The fierce urge to contend with that powerful spiritual power gradually cald down, as the azure spiritual power flowed slowly like a gentle spring through the strong ntal fluctuations, gradually seeping into every gap of them.
Suddenly, Bi Xia’s starry eyes opened wide, brimming with azure light. She raised a hand to press Ji Qiutang’s hand and took a step back with him. Her red lips curled evilly as she whispered, "Open!"
Inside, the spiritual power began pushing the ntal fluctuations through the cracks in the wall to the outside, eventually forming a straight line. Upon a closer look, it was in the shape of a door. Under the pressure of the spiritual power and the uncontrollable push-pull of ntal fluctuations, the door slowly began to open outward.
Bi Xia removed Ji Qiutang’s hand from her shoulder, directed her spiritual power to her legs, and coldly stared at the door outlined by spiritual power. With a sudden force, she lashed her leg out without hesitation at the center of the door. Instantly, there was a loud ’bang,’ and the entire door fell to the ground. In that mont, the ntal fluctuations, no longer blocked by walls and doors, all surged out.
Ji Qiutang stepped forward and stood in front of Bi Xia, shielding her behind him. With an indifferent expression, he gazed at the other side. The dust that rose with the collapse of the wall-door parted into two streams as it passed by them, while the incoming ntal fluctuations halted instantly, circling around the two of them much like the previous dust.
The dark gray light gradually faded from Ji Qiutang’s pupils. With a calm face, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and then grabbed Bi Xia’s wrist. When she tried to pull away, his previous gentleness disappeared as he fixed her with a stern gaze. "Don’t ss around. I know Yu Tian’s character. If he left things inside, they are definitely not good. They might be sothing like a bloody intimidation."
Bi Xia raised her eyes coolly. "Do you think I would be scared?"
Ji Qiutang chuckled, "As long as you are not yet an adult, stay obediently behind ."
"What," her starry eyes indifferent, a half-smile on her lips, "is this exerting your rights as the elder brother ahead of ti?"
"No, this is properly exercising my rights as your second brother."
Turning back, he pulled Bi Xia behind him, his large hand tightly grasping her wrist. As the dust gradually settled, and the ntal fluctuations weakened, the hidden room behind the wall slowly revealed itself to Ji Qiutang and Bi Xia.
At that mont, both of their eyes widened in shock.
The secret room was filled with an endless cold and the pungent sll of formalin. The air conditioners in the four corners were still blowing cold air. In the center of the room stood four operating tables, all stained with blood, and behind each table was a large petri dish, holding a boy or girl who looked about the sa age.
Each of them stood inside the petri dish, eyes closed, no breath escaping, with several tubes of different colors floating in the culture solution. The most alarming sight was a large hole at the heart of each person.
Their hearts had disappeared without a trace.
However, the petri dish on the far left was sowhat different. Inside stood a small boy about four years old, naked, quietly subrged in the culture liquid, with nurous tubes inserted into his mouth, nose, and chest. His eyes were closed peacefully. If not for the faint rise and fall of his chest, no one would believe that the boy was still alive.
The scar on the boy’s chest was not a large cavity like the other three children but a distinct scar, glistening pale from the culture solution, with untied stitches as if he had just undergone surgery. The crude handling seed as if treating him like discarded trash, rely observing the changes in the ’trash’ before it’s discarded.
Bi Xia didn’t doubt that once those observing beca aware of what they wanted, they wouldn’t hesitate to remove this child’s heart, letting him die quietly in the petri dish, just like the three other already dead children.
[Sister,] suddenly, Xiao Wu’s voice rang out, [This child’s body has spiritual power fluctuations, but his vital signs are rapidly declining.]
Xiao Wu’s words jolted Bi Xia awake. She pulled her wrist free from Ji Qiutang’s grasp and stepped forward into the room. The strong sll of formalin made her frown. Under the golden half-mask, her starry eyes were ice-cold as she stood before the child’s petri dish. ’What should I do?’
[Use your spiritual power to maintain his heart’s beating frequency,] Xiao Wu hastily advised.
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