spiritual scholar

dream scene

Hearing Su Xiao’s words, Feng Liping’s body stiffened for a moment.

Before he could react, Rosalyn had already come in front of him, her slender hand as sharp as a blade positioned horizontally in front of him.

“Commander Su, you must be joking.” Feng Liping dared not move. “How could I be a cultist… I’m a member of the Bionics Human Rights Protection Association. Our association is legitimate…”

“Miss Luo, please don’t point your sword energy at me. My psionic shield is about to be cut through.” Feng Liping quickly added, “Look at your boyfriend, could he be possessed by an evil entity? He trusted me earlier and let me direct the evacuation of the civilians…”

Su Xiao couldn’t be bothered to explain and directly said, “Heh, you directed the nearby civilians to move to the hotel next door? Did you really think I wasn’t watching your commands? The Dream Clan projects into reality primarily through sacrificial rituals conducted by you cultists to actively summon them. There’s no place better suited for this than a hotel, since the ritual requires a long preparation time and many people…”

“You led them there because there’s already an evil entity in the hotel, right? The remaining people still connected to the network in the hotel are all your cultists, aren’t they?”

Feng Liping argued, “This is all your speculation. We have the rule of law in Zhongxia; you can’t just kill me because you suspect me. I genuinely thought the hotel had many empty rooms suitable for the surrounding civilians to stay in temporarily…”

“Of course, innocent until proven guilty.” Su Xiao nodded with a smile.

“I had already revoked your orders earlier and directed the practitioners and prospective practitioners among the surrounding civilians to stay away from the hotel. All the information shared with you was fake. Even if there’s an evil entity inside, it won’t threaten others.”

“As for whether you’re a cultist, we’ll soon find out. Stay here quietly while I use catalyst magic to hinder the Dream Clan’s erosion inside the subway with a Purifying Mind Incantation, binding it. Once the rescue team arrives and investigates, we’ll know if you’re a cultist.”

“If you’re not, I’ll apologize to you. How about that?”

Su Xiao turned around and continued to pretend to cast a spell.

Rosalyn stood closely behind Su Xiao, keeping a tight watch on Feng Liping.

Feng Liping outwardly showed a look of helplessness and grievance, but inside he was sneering.

“Indeed, still too young. If you had decisively killed me or rendered me incapable of fighting before dealing with the God’s Favored inside, I’d be finished.”

“Unfortunately, you’re too naive! At this short distance, I can communicate mentally with the God’s Favored inside.”

“In your calculations, that God’s Favored is foolishly being eroded by the Purifying Mind Incantation, completely unaware that you’re outside?”

“Ridiculous!”

Feng Liping used mental communication to convey a message to the God’s Favored inside the subway:

“Lord Keqimo, please come quickly and launch an attack. If we attack together, we will surely capture them.”

“Long live the Radiant Dream.”

Time passed second by second as Su Xiao continued fiddling with the catalyst.

“Sigh… I don’t know any remote binding Dream Clan’s catalyst magic.”

“With the Faceless One’s nature, if Rosalyn and I really went down, it would just hide, and we wouldn’t be able to find it without the means. Before the rescue team arrives, that Dream Clan could really kill a lot of people.”

“Fortunately, there’s a cultist following… These cultists are likely linked to the Dream Clan mentally. We can use him as bait to lure out and kill that Dream Clan.”

“His command level is just one rank higher than Rosalyn’s. This might not be a coincidence but a scheme. No one has come from Shuangle Station yet, indicating that the personnel there are tied up. This is a large-scale operation…”

“Assassinating human geniuses? Maybe just an incidental goal, maybe the primary one. If they know Rosalyn well enough, they should know that even a ghost-level evil entity would have a hard time holding her… So their scheme is to fabricate an emergency, with Feng Liping as the emergency commander, then direct Rosalyn to undertake a deadly mission? If she’s sent to rescue civilians under attack, and the enemy is within her capacity, it’s possible for her to fight to the death? Am I overthinking this…”

While Su Xiao was lost in thought, a figure floated out from the subway entrance.

The figure was like a fully blue humanoid. It seemed to be an ordinary human draped in a blue robe, with its face obscured by a black mask, and the hem of the robe floated a few centimeters above the ground.

As it moved, its “robe” and “mask” fluctuated along, revealing that they weren’t real clothing but many semi-transparent tendrils intertwined, barely forming a humanoid shape.

The higher-ranking of the Dream Clan, the Faceless One! “Careful! Dream Clan!”

Feng Liping shouted from behind Su Xiao, issuing a warning.

He didn’t care about the binding circle Su Xiao had placed at his feet. The binding force was negligible to him, easily broken with a wave of psionic energy.

Feigning a warning, Feng Liping pretended to attack the Dream Clan, but his psionic energy actually converged into a blade aimed at Rosalyn.

Before Feng Liping’s attack, the Faceless One also stirred its psionic energy to draw Rosalyn’s attention.

In Su Xiao’s eyes, the Faceless One’s appearance gradually changed from its previous terrifying, indescribable form to that of a familiar, spirited girl. She seemed to smile under the sunlight, with a four-leaf clover hairpin reflecting a warm, beautiful light.

…

Ssh! Feng Liping’s pupils suddenly dilated.

The girl before him had not moved her right hand on the sword hilt, but her left hand, like a sharp knife, had pierced his chest.

“Why… shouldn’t she have heard my warning, felt the psionic fluctuation behind her, turned around to check, and then been ambushed by me…”

Feng Liping couldn’t comprehend, and his consciousness plunged into darkness.

The Faceless One was furious.

It charged at Su Xiao and Rosalyn, seeking revenge for its follower.

At this moment, Rosalyn had just exerted herself with a full-force strike on Feng Liping and hadn’t recovered yet, presenting the perfect opportunity.

As for Su Xiao, merely an ordinary person, it completely disregarded him.

The Faceless One floated over!

Standing back-to-back with Rosalyn, Su Xiao flicked his wrist, and a small wooden stick the length of a ballpoint pen trembled as it thrust out.

The stick struck one of the tendrils the Faceless One extended, unleashing a powerful psionic effect.

For a sword cultivator, this psionic effect was called “sword energy.”

The sword energy, capable of destroying everything, was contained within the small wooden stick. Upon touching the Faceless One, it first disintegrated.

However, this was enough to hinder the Faceless One briefly.

The explosive sword energy caused the Faceless One’s semi-transparent tendrils to wave like ripples, severing many tendrils and disrupting its attack.

And hindering the Faceless One was the unremarkable ordinary person, Su Xiao, his face alight with a broad smile.

Amazing! This was the scene he had dreamed of! Using powers beyond the ordinary to fight against evil!

Using wisdom and knowledge to trap and kill evil!

Rip!

Su Xiao’s arm, which had thrust out the wooden stick, suddenly tore open several wounds, blood gushing out.

This was the effect of the Faceless One’s psionic ability, “Shared Pain.” When it suffered damage, it emitted a psionic wave, causing those attacking it nearby to suffer some backlash. This psionic-bio effect backlash directly acted on the cellular level, impervious even to the Purifying Mind Incantation.

But Su Xiao didn’t care, his eyes shining brightly like the sun.

“I’ve already won.”

Yes, Su Xiao had already won.

After Su Xiao briefly blocked the Faceless One’s attack, Rosalyn moved.

She was so fast it seemed to leave an afterimage in the air.

By the time Su Xiao reacted, she had already completed a slashing motion with her left hand, her body now in front of Su Xiao, her right hand still on the sword hilt, the sword not yet drawn.

The Faceless One’s figure floated in the air like a husk on water.