These words were like a wake-up call! Xiao Rou suddenly understood everything.
Why did she fall into the trap? Why were all the attacks directed at her? There was only one purpose hidden behind the attacks: the Heavenly Eye! If it wasn't for the Heavenly Eye, why would someone use mental energy field vibrations to simulate transmitting her mother's last words, going to such lengths just to lure her into this closed, isolated barrier?
Countless questions slowly rose in Xiaorou's mind. If anyone wanted the Heavenly Eye the most, it would undoubtedly be the Heavenly Eye Society. However, apart from Ling Yun, the news of the Heavenly Eye on her had never been leaked to anyone else. If the Heavenly Eye Society didn't want other superhumans to compete for their treasure, it would be even less likely to leak it. But now, not only did the China Superhuman Headquarters know the whereabouts of the Heavenly Eye, but even these barbarians from the extremely cold Nordic region knew about the Heavenly Eye!
After returning from the headquarters of superpowers, Xiao Rou and Ling Yun had a detailed analysis of the leak of the Heavenly Eye. However, after the analysis, the two were still puzzled. How did Deputy Chief Instructor Luo Panxi and others know that the Heavenly Eye was in Xiao Rou's hands? Of course, it was impossible to ask Luo Panxi for verification. If the Heavenly Eye Association spread the news on its own, then other superpowered individuals would also come to fight for the Heavenly Eye, which would be detrimental to them. What would be their purpose in doing so?
If the Heavenly Eye Society has no intention of retrieving the Heavenly Eye, then why bother spending years hunting down Gu Xiaorou, and even going so far as to use psychic abilities extensively on Chinese soil? Such incomprehensible and contradictory actions leave people bewildered and disoriented.
Xiao Rou suddenly had a strange feeling, as if behind all the seemingly unrelated things, all the actions had the same purpose. She and Ling Yun were just pawns in the scheme of some invisible being, being pushed along by a huge force, and no matter what the process was, the result would be the same.
When you've fought against fate, only to find that you've wasted your energy and the ending was already predetermined, what would you think?
Xiao Rou's gaze seemed to pierce through layers of emptiness, as if she could see the truth behind all the overlapping spaces, but it was all indistinct and she couldn't make it out clearly.
Chapter 239 The Unseen Consciousness
Ling Yun placed his hand flat on Yuqi's head, and wave after wave of silver light emanated from his palm, flooding the girl's head like a sudden awakening, so that her whole body was surrounded by a layer of shimmering silver light. If it weren't for the slightly painful expression on Yuqi's face and the expression of her teeth being clenched in endurance, and if her expression were a little more dignified, she would look just like a beautiful angel descending from heaven.
A massive amount of memory information poured into Yuqi's mind like a waterfall cascading from the heavens, instantly making her feel suffocated. She involuntarily opened her pink lips, futilely gasping for breath. The memory information carried an invisible warmth. At first, it was just a trickle, which Yuqi found comforting. However, as the flow of memory increased, the stream turned into a river flowing into the sea, and the warmth turned into scalding water, which Yuqi could no longer bear.
She wanted to cry, but there was no time to shed tears. Every moment of her memories was like a house struggling to stay afloat, and she couldn't afford to relax for even a second, or she would face the collapse of the entire building. Her memories had become extremely chaotic, and her brain was like a kettle on a hot stove, constantly sending out cries for help to all parts of her body.
A moment later, the scalding hot memory information had transformed into a sharp dagger, scraping away bit by bit in Yuqi's mind. However, the girl could no longer scream; she could only close her eyes in agony and endure it. From childhood to adulthood, even if she wasn't spoiled, she had never suffered such agonizing torture, almost to the point of death. If she could choose again, the gentle and refined Yuqi, who was never good at refusing people, would definitely give that harmless boy a hard glare and resolutely refuse his torture-like transmission of memory information.
"How dare you say it doesn't hurt! I'll make him pay later!" Yuqi thought numbly, but then, even the slightest lingering thought vanished in sorrow.
Let it spread, anyway, the pain eventually becomes numb. Just then, she suddenly felt a movement somewhere in her body, as if some nameless creature was hiding inside her. Normally, Yuqi would have jumped up like a startled rabbit. But at this moment, she couldn't even open her eyelids, let alone jump.
The pain suddenly vanished, replaced by a refreshing coolness from Lingyun's palm. Yuqi couldn't help but let out a soft groan, feeling as invigorated as eating ice cream after being scorched by the sun, or as comfortably soaking in a fragrant pear blossom bath after a long day. But this invigoration came from within. Yuqi suddenly felt incomparably refreshed and clear-headed, as if her body was no longer composed of biological tissue, but had become a piece of uncut jade, a flawless piece of uncut jade, completely translucent, even transparent, every part as pure and flawless as a newborn baby.
Something inside her started moving again, but before Yuqi could even be surprised, another nameless entity began to stir. Then her chest, abdomen, limbs, and head followed suit, as if tiny, round engines were hidden within her body. They spun incessantly, and with each rotation, Yuqi felt as if she had gained a bit more energy.
Ling Yun's calm voice came from above her head: "Close your eyes, clear your mind of all distractions, and try to focus your vision on your body. Observe whether a small silver ball of light appears in your dantian."
Upon hearing this, Yuqi slowly closed her eyes, trying her best to filter out the distracting thoughts in her mind. After a long while, she finally entered a state of clarity. Suddenly, a heart that was beating rapidly appeared before her eyes. Yuqi was startled, but she immediately realized that it was her own heart. This sudden introspection filled her with both surprise and joy. When did she acquire such a miraculous ability, to see what was happening inside her own body?
Her gaze gradually moved downwards, to the lower abdomen, to the dantian, to the primordial chaos, where a silver orb the size of a fingernail emitted a faint, shifting silver light. It looked like a low-wattage silver lamp with insufficient power, seemingly about to go out at any moment. But for some reason, Yuqi had a strange feeling, as if that silver orb was like a star, its light changing but always burning.
"I saw it, Lingyun. What is that? Is it the mental field you mentioned?" Yuqi asked curiously. As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly froze, realizing that she hadn't actually spoken. Her words had been communicated silently through her mind. When did she acquire such an ability?
“Yes.” Ling Yun’s calm voice rose in her mind. “Alright, Yuqi, you can come out now.” With that, the boy released his hand and smiled at Yuqi.
To others, the girl seemed normal, except that she appeared more radiant and her eyes were clearer. Her skin and face had a subtle glow, adding a mysterious and luxurious veil to Yuqi, making her seem more like a stunningly beautiful girl than just a simple girl.
However, in Ling Yun's eyes, Yu Qi's eyes were occasionally flashing with an extremely faint silver light. This was because she had just acquired a mental field and was not yet familiar with controlling telekinesis. A layer of faint silver radiance rose from her body, equally faint, invisible to ordinary people. But under the Eye of Illusion, nothing could hide. Of course, the perception of the mental field could also sense Yu Qi's difference.
Now, stimulated by his memories, Yuqi has fully triggered her latent genes as a superhuman, completely transforming her into one. Although her mental field is still in its weakest state, Yuqi has already undergone a qualitative leap, rapidly becoming a superhuman from an ordinary person. That's an immeasurable gap. Even the most basic newborn superhumans are vastly different from ordinary people, just like when Ling Yun woke up after being hit by a radiation cloud, he could shatter a solid brick wall with a single punch. Yuqi is even luckier. After all, Ling Yun was completely clueless when he acquired his superhuman abilities, only having the opportunity to cultivate after meeting Yu Xiujie. Yuqi, on the other hand, was directly stimulated by Ling Yun to develop a mental field and possess countless well-categorized memories and superhuman cultivation methods.
Ling Yun suddenly felt a sense of emotion. This was his first time encountering a person with recessive genes, so he only had a vague understanding of how to trigger the conditions for recessive genes. However, this was a good opportunity to utilize the Hand of God. Considering the current situation of the Yang family and the hardships that Yuqi was about to face, Ling Yun had to trigger the recessive genes within her. The entire genetic blueprint of the human body was already stored in his memory, and he had analyzed the mutated genes of ordinary ability users countless times using his replication ability. Therefore, the entire triggering process went very smoothly, and he even had the opportunity to practice the Hand of God. This was the most important experience Ling Yun gained this time.
Having experienced this, Ling Yun would be much less hesitant to use the Hand of God in the future. He rarely used the Hand of God because it was, after all, challenging the authority of natural selection. Every species has developed stable genes through thousands of years of slow change. While the Hand of God could adjust the structure of genes, it couldn't fundamentally change the chromosomes. If genes were forcibly adjusted, even with the backing of data analysis on his replication ability, no one knew what the consequences would be.
Ling Yun had a lingering unease, especially when he used the Hand of God. This unease intensified as his mental energy field became far more sensitive than that of other experts of the same level. No change in the energy of heaven and earth could escape his notice. But it was precisely because of this that the young man felt an unparalleled awe for nature. In any case, the consequences of this ability were far too severe, and it was absolutely impossible for anyone to know about it.
If any superhuman in the world learned that someone could instantly turn them back into an ordinary person, or if someone woke up in the morning to find themselves transformed into a mammal weighing hundreds of kilograms or a cockroach, what would each person think?
Ling Yun will never become a hero revered by everyone; on the contrary, he will become everyone's nightmare, a public enemy. People are not afraid of attacks, nor of death, because these are commonplace and nothing can stop them. What people fear is change, especially change that is far ahead of its time. Once it happens, everyone's first instinct is to resist, not to accept it.
This is Ling Yun's deepest worry, but the worry doesn't stop there. The Eye of Illusion can vaguely see that behind countless spatial rifts, countless intersecting threads of different colors are intertwined. Each thread has its own purpose. If any one of the threads is moved, even the smallest one, it will trigger the strongest butterfly effect, thus forming a storm.
This thread cannot be changed by any force or means. Ling Yun does not understand the purpose or function of the thread, but he knows that it always exists. It has no past, no present, and no future; it simply exists. No time or space can control it. On the contrary, it can have time and space, including Ling Yun's thoughts.
Silently looking at his hands, Ling Yun warned himself not to overuse the Hand of God, otherwise he might bring about an unknown disaster. He could already sense a huge consciousness watching him. In front of this huge consciousness, all existence was as insignificant as ants, and there was no emotion in this consciousness. The reason it was watching him was simply because the strange methods he possessed were enough to trigger an extremely terrifying butterfly effect. Ling Yun had no doubt that once he truly triggered the wings of that butterfly, that huge consciousness would erase his existence without hesitation.
This erasure isn't about making a person vanish into thin air, but rather about disappearing naturally without attracting any attention. Even his closest relatives, like Gu Xiaorou and his parents, wouldn't find anything wrong with it. It's as if Ling Yun had never existed in this world, and all traces of his existence would be erased.
Ling Yun didn't know how he knew these things, but there was no denying it; he simply knew. All his unease stemmed from this. And no matter how much his power grew, he could never contend with that immense consciousness.
He sighed deeply, temporarily setting aside these vague and uncertain thoughts, and looked at the overjoyed Yuqi, saying, "Now you understand why I insisted you accept Yang Ling's resignation, right? This man is a menace; keeping him around will only bring trouble sooner or later. If your uncles and the shareholders weren't present, I would have definitely found a way to get rid of him." In fact, Ling Yun had already devised a plan. The drugs he had seized from Yang Hao were still stored in his protective space. With just a small frame-up, Yang Ling would be unable to clear his name, even if he jumped into the Yellow River. However, this matter was ultimately somewhat flawed. After much deliberation, Ling Yun decided not to implement it. He also planned to observe Yang Ling's reaction; after all, a salted fish couldn't turn over, and subduing him would be a piece of cake.
As for Yang Hao, Ling Yun later asked Yu Qi about it and learned that it was all a misunderstanding. This Yang Hao had no connection with the Yang family; he just happened to share the same surname. As for the ancient jade pendant, its origins could no longer be traced due to Yang Hao's death. However, Ling Yun still carefully kept the jade pendant on his person. He seemed to have a premonition that sooner or later, he would need to use it.
Yuqi trembled, looking at Ling Yun with some fear. She suddenly couldn't understand how this seemingly docile, lamb-like imposter boyfriend could utter such cruel words. Ling Yun had never shown her his true, cruel side before, which had given Yuqi the illusion that he was still just an ordinary, taciturn student who possessed extraordinary powers by chance. She didn't know that Ling Yun's personality had already undergone a profound and subtle change. In the world of superhumans, everything was normal, everything was acceptable, and everything could be changed.
The key was Ling Yun's tone, which seemed to regard killing as something perfectly normal. His indifferent expression and disdain for human life made Yuqi feel a slight fear. Although she had just become a superhuman, she was still the same simple girl at heart. Change is a gradual process, a process of quantitative change leading to qualitative change, rather than a sudden change. Extreme rigidity is easily broken, which is an unchanging law.
Yuqi suddenly felt a pang of heartache. She suddenly read a meaning in Ling Yun's eyes that she had never understood before—an expression that only a powerful and superior person would have. Yuqi had previously only thought Ling Yun was mysterious, full of captivating charm and domineering aura. But today, she finally understood what this aura truly meant.
She said softly, "You did the right thing. I was too soft-hearted and not suited to do great things. It's just that my fourth uncle was very kind to me when I was young. Although he has always approached me with ulterior motives to gain my father's trust, and now he is colluding with the Japanese to harm my father, I still find it hard to hate him. Oh well, let him just hold a sinecure. Anyway, he doesn't have any power and can't cause much trouble."
Ling Yun shook his head: "I'm not afraid of bad things happening, I'm afraid of bad people. A villain like your fourth uncle would probably cause trouble no matter where he is. But the good thing is that you have become a superhuman and have your father's experience and memories. You just need to sort things out for a few days, and have your eldest uncle help you in Hong Kong for a few more days. You will soon be back on track and become a qualified business manager."
He thought for a moment and continued, "What I'm passing on to you isn't just your father's management experience and genetic information, but also some of the training methods and special techniques I used when I first became a superhuman. Although you are also a superhuman now, you don't possess any special abilities other than your mental field. Even an ordinary person wielding a Desert Eagle could pose a threat to you. So, Yuqi, you need to become stronger as soon as possible, understand? I feel that superhuman organizations in this world are becoming more active and are no longer as peaceful as before. So, we don't have much time left. If you were just an ordinary girl, you wouldn't need to worry about this, but since you've already entered the sights of superhumans, you need to become stronger as quickly as possible."
"Yun, aren't you going to stay and help me?" Yuqi said disappointedly. "I hope you'll stay and help me. I find it hard to manage on my own. Without you, I never know what to do." The girl gently raised her palm, her heart stirring slightly. She watched as a soft silver light slowly formed in her hand. Then, according to Yuqi's wishes, the silver light slowly transformed into a lifelike human figure, perfectly resembling Ling Yun. With a gentle upward movement of her fair palms, the silver Ling Yun figure slowly flew into the air, circling around her and leaving a trail of silver light in its wake.
Looking at her disappointed expression, Ling Yun couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart. He couldn't help but take her soft, smooth little hands in his: "Yuqi, you have to learn to be strong. Actually, I don't understand business management either, and staying here won't really help you much. We are superhumans, and our strength is our power. Besides, the Japanese ninjas haven't truly withdrawn yet; we are still caught in the machinations of their schemes. I won't leave you, but I need to help you deal with those superhumans who have designs on the Yang family. Moreover, there are the Wu Clan hiding in the shadows and an even more mysterious mastermind behind the scenes. You must learn to be independent so that you can grow, instead of relying on others for everything. I think what your father said to me subconsciously was also his hope that you could take over from him, not only becoming a strong person in terms of power, but also a strong person in terms of life."
Yuqi's body trembled, and she looked at Ling Yun with tender eyes: "Yun, I understand. I know you are doing this for my own good. I will try my best. You can believe me. As long as you support me, I will not be afraid at all."
Ling Yun smiled slightly, about to praise her a few words, when suddenly, a few strange fluctuations came from his mental field, and his eyes couldn't help but light up: "Speak of the devil, and he appears! I have to go and see what tricks our Japanese friends have come up with this time!"
Chapter 240 Matsumoto Tomoki's Doubts
"Who did you say came?" Yuqi asked curiously.
Ling Yun smiled slightly: "It's alright. You can digest the memory information I gave you here first. I'll be right back." With that, before Yu Qi could reply, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. He had already used the Wind Escape Technique to hide in the ripples of air.