Chapter 84: Chapter 82: Slaughter Will

“Psychological test?”

Ye Mingqiu felt perplexed, thinking he had no psychological issues. Why did Tang Ruobing want Feng Xinglie to conduct this psychological test on him?

Is it necessary?

“I feel… you probably have developed Spirit Realm post-war syndrome. The possibility is high; you just haven’t realized it yet.” Tang Ruobing slowly turned her head, showing worry on her gorgeous face as her aqua-blue eyes flickered uncertainly.

“Is there any basis for this?”

Ye Mingqiu asked.

“Your state after entering combat, can you control your moves autonomously? Are you fighting, or are you awakening instinct to fight?” Tang Ruobing questioned.

“….”

Ye Mingqiu didn’t reply, but the answer was clear. He activated his instincts to enter a pure combat state, where all non-combat thoughts were suppressed, and excess ideas gradually disappeared entirely.

Hiss…. It kind of seems like that’s the case?

“This is your self-protection state. After experiencing continuous high-intensity combat in a short period, a rare few with strong combat talents enter this state, allowing them to exert greater combat power. But at the same time… they gradually become unlike themselves.”

Tang Ruobing patted his back, speaking in a soft voice: “Harness the power, instead of letting power become your master.”

“Mm.”

….

School infirmary

Feng Xinglie sat in the physician’s seat, wearing a white robe and gold-rimmed glasses, looking oddly at Ye Mingqiu sitting before him.

Hiss….

Why does my face feel phantom pain….

He couldn’t help but think.

But out of his professional ethics, Feng Xinglie set aside distractions and spoke seriously: “Ye Mingqiu, if Tang Ruobing’s description was correct, then your current state could be very dangerous.”

“Why?”

“Though you are now at the academy, in a safe environment, your instincts might still signal danger at any moment, forcing you into an extremely high state of alertness, able to detect even the slightest malice, right?”

Feng Xinglie asked.

“Mm.”

Ye Mingqiu nodded. Indeed, although Xiaoguang harbored animosity towards him, it wasn’t much, and he could sense no real threat. Yet his instincts constantly perceived changes in malice.

“You seem safe externally, but your spirit is consistently strained.”

“Your intense study may not necessarily stem from a love for learning, but because immersing yourself in learning helps you forget danger, allowing relaxation and gradually soothing your mind and body.”

“After each deep study session, you feel exhausted, yet simultaneously relaxed. Is that correct?”

“Mm.”

Ye Mingqiu nodded again. It was precisely that comfort that made him fall in love with learning, initially believing it to be the relaxed feeling of growing stronger.

Subsequently, Feng Xinglie posed several questions, gradually making Ye Mingqiu realize that although he appeared to have left the battlefield, he had never truly found peace.

“I have here a crystal ball. Place your hand on it, and it will reflect your inner shadow.”

Feng Xinglie presented a crystal ball, crystal clear, in his hand, reflecting strands of unsettling wind blowing haphazardly.

“The winds blow because I’m worried about your safety.”

He coughed twice and handed the crystal ball to Ye Mingqiu: “Hold it, connect your will to the crystal ball, and it will reflect your subconscious.”

“Mm.”

Ye Mingqiu took the crystal ball.

Almost instantly, the pure white, crystal-clear ball turned crimson, becoming a blood-red sphere exuding a sinister, terrifying color. Within was a blood-red mist, seeming to hide monstrous beasts.

Monster!

Absolute monster!

Feng Xinglie’s eyes widened as he stared at the blood-red crystal ball, incredulously saying: “It’s the first time I’ve seen a crystal ball turn like this, a bloody, terrifying blood-red illusion realm, hiding terrifying phantom beasts, as if ready to leap out of the crystal ball to devour…. are you a monster?”

“Inconceivable! You can remain rational! You can actually stay rational in such a state! It’s truly unbelievable!”

“Really?”

Ye Mingqiu furrowed his brows. Though he noticed the crystal ball was off, he felt his mental state wasn’t as dire as it appeared.

“I can’t save you.”

Feng Xinglie swiftly snatched back the crystal ball, fearing letting Ye Mingqiu hold it any longer might cause it to burst.

The crystal ball can reflect the soul, but not everyone’s soul world is bearable. It’s apparent that Ye Mingqiu’s soul reflection was about to overflow the crystal ball. Any more, and it might explode.

That wouldn’t do; the crystal ball is a priceless treasure!

“Maintain meditation, reflect on your soul. It might help prolong your life,” Feng Xinglie sighed, averting his eyes.

Ye Mingqiu turned to Tang Ruobing beside him, showing a confused expression.

“He’s trustworthy; he doesn’t lie. You might have some special traits that allow you to stay normal in this state,” Tang Ruobing sighed.

Special traits?

Traits?

Ye Mingqiu’s eyes lit up, recalling the second trait of [Killing Intent Fluctuation].

Slaughter Will: Each unit killed accumulates into Slaughter Will, increasing spirit intimidation effect and skill level upon sufficient accumulation.

Is it possible the blood-red world in my subconscious reflection is due to excessive slaughter, causing my Slaughter Will to accumulate to a high degree?

After brief hesitation, Ye Mingqiu decided to reveal his skill trait to Tang Ruobing, as she knew his background and had always treated him well. If even she couldn’t be trusted, perhaps no one could be in this world.

“This is…”

Tang Ruobing looked at [Killing Intent Fluctuation], her eyes widening in shock. She never imagined Ye Mingqiu could comprehend a will-based ability at Level 1 and even form a 2★ skill that could grow.

What kind of comprehension is this?

If that’s the case, maybe his symptoms aren’t as severe as Feng Xinglie thought; much of it might be due to excessive Slaughter Will accumulation.

This is good

Tang Ruobing breathed a sigh of relief, pulling Ye Mingqiu’s hand: “Let’s go, I’ll take you to study Soldier Zen, practice meditation.”

“Mm.”

After they left, Feng Xinglie watched Ye Mingqiu’s figure, trembling with murmured thoughts:

“How many have this guy killed? Thousands? Tens of thousands? This level of concentrated blood qi is beyond what normal people can achieve!”

“Alas, better to play dumb. In just two Spirit Realm explorations, killing so many…. monster! Absolute monster! I must never provoke this guy!”

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