Yiyu:...
"Playing mysterious." Whisper said in a deep voice. Immediately after, dazzling ghostly light burst from his eyes, and his powerful Soul surged directly into Lin Qiye's mind.
Although he was merely a nightmare projection of the original Dreaming Body, he still possessed the strength of the peak of the "Sea" Realm. Even the Flame Vein Earth Dragon was easily tamed by him into a believer. What kind of waves could a mere "Pool" Realm agent stir up?
Moreover, neither the Seraph nor the Goddess of Night possesses abilities related to the soul, while for Yiyu, this is his specialty. Even if Lin Qiye were at the same level as him, let alone only at the "Pool" realm, Yiyu is confident of winning in a soul battle.
Unlike Lin Xi Chen—who is essentially a walking neutralization mechanism and the nemesis of most Divine Ruins—
This move is foolproof!
"Qiye!!"
Seeing Yiyu attack Lin Qiye, Baili Pangpang roared and reached into his pocket to take something out. Just then, Ma Yitian stepped forward and grabbed his wrist tightly. The pressure of the "Sea" Realm was unrestrained and pressed down on the remaining three people.
Not only that, the surrounding magma began to churn violently, and the fiery earth dragon looked down at them, its terrifying dragon might pressing down as well. Under this double pressure, even Instructor Hong was unable to make a move.
"Damn it!!" Baili Pangpang gritted his teeth, his neck turning bright red.
"Don't rush, it'll be your turn soon." Ma Yitian, covered in injuries, chuckled.
...
Lin Qiye's mental world.
In what seemed like an endless mist, a man in a tuxedo strolled slowly like an artist, his gaze gently sweeping over the surrounding fog, before speaking with surprise:
"Why is there so much mystery? You... you really do harbor many secrets."
Yiyu tried to reach out and push aside the surrounding mist. A faint light flashed between his palms, stirring the mist into a turbulent motion for a moment before it quickly coalesced again, blurring the world.
Seeing that he couldn't dispel the mist, Yiyu's surprise deepened. He knew his projection was at the "Sea" Realm level, yet it couldn't break through the mist...
This shows that even those in the "Sea" Realm are not qualified to discover the secrets of Lin Qiye.
"Interesting, very interesting. The more secrets you hold, the more important they are, the greater the benefit to me." Excitement gleamed in Yiyu's eyes.
"I've changed my mind. I won't obliterate your soul now. I'll wait for my true form to personally uncover your secrets before I obliterate you..."
As the murmured words faded, the mist before him suddenly began to swirl on its own, and a moment later, an ancient and mysterious building appeared in front of him.
When Yiyu saw the building in front of him, he was first stunned, and then a deep look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.
"How is this possible? How can there be a building deep within your soul? What is this...?" He stepped forward, his gaze falling on the sign beside the door, and read it aloud, word by word:
"—The Gods' Mental Hospital?"
Creak—!
The hospital gates slowly opened, the dull sound echoing in the void of mist. Yiyu stood blankly at the hospital entrance, and for some reason, a chill rose in his heart.
Endless fog, a mysterious hospital, open doors... Does it want him to go inside?
Yiyu frowned slightly, feeling somewhat hesitant. As one of the three oldest "gods" of the Ancient God Church, he was naturally not a mindless person. Everything before him was too strange, and his intuition told him that he could not easily go in.
"This place is too strange. Let's wait until the main body arrives before exploring it..." In the end, Yiyu made a decision, shook his head, and gave up the idea of entering.
Just then, the mist behind him churned again, and a figure in a white coat suddenly appeared from it, kicking Yiyu hard in the waist!
"Go inside!!"
The babbling in its soul state did not possess the same formidable strength as its external counterpart. When it was suddenly kicked, its center of gravity shifted forward, and it stumbled as it stepped into the threshold of the mental hospital.
Not good!
His pupils suddenly contracted, a sense of foreboding washing over him. Just as he was about to turn and leave, a loud bang rang out, and the doors of the mental hospital slammed shut...
Yiyu frowned, stepped forward, and shook the iron gate forcefully, but it didn't budge.
Something was definitely fishy...
He turned around, looked at the not-too-big-to-small mental hospital, his eyes gleaming, and finally stepped forward.
Now that he's here, there's no point in dwelling on it. It's just a nightmare projection anyway, so what if he lose it? It's not bad to take this opportunity to find out what's going on here.
After passing through a long outdoor corridor, Yiyu arrived at the hospital lobby. His eyes warily surveyed his surroundings, and a faint, eerie light emanated from his palms, as if he were ready to strike at any moment.
Just as he chose a direction and prepared to walk towards the activity area, a small figure carrying a large bucket of dirty clothes walked towards him, humming a little tune.
"Even Super idol's smile isn't as sweet as yours... The midday sun in August... Huh?"
This was a little boy who looked only eleven or twelve years old, with gray hair and a fair face covered in spiderweb-like markings. He was tilting his head in confusion, looking at the strange man in front of him.
Yiyu forcibly suppressed the urge to attack, frowning as he sized up the seemingly harmless little boy in front of her.
"This is... 'mystery'? 'Mystery' actually lives in the eerie architecture deep within his soul?" Yiyu murmured to himself, seemingly deep in thought.
As he sized up Azhu, Azhu was also carefully sizing him up.
I don't think I've ever seen him before... Is there anyone else in this hospital besides me, Fei Ge, Rubik's Cube, Grandma Nyx, and Uncle Merlin?
After a moment of contemplation, A'Zhu seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly realized something, moved closer to the tense, delirious man, carefully looked around, and whispered:
"Are you... also a child laborer who was tricked into coming here by the heartless director?"
Yiyu:...??
Dean? Child laborer?
What is he saying?
Just as Yiyu was completely bewildered, a man slowly walked over. His loose white coat swayed gently in the wind, and he wore a pair of non-prescription glasses. His whole demeanor exuded an indescribable mystery.
"Dean...Dean." Azhu's face paled when he saw the person who arrived, and he shrank back guiltily. "I didn't say anything bad about you...really!"
Lin Qiye walked to his side, gently patted his shoulder, and said softly:
"It's alright, you go ahead and get to work, I'll take care of this."
Azhu said "Oh," picked up the bucket of dirty clothes from the ground, and ran quickly towards the "Rubik's Cube" laundry room with his short legs.
Lin Qiye turned to look at Yiyu, smiled slightly, opened his arms, and slowly spoke in front of the courtyard:
"Welcome to...my mental hospital."