Yang Xiao was maintaining the balance as best as he could, the process was excruciating, much more painful than the previous test.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Yang Xiao gritted his teeth and persevered; he learned from experience and even found so techniques gradually. Eventually, he even sensed that the spiritual power fluctuations of the opponent were becoming erratic, without any pattern, as if reaching a limit that was hard to maintain.
Yet, Yang Xiao did not slacken at all. He suspected this was a blinding technique of the opponent. Having fought strong enemies and faced life-and-death situations, his personality had beco increasingly cautious.
Just as Yang Xiao focused his attention, waiting for Professor Cui’s lethal strike, suddenly, the spiritual power fluctuations behind the curtain vanished, followed by the blurry figure swaying side to side and then—a "thud"—falling to the ground.
The sudden turn of events left Yang Xiao sowhat at a loss; his first thought was whether this could be a trick by Professor Cui, but this idea was swiftly dismissed. After all, the opponent was also a senior sent by the Provincial Office, dignified in his own right.
Yang Xiao called out several tis, but there was no response from the other side. Unable to sit still, he imdiately got up, pulled the curtain aside, and was shocked by the scene before him. He saw Professor Cui on the ground, eyes rolled back, limbs twitching, foaming at the mouth.
"Professor Cui! What’s wrong with you?" Yang Xiao noticed that the professor’s symptoms were exactly like Xi nxiu, who had been carried away earlier.
A few seconds later, hearing his shouting, several people, including Nalan Shuo, rushed in. Nalan Shuo lifted the professor’s eyelid and imdiately judged, "Professor Cui has exhausted his spiritual power. Go call for help!"
Soon, a team of dical personnel arrived and, just like with Xi nxiu, they carried Professor Cui away, rushing toward the elevator hurriedly.
After everyone left, Nalan Shuo and the others unanimously looked at Yang Xiao. Being stared at by several gazes made Yang Xiao’s skin crawl. He was genuinely worried about Professor Cui’s wellbeing, especially since it had been just the two of them in the room without surveillance—anything adverse could leave him unable to clear his na.
After Yang Xiao explained the situation from beginning to end, Nalan Shuo sat on the couch, lighting a cigarette, "Don’t worry, he should be okay. I think Professor Cui made a mistake while managing his spiritual power; this has nothing to do with you."
"That’s a relief," Yang Xiao slowly exhaled and felt much more at ease.
Two hours later, in a hospital room within the Patrol Defense Office building’s dical center, Yang Xiao saw Professor Cui again. By then, Professor Cui had regained consciousness; his eyes were clear, and he appeared much recovered.
Upon seeing Yang Xiao, Professor Cui did not reprimand him; instead, his face was full of surprised smiles, his forehead creased, "You are formidable, Captain Yang. Your control and acceptance of spiritual power are astonishing, surpassing the limits I could evaluate."
"Professor, where are your limits?" Yang Xiao asked curiously.
"Middle Ghost Level," Professor Cui, sitting up supported by two pillows, candidly said, "Captain Yang, in terms of accepting and controlling spiritual power, even Captain Qu is not your match."
Upon hearing the words ’Middle Ghost Level,’ Yang Xiao was also taken aback. He considered his control over spiritual power to be decent, but reaching this evaluation was still beyond his expectations. It’s worth noting that it was only Professor Cui’s limit, not his own.
Knowing Yang Xiao was unfamiliar with these concepts, Professor Cui explained patiently, "I previously ntioned to you that the intensity of spiritual power determines the foundation, while acceptance and control power are skills. Actually, it’s not exactly accurate. To put it plainly, the intensity of spiritual power decides the lower limit of combat power, and the acceptance and control of spiritual power largely depend on talent, which determines the upper limit of one’s future growth as an Angel Envoy."
"The upper limit I ntioned includes many things, such as the number of Resentful Eyes one can control, as well as the type and abilities of these Resentful Eyes. Even the sa Resentful Eye may differ in strength in the hands of different holders. The one with stronger control power can unleash greater combat power, which is crucial in a life-and-death struggle."
"So, how many Resentful Eyes do you think I will be able to control in the future?" Yang Xiao asked, adopting the posture of a keen student.
Without a second thought, Professor Cui stretched out three fingers, boldly saying, "If nothing goes wrong, at least three items. If you happen to co across so with a high degree of compatibility, perhaps even four—it’s hard to say. In any case, Captain Yang, your talent is top-notch."
"Why only four items?" Yang Xiao frowned unconsciously.
Professor Cui: "??!"
"You think four items is too few?" Professor Cui was shocked and couldn’t help but widen his eyes, "Captain Yang, no one in Rongcheng is known to possess four Resentful Eyes, and I need to educate you on this—more Resentful Eyes isn’t always better. It’s not just about the abilities of the Resentful Eyes themselves; more importantly, it depends on the compatibility with the holder."
"For example, if a person is blindly greedy, they might be able to control six or seven Resentful Eyes, or even more, but it’s useless. Blindly absorbing would only lead to their faster demise. It’s the quality, not the quantity of Resentful Eyes that matters, just like the best expert of the Provincial Office, Chief Wu from the Law Enforcent Team. He only possesses two Resentful Eyes, but even Great Heretic Cultivators who can control three or four Resentful Eyes are no match for him."
"Then how should I choose Resentful Eyes?" Yang Xiao pondered for a mont and asked a key question.
"It’s complicated. First, understand that the higher the level of Resentful Eyes, the stronger their abilities, which is easy to understand. But the most important thing is to see if the person matched can handle it, typically, it should be below one’s own limit of control power," Professor Cui introduced, "Taking you, Captain Yang, as an example, your current spiritual power control is above You Level Middle, so that should also be the limit of what you can handle in terms of Resentful Eyes. Therefore, if you’re choosing the next Resentful Eye, I’d recomnd not exceeding the standards of You Level Middle."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Professor Cui chuckled self-deprecatingly, then waved his hand, "Sorry, I’ve spoken too much."
Yang Xiao understood what Professor Cui ant; those treasures reaching You Level weren’t sothing a re Patrol Station Captain like himself could covet.
But through this conversation, Yang Xiao had resolved many of his previous doubts. No wonder he could never fully utilize the powers of the Ghost Duster, it wasn’t solely because of his insufficient spiritual power—another part was that its level was too high, exceeding his limit of control power.
"Captain Yang, at such a young age, you possess such remarkable talent, truly enviable. Given ti, your accomplishnts will surely be boundless," Professor Cui remarked emotionally.
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao couldn’t help but smile bitterly. Ti after ti it was about given ti, but he needed to have that ti! Currently, his situation was far from overstated as being troubled both externally and internally—externally, Evil Cultivators from the Yu Yuan Sect were after him, and inside, the Mirror Ghost from the Soul-Capturing Mirror was lying in wait. Moreover, his own sister was not to be underestimated; appearing sporadically to assert her presence, and if she was in a bad mood, she might even beat him up.
However, things should be viewed from both sides. After all, his ’good sister’ had also helped him quite a bit, having saved his life a few tis, not to ntion that the Drama Robe acted as a personal bodyguard, capable of withstanding damage and providing healing. Most importantly, she was a reliable treasure appraiser. Whether sothing was worthwhile depended entirely on whether the Drama Robe wanted it. Once taken by the Drama Robe, it was undoubtedly a valuable treasure.
The Human Bone Staff, Butcher’s Cleaver, all ca this way, and indeed, each has proven to be an exceptional Magic Artifact.
"Captain Yang, how is your relationship with Captain Qu?" Professor Cui, seemingly struck by a thought, suddenly asked.
As dinsions are void, the coffee machine begins searching for the developer machine through vi card machine Buddha leaves gold card i standing card technology koala without hitting card technology i standing card v monitoring when the space-ti rift MV gold card mobile phone card standing card
User Comments
0 comments from readers