up by spiritual energy and then haphazardly healed, like muddy water stirred up in a stream, cracked beyond recognition after drying.
After this experience, the feeling of being out of control took on a concrete form in Su Ye's mind.
What if Liu Xiao's changes are the norm?
After the fog descended, the concentration of spiritual energy increased day by day. Everyone was being pushed forward by that force, but most people had no talent or path. They were simply brutally washed over by the spiritual energy. They could not evolve; they were merely mutated.
Then the streets will be full of monsters like Liu Xiao.
Su Ye closed his eyes.
He didn't think about it any further; it was too far ahead, and thinking about it was pointless.
In essence, today's events were quite simple. He used Liu Xiao's body to verify the possibility of correcting the erroneous evolution of the spleen earth. There was an element of using Liu Xiao as a test subject, but he also cleaned up the erroneous growths on Liu Xiao's body.
That's enough.
Su Ye dried his hands and sat down at the table.
He sent Liu Xiao to Old Wang's place because he trusted Old Wang, and because after dealing with similar cases, he knew very well that once this situation broke out on a large scale, it was impossible for one person to handle it.
He's just a doctor; he can't save the world.
I recommend him to Mr. Wang; perhaps he can save countless families in the future, after all, the influence behind Mr. Wang represents a certain social circle.
Su Ye turned on his computer and reviewed everything he had seen, treated, and healed recently: the five internal organs and the five elements, kidney water, lung metal, heart fire, liver wood, spleen earth, the orthodox concepts of external appearance and internal landscape, the first realm of marrow cleansing, and the third eye at the spiritual level.
He didn't write about the rudimentary form of the Golden Elixir.
The inner realm level is enough for Elder Wang and his group to study; he himself hasn't even fully grasped the rudimentary form of the Golden Core.
After he finished organizing it, he sent it to Old Wang.
The phone rang in less than half a minute.
"Xiao Ye, these things are so important, did you research them all yourself?"
Old Wang's voice trembled slightly.
Their focus is currently entirely on research into the extraordinary, but after all this time, they haven't gathered as much information as Su Ye has. The first realm of the two dimensions, Marrow Cleansing and Heavenly Eye, are clearly listed on the paper.
"Xiao Ye, you are truly a rare talent."
The old man's tone carried a sense of eagerness to find talented people.
"Are you willing to—"
Su Ye interrupted him.
"Mr. Wang, I'm doing fine as I am now."
Old Wang paused for a moment, then laughed.
"I was too hasty."
The old man chuckled softly, a hint of regret in his voice, yet he acknowledged Su Ye's choice: "Looking at the world from different perspectives will indeed lead to different results."
The two chatted for a while longer.
"Liu Xiao has been taken in. His mental state is relatively stable, and his injuries are under control. However, the child's mental fortitude is a bit weak. He must have suffered trauma in the past, and he needs to heal slowly."
"Don't worry, we will handle it as you suggested and provide appropriate guidance."
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Su Ye said, "His spleen earth root is still there. In my opinion, it can evolve again."
"Again?" Old Wang keenly caught the word.
"Yes, his previous evolutionary path was completely wrong. I helped him clean up all the wrong parts."
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.
Old Wang himself possessed Lung Metal, and he knew how powerful the evolution of the inner realm was. Liu Xiao's condition back then was probably even more troublesome than he could have imagined. Yet Su Ye spoke of that level of thing with such nonchalance.
He didn't ask any further questions.
However, her opinion of Su Ye's path to transcendence was raised even higher.
The two chatted for a while, and Su Ye got a general understanding of the progress on Old Wang's side. After returning that day, the old man began to implement sweeping reforms. He gathered elites from the four major military regions in Jiangnan and reorganized them into a supernatural organization called Azure Dragon. Now this organization is completely under his control and, under his leadership, it has fully shifted towards the supernatural realm.
"I must train a team that can suppress those who are out of control. In the future, when order collapses and terrorism invades, this team must be able to protect humanity and our home."
When Old Wang said these words, his voice was not loud, but it was very heavy.
He only spoke his mind like this in front of Su Ye.
Finally, the old man chuckled and his tone softened: "Don't take it too seriously. If anyone in Jiangcheng makes things difficult for you or affects your life, just tell me. This old man still has some influence."
Su Ye smiled.
"it is good."
Old Wang gave a few more instructions to be careful, and then hung up.
The room fell silent again.
Su Ye sat at the table without getting up immediately. The water-element golden core trembled slightly within his body. The dark yellow scum deep in his spleen was sealed by the water essence, as quiet as a grain of dirty sand at the bottom of a bottle.
Su Ye didn't touch it.
The compatibility is zero, this thing is dangerous, but it might come in handy someday.
He thought of Su Chen again and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his temples.
"We must find a cultivation method for Xiao Chen that cultivates the Xuan Wood of the Liver as soon as possible."
That kid is always causing trouble.
He paused for a moment after saying that.
Before, he only needed to worry about surviving, but now he has more and more things to worry about.
Su Ye gave a wry smile.
That's it.
The next morning, Su Ye went to work as usual.
The computer in the fourth consultation room started up very slowly, and even blue-screened once after entering the system. Su Ye stared at the blue screen, itching with anger. Such a big hospital, can't it be equipped with a good computer?
He put on his white coat, sat down at the table, and casually straightened the sign on the table.
Before I could even sit down properly, the door was pushed open.
A person walked in quickly, sat down with tense shoulders, and tucked his hands into his sleeves, only revealing his pale fingertips.
"Dr. Su."
She looked up, her voice strained.
"Help me."
Su Ye was stunned for a moment.
He stared intently at the girl, who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen. Her face was deathly pale, her jacket was zipped up all the way, her bangs were plastered to her skin, and her lips were almost bloodless. The glass of water she had placed on the table had a thin layer of frost on the outside.
He Qingqing.
Su Ye glanced over, his brow twitching slightly.
The ice-type mutation within her body was even more profound than when he last saw it. A fine chill pushed outwards along her waist and abdomen, like cold lines drilling into her blood vessels and fascia. Her pulse was a little erratic, her body temperature was low, and the blood flow to the tips of her fingers had slowed down.
But he soon realized something was wrong.
Her breathing was somewhat disordered, as if she had just experienced something.
Su Ye put down the mouse and looked at her.
"Calm down and tell me."
He Qingqing took a deep breath, a difficult one, as if a layer of cold air had settled in her chest.
"I've been targeted by people from Whitelight Street."
Su Ye's gaze paused slightly.
"Whitelight Street?"
He Qingqing nodded, her fingers gripping her sleeve, her knuckles turning white.
"Whitelight Street was a place mainly used for underground transactions."
She spoke in a low voice and glanced unconsciously toward the door.
"The place is always lit with cold white lights, and black-robed sellers trade inside. Not many people know about it. It is said that those who have come into contact with the extraordinary and have money and power in Jiangcheng and even the provincial capital will mingle inside."
,black market.
Su Ye understood.
He had just wiped out the Xuanjing Society from Jiangcheng when another White Lantern Street suddenly appeared. There were more things hidden beneath this city than he had imagined.
He Qingqing paused for a moment, then continued, "I've been adjusting according to your method for a while now, and the feeling of kidney water freezing has indeed been suppressed somewhat."
She glanced at Su Ye, her eyes filled with a hint of grievance.
"But it's still cold. Sometimes when I wake up at night, it feels like there's a block of ice pressing on my waist. I'm wondering if there's any magical substance that can help me suppress the cold."
Her encounter with Whitelight Street was entirely accidental.
Someone told her that she could buy things there that were not available through ordinary channels: fragments of spirit fruits, spirit matter, and potions to suppress abnormal evolution. At first, she only wanted to buy something to suppress the cold.
As a result, he was targeted as soon as he showed up.
"They want to study the direction of my mutation."
Her voice trembled slightly when she said that.
"I've fought them before, and they're very strong. Now they're threatening the safety of my family. Dr. Su, I'm really desperate and have no other choice but to beg you."
She was only sixteen or seventeen years old.
A few days ago, I could still force myself to be calm and call him "senior" while sitting in the clinic. But now, my eyes are red, my shoulders are tense, and I'm clutching my phone, turning the screen on and off repeatedly to check the messages.
"This morning I asked my mom to leave Jiangcheng and go to visit relatives in another city."
He Qingqing sniffed and showed her phone to Su Ye.
The latest message has just popped up in the chat box.
"We're here, don't worry."
She stared at the words for two seconds, then her shoulders suddenly slumped.
call.
Tears almost welled up in her eyes, but she quickly raised her hand to wipe them away.
"My mom has arrived; she should be safe now."
Su Ye looked at her and sighed inwardly.
The Xuanjing Society is gone, and now White Lantern Street has sprung up. Underground transactions, black-robed sellers, and research into mutations—these words together are already quite filthy.
"You stay here with me today. After get off work, I'll go with you."
He Qingqing was stunned.
"Don't worry, you're safe with me."
Her lips moved, but she didn't say anything; her eyes were full of guilt and unease.
Even as a child who had only recently come into contact with the extraordinary, she knew how deep the waters ran in White Lantern Street. It wasn't just a single person; there were transactions, organizations, and rules involved. It was too mysterious and terrifying.
But then she thought of the letter she received this morning.
White paper, red writing, the words were written in blood, telling her to go to house number 102 on Whitelight Street tonight.
She also attached photos of her parents.
She knew that once she went in, her fate would be terrible.
She had no other choice but to turn to Mr. Su, the only extraordinary person she had encountered so far.
"it is good."
Her voice choked with emotion.
"Thank you, Dr. Su."
On this day, a girl appeared in the fourth consultation room.
She sat in the corner, her coat pulled up high, holding a water glass in both hands. She didn't say much, and the patients didn't pay much attention. At most, they would rub their hands together after entering and mutter, "Dr. Su, the air conditioning in this room is a bit too low."
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Su Ye glanced at He Qingqing.
He Qingqing immediately pulled the water glass closer to her chest, as if she had done something wrong.
Su Ye didn't say anything.
With his current mental strength, he could roughly understand the patient's condition with a glance, but he still asked the questions he needed to ask, examined the necessary tests, and arranged for CT scans and urine tests if needed.
A middle-aged man came in with a medical record, nervously asking if he had a serious illness.
Su Ye glanced at the film, then at the report.
"The stone isn't large."
The man's face immediately relaxed.
Su Ye typed out the doctor's instructions: "Drink more water, and have your follow-up check-ups on time. Your condition is not serious."
Relaxed, simple, and even a long-lost sense of peace.
Su Ye quite enjoyed this moment; compared to all the messy things in the extraordinary world, seeing a doctor was much easier.
He Qingqing, however, couldn't sit still.
She kept glancing at her phone and then at the door. If the footsteps in the hallway quickened even slightly, she would look up, her expression panicked.
Su Ye checked on her several times along the way.
"It's fine."
He Qingqing nodded.
After a short while, he started staring at his phone again.
Su Ye didn't try to persuade him any further. When someone is truly scared, a few words won't do much good; you have to address the root cause.
As dusk fell, the number of people in the outpatient building gradually decreased.
After seeing the last patient, Su Ye shut down the system and took off his white coat.
He Qingqing immediately stood up.
"Let's go."
Su Ye picked up his coat.
"Lead the way."
The location of Baideng Street is very remote.
He Qingqing led Su Ye on a series of transfers, finally arriving at an abandoned area on the edge of Jiangcheng. There used to be a hospital here, but it moved away, leaving the site empty. Behind the hospital, there used to be a commercial street where patients' families and nearby residents did business. After the hospital left, the street slowly died out, the roller shutters were covered in dust, and the signs were blown away by the wind, leaving only half of them.
Su Ye stood at the street corner and glanced at it.
It's remote, old, and desolate, making it a perfect place to hide things.
The two walked inside.
He Qingqing became visibly nervous and whispered, "It wasn't like this last time I came here."
Su Ye didn't reply, but his mental energy had already spread out.
The streets, storefronts, the back wall of the old hospital, the abandoned pharmacy, and the broken windows upstairs all came into his perception.
There was nothing there.
There was no one there, no spiritual energy fluctuations, no unusual aura, and even the lingering smell from the recent large gathering of people was very faint.
Su Ye paused for a moment.
He Qingqing also sensed something was wrong. She stood at the entrance of Baideng Street, her face even paler than before.
"Strange—White Light Street isn't open."
She looked at the dark storefronts and said softly, "They told me to come to room 102 tonight. I thought it would be open."
Su Ye walked to a shop with a broken signboard. There was a small scratch on the door frame, like some kind of mark. He reached out and touched it, and dust rubbed off on his fingertips.
These symbols should all have their uses.
However, Su Ye is not aware of this yet.
"fine."
He withdrew his hand.
"I'll take you home first."
He Qingqing was taken aback.
"But they—"
"This street is empty right now," Su Ye said. "We don't know when or how White Light Street will open, so there's no point in wasting time here."
He Qingqing bit her lip and nodded.
Su Ye walked out.
"Your house isn't far from mine, so be alert at night. If anything seems even slightly off, just message me."
"Um.
He Qingqing lowered her head, her voice muffled, and her eyes were a little red.
Su Ye glanced at her and raised his hand to rub her head.
He Qingqing's body stiffened for a moment.
"Don't worry about it, they're all minor issues."
These words were spoken calmly. He Qingqing's nose tingled, she lowered her head, and hummed in agreement.
Su Ye escorted her to the entrance of the residential area, watched her go inside, and waited for a while longer.
My phone vibrated.
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He Qingqing: "I'm home."
Su Ye replied with two words.
"Don't sleep too soundly, tell me if you have any problems."
After sending the message, the casualness on his face slowly disappeared.
Whitelight Street, underground transactions, researching the anomalies within the interior.
These things made him uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart. Xuanjing Society was stripping away the surface, and Baideng Street was researching the anomalies. The city appeared peaceful on the surface, but who knew how much filth was hidden beneath.
Su Ye returned home and rested for a while.
The water-based golden core within his body stirred slightly.
He raised his head.
There's something outside the door.
Su Ye got up, walked over, and opened the door.
The hallway was empty, but there was a piece of paper on the ground in front of the door, under a black coin.
He bent down and picked it up.
The paper was covered with scarlet words, a dark, almost blackish red, written in blood. Each stroke was forceful, as if the writer deliberately wanted it to be clearly visible, revealing the few remaining traces of ferocity within.
The name He Qingqing.
his name.
The last line of text is crooked.
"Don't interfere in the affairs of Whitelight Street."
Su Ye held the paper tightly, his fingertips tightening little by little.
He looked up at the empty stairwell, his voice very soft.
"Are you threatening me now?"
Su Ye gazed at the night sky, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"It seems the underground forces in White Lantern Street are truly extremely arrogant."
He glanced down at the note in his hand.
The blood-red words gleamed dark red under the corridor lights. The threatening phrases within made Su Ye's expression turn cold. Su Ye gently pressed his fingertips on the paper, and the nascent water-elemental golden core trembled slightly, his spiritual power spreading out along the night.
A furtive figure was leaving the residential area at that moment.
He raised his eyes, his voice tinged with a hint of mockery.
"Little mouse, do you think you can get away?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ye's figure disappeared into the night.
The night was deep. A middle-aged man walked on the empty street. He wore a dark gray short-sleeved shirt, silver-rimmed glasses, and his hair was neatly combed. At first glance, he looked like a junior official sitting in an office. But his eyes were too cold and were hidden behind the reflective lenses.
His speed was extremely fast, clearly indicating that he was also someone who had come into contact with the extraordinary.
He gazed at the tranquil Jiangcheng and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
calm?
Beneath the surface of this peaceful little town, undercurrents had long been brewing. After the thick fog, everything in the world had changed. Those who were still going to work and buying groceries obediently had no idea that the city had split into two completely different things: the ordinary under the sunlight and the extraordinary amidst the surging undercurrents.
And he couldn't help but think of that girl.
He Qingqing has a Kidney Water Inner Landscape, but its inner landscape attribute is mutating towards the Ice element. This is a rare treasure for them. This girl has only just begun to come into contact with the extraordinary, otherwise it would be very troublesome.
However, she is just a little girl now, with too many vulnerabilities.
"If we could develop an ice-based technique based on her ice-based meridians—"
He muttered to himself, the greed in his eyes almost overflowing.
They've invested so much effort in this girl, just waiting for the day they can reap the rewards.
However, he suddenly snorted coldly. Today, there was actually a guy who was courting death who approached He Qingqing, and judging from his appearance, he seemed to want to protect He Qingqing.
act recklessly.
His expression was twisted, with a hint of disdain. The young doctor had no idea what kind of terrifying being he had offended.
Just as he was indulging in self-admiration.
The next moment, his expression froze.
hum!
A powerful aura pressed down from all directions.
The air itself seemed to turn into water, the light from the streetlights suddenly distorted, the edges of the halo trembled slightly, and even his own breathing became muffled, as if he had been pressed into the deep sea. A tremendous pressure surged in, almost crushing him. His face immediately turned red, and before he could discern the direction, a sound exploded in his eardrums.
"People from Whitelight Street?"
The voice wasn't loud, but it felt like a hammer hitting his head.
"Are you posing a threat to me?"
He tried to turn around suddenly, but his hands and feet felt like they were being gripped by something invisible, and every inch of his skin was under tremendous pressure.
"Where do you think you're going to run off to?"
At that moment, the world seemed to grow even more distant from him. The streetlights, old buildings, and streets were all separated by an invisible layer of water, as if he had been carved out of this world.
"What the hell is this thing?!"
He mustered all his strength, his feet creating cracks in the ground, and charged forward, unleashing a palm strike that tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound.
boo.
Like a pebble thrown into the water.
The force dissolved completely into the invisible barrier in front of them, without even a splash.
This is... a water dungeon?
A piece of paper falls from the sky.
He reached out and caught it, glanced down at it, and his expression changed drastically.
The paper was covered in scarlet writing: "Don't interfere in Whitelight Street's affairs. If you meddle, I'll kill everyone connected to you!"
This—isn't this the note he just left at the doctor's door?
In an instant, fear surged into my heart.
He couldn't breathe, as if an invisible hand was gripping his neck. Each breath was short, as if it had been cut off in half, and all that could be heard in his throat was a gurgling sound.
Deep within the city, amidst the darkness and shadows, a figure appeared out of nowhere.
He was a young man, wearing a white T-shirt. He was very young, with handsome features. Standing in that distorted light and shadow, his eyes were deep and calm, but after just one glance, his back was instantly soaked with sweat!
extraordinary!
Moreover, it is an extremely powerful extraordinary ability!
What was that oppressive aura just now? Water element? The power of kidney water? Is this someone with an inner realm transcendence?
He opened his mouth, his voice trembling.
"Who...who are you?"
Su Ye didn't answer, he just looked at him.
"You are not qualified to question me. Now is the time for me to interrogate you. I need to understand the situation on White Lantern Street."
The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, and he struggled frantically. However, the next moment he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura suddenly weakened. An invisible force struck him, making his hair stand on end.
Finally, he resigned himself to his fate, kneeling on the ground, and said in a low voice, "White Lantern Street, you want to take action against White Lantern Street? You have indeed come a long way on the path of transcendence, but I advise you not to provoke White Lantern Street. Too many people's interests are involved here, and you are ultimately only one person. Let me leave, and I will pretend that nothing happened, how about it?"
Upon hearing this, Su Ye gave him a cold look.
It seems that the forces in Whitelight Street are complex and intertwined.
His mental energy had already spread out, and the middle-aged man felt as if something in his brain had been forcibly turned inside out. His lips opened uncontrollably, and his voice came out from his throat.
"Open on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays from 7 p.m. to 10 p.m. — in the abandoned commercial street behind the old hospital in the west of the city."
After he finished speaking, the fear in his eyes was so intense that it almost overflowed. What exactly was that special power he had just experienced? He had seen the inner landscape of the water system before, but he had never felt such terror before!
Monster, the person in front of him was definitely a monster he couldn't understand.
It turned out to be the case.
Su Ye withdrew his gaze. No wonder he didn't see a single person when he went to Baideng Street today. He thought He Qingqing had remembered the wrong place, but now it seems that the timing was wrong. Baideng Street was not open at all at that time.
The middle-aged man calmed himself down and then said solemnly, "I also advise you to stop paying attention to that girl. The person who has taken a liking to her ice-type mutation is not someone you can afford to offend."
Su Ye's eyes flickered, and he gave him a cold look.
boom!
The middle-aged man's body stiffened abruptly, as if something had exploded in his mind. A sharp buzzing sound drilled from his eardrums all the way to the back of his head, and it felt as if countless fine needles were piercing every inch of his skin, with a creaking sound coming from the gaps in his bones.
At this moment, the middle-aged man felt as if his will was being crushed inch by inch.
He tried to beg for mercy, but his lips moved only, producing a muffled whisper.
How could Jiangcheng have such extraordinary abilities?
"This White Light Street is quite interesting."
"But thank you anyway, it allowed me to further verify some of my abilities."
"Let's pretend that what happened today never happened."
The young man's voice faded into the distance, calm and collected, while the middle-aged man gritted his teeth, a cold smile playing on his lips, his expression twisted in a grimace. Pretend nothing happened? How could that be?
When I get back today, I must—ah!
The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed drastically, as if he had been struck a painful blow. It was that invisible and mysterious force again, but this time it felt as if it had instantly torn open the back of his head, causing his spirit to collapse, as if a page had been ripped from a complete book.
Puff puff.
He fell to the ground.
White foam was coming out of its mouth.
Su Ye walked down the street, the night wind brushing against the hem of his clothes. His pace was unhurried, but his expression was unusually solemn and cold.
I never expected that these people under Jiangcheng would be so unscrupulous.
A blatant threat.
He Qingqing was only sixteen years old, yet these people who appeared out of nowhere threatened her and even coerced her by threatening the lives of her family. They had fought before, and He Qingqing was indeed at her wit's end, which is why she came to Su Ye for help.
Thinking of this, Su Ye's eyes were devoid of any warmth.
Xuanjinghui is a rat hiding in the shadows.
Whitelight Street felt even more rampant and arrogant to him.
"Missing Persons —"
Su Ye suddenly thought of this matter: could all those unsolved missing persons cases in Jiangcheng really be attributed to the Xuanjing Society?
It's possible that Xuanjing Society is just a scapegoat.
Too many missing persons cases actually originate from elsewhere.
White Lantern Street.
Underground transactions.
In their eyes, He Qingqing's ice-type mutation could be turned into "research material".
What about other people who have just come into contact with the extraordinary?
What about those who act as external agents?
Unfortunately, Su Ye had already uprooted the Xuanjing Society's stronghold in Jiangcheng, burying everything in darkness along with the destruction of the Xuanjing Society.
Su Ye looked up at the night view of Jiangcheng.
The night was deep.
The lights above floated, cutting the street into patches of uneven light and shadow. The sound of traffic continued in the distance, the city went on as usual, but the dark places between the buildings looked like cracks that were not illuminated.
Su Ye suddenly felt that he couldn't see through Jiang Cheng anymore.
Some things are right under your feet.
Perhaps it has existed for a long time.
Ordinary people cannot see it, and are rarely affected by it, but once touched, it's like setting yourself on fire, instantly swallowed by darkness.
After returning to my residence.
Su Ye went over everything that had just happened in his mind again and again.
This time, he brought his Heavenly Eye-level spiritual power to its limit.
Through mental pressure, water-based blockade, and even directly using mental power to hook the other party's mind for interrogation, Su Ye ultimately erased the other party's memory.
There are so many wonderful uses for mental power.
He did not kill the middle-aged man.
The dead body would alert White Lantern Street, like stirring up trouble. Su Ye has too many questions that he needs to answer by going to White Lantern Street himself.
Mental strength is flexible and has the ability to heal itself. If that person is lucky, they may be able to recall some fragments later.
But for at least a month or two, he couldn't recall anything that happened that night.
enough.
Su Ye looked down at his hands.
The sensation of touching consciousness still lingers on my fingertips.
The human spirit is not a solid block of iron.
Surface thinking, emotional reactions, and the deeper spiritual core are all different.
If his mental strength were more refined and stronger, he could do even more.
"If my mental strength can be further improved, I will be able to do even more things."
The nascent form of the water-based golden elixir trembled slightly.
Su Ye closed his eyes and sat for a while before going to rest.
The next morning.
Su Ye is off work today.
He Qingqing arrived very early.
She stood at the door, first looking at both sides of the corridor, then at Su Ye, her phone still clutched in her hand.
"Dr. Su." He Qingqing, unaware of what had happened last night, still looked trembling with fear.
Seeing her like this, Su Ye opened the door and let her in.
"Come in."
After He Qingqing sat down, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her home wasn't far from here, but she had been terrified the whole way, fearing that a dark figure would suddenly appear, knock her unconscious, and take her away.
Su Ye glanced at it.
"How did you sleep last night?"
He Qingqing lowered her head.
"Thankfully, I didn't dare to sleep too much —"
"Hmm." Su Ye could see that He Qingqing was currently under a lot of tension and was on the verge of collapse. If this wasn't resolved soon, the child would really break down.
He changed into clothes that were easier to move in.
"Walk."
He Qingqing was taken aback.
"Where to?"
"Training".
"what?"
Her eyes were filled with confusion.
He Qingqing had no mind to train now; she felt she could be killed by the group of people on White Lantern Street at any moment.
But Su Ye had already left, so she had no choice but to follow.
Su Ye stood still in the nearby open space, his expression calm and composed. He stretched his shoulders and back, making a snapping sound.
"Watch closely."
He planted his feet firmly, his spine gradually loosening, and the next moment, his back fascia tightened, a series of fine popping sounds emanating from his joints.
Crackle, crackle.
The dragon and snake have changed spines.
Su Ye threw a punch.
The air jolted briefly.
He Qingqing's eyes widened.
She couldn't understand what it was, but she could feel that a power channel had been opened in Su Ye's body, rushing from the soles of his feet all the way to his fist.
Nothing fancy.
very direct.
This is—a power generation technique she has never seen before?
Su Ye withdrew his fist and looked at her.
"Give it a try."
He Qingqing pointed to herself.
"I?
'
"Um."
"But I'm an ice-type!"
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"No matter how extraordinary the evolution of the inner world may be, the physical body is ultimately the foundation and the source of all things in the universe."
These words suddenly enlightened He Qingqing. Recalling the force of Su Ye's punch just now, her heart suddenly burned with excitement, and the fear that had enveloped her dissipated somewhat. So she quickly imitated Su Ye's movements and stood up straight.
Her spine twisted, and the muscles in her back tensed instantly. Her body trembled violently like a winnowing basket, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. She had only made one starting movement in imitation of Su Ye's, and then she felt dizzy.
"Did I...did I do something wrong?"
Su Ye glanced at it.
"It's alright, I'm just too weak."
He Qingqing blushed, and Su Ye walked over and tapped her shoulder.
"Relax here."
Su Ye helped He Qingqing adjust the standard of her movements. The Dragon-Snake Spinal Transformation was not complete. Su Ye now regarded it as an ancient martial art for strengthening the body, and in his opinion, it was a training method that was very suitable for He Qingqing's physique.
After completing this set of Dragon and Snake Spine Transformation, He Qingqing could clearly feel the changes in herself, as if a warm energy was flowing through her body.
The chill surging from my kidneys was somewhat suppressed.
He Qingqing was stunned.
She looked down at her hands.
"Dr. Su—this training method is amazing, it seems to really work!"
Su Ye's lips curled slightly.
The Dragon-Snake Spinal Transformation can mobilize the muscles, bones, blood, and fascia to support the body. He Qingqing's ice-type mutation is rooted in the kidney water, and the cold energy is rampant. Ultimately, it is because her physical foundation is too weak.
First, warm up your body.
The chill is easily suppressed, and if it can be suppressed, then the difficulty of using it naturally decreases significantly.
"You can also study ancient martial arts in your spare time."
"I discovered that these historical artifacts actually have a story behind them."
He Qingqing nodded. At this moment, most of her fear had dissipated. The warm energy had completely focused her attention on this ancient martial art. The young doctor next to her had a gentle smile that gave her a great sense of security.
The rest of the morning, Su Ye practiced his own routine and occasionally corrected her a few things.
He Qingqing soon discovered that Dr. Su usually spoke like a friendly older brother, but when it came to teaching, he was like a strict teacher. However, she listened attentively because she found that what Dr. Su taught was exceptionally valuable.
This might be a real opportunity for me!
To her surprise, no one from Whitelight Street came looking for her until the afternoon, and the tension in her heart gradually eased.
The sky gradually darkened.
Su Ye glanced at the time.
Wednesday, 6:40 p.m.
He put away his phone and stood up.
"Let's go."
He Qingqing asked in confusion, "Where are we going when it's already dark?"
Su Ye picked up his coat.
"Go to White Lantern Street."