96: Soul-splitting syndrome?

“Alright, at least he still recognizes you!”

The Bull Demon King couldn't help but smile helplessly after hearing the description.

“Yeah, it’s a good thing he didn’t call me ‘Dad’ the moment he saw me!” Tang Ku said with a bitter, helpless smile. “At least he’s still alive. I don’t even know where Bajie and Monk Sha are. When Wukong struck them dead with his staff, their souls and bodies were snatched away by that thick, black-red mist right before my eyes, and there was also the controlled Wukong…

Since our last encounter, he has vanished without a trace. To be honest, if it weren’t for the Golden Fillet, I think I would have died by his staff then and there, with no chance of ever seeing you all!”

“So, what exactly caused his condition?”

Nezha turned to look at Ao Lie. The young man was holding half a sugar-coated hawthorn skewer, licking his mouth and face sticky with syrup, which looked quite amusing. But that silly grin made Nezha feel a chill in his heart.

Although he had once pulled out Dragon tendons and peeled off Dragon scales, for a Dragon to become like this… Nezha truly felt a bit ignorant.

Yang Jian said helplessly, “None of us are skilled in medicine, so no one knows the reason! Although the Seventy-Two Transformations include medical arts, I haven’t truly practiced them diligently, so I can’t find the cause of his illness. I once suspected he was missing one of his Three Ethereal Souls and Seven Corporeal Spirits, so I tried to use my Heavenly Eye to examine the state of his soul, but I found that his soul is actually complete; all his Three Ethereal Souls and Seven Corporeal Spirits are present. In this situation, I can’t think of any other medical cause!”

“Could this be related to psychological trauma?”

Tang Ku suddenly frowned and said, “In the world I lived in before my Transmigration, some people would Seal off their consciousness due to major setbacks and then create a second personality to appear before others as a facade. In other words, he created a child-like soul and Sealed his own soul! This is a psychological disorder called Dissociative Identity Disorder.”

“No!”

Yang Jian shook his head and said, “I’ve checked; there’s only his one soul; there’s no second personality… Hmm, what you’re describing actually exists in this world too. We usually call it ‘Soul Splitting Syndrome.’ Basically, everyone who gets this illness turns into a Devil Head who kills without batting an eye, and they are eventually eliminated by people of the Righteous Path!”

The Bull Demon King said disdainfully, “Originally, I shouldn’t say this, but… Heh heh, Soul Splitting Syndrome, do you think cultivators could get this illness? Transcending the Three Realms, not within the Five Elements, having entered the Dao, who would have their temperament drastically change because of a little setback? The so-called Righteous Path individuals are just looking for an excuse to kill, and cultivators all know the hidden secrets within this!”

Yang Jian wanted to retort but found he had nothing to say, so he helplessly shook his head.

Tang Ku said, “Now is not the time to talk about these things. The key now is where to find someone to treat him, and also my disciple Shi Jingmo and my mount, Brick, I don’t know where they’ve gone!”

“Shi Jingmo is easy to deal with… The commotion we caused at Little Mount Sumeru will surely spread throughout the Three Realms!”

Yang Jian said, “If you can leave some Buddhist marks nearby as information, I believe he will find his way here very quickly. But, Little White Dragon he…”

The few of them all looked at the handsome man with the silly grin, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly in helplessness.

Wu Zhen walked over, her maternal instincts kicking in, and grabbed his left hand, saying, “Come, good little brother, come with your big sister. Your big sister will find you something delicious to eat!”

Ao Lie glanced at Wu Zhen, pouted, and said, “Sister… bald, not pretty! Not going!”

Wu Zhen froze in embarrassment, then turned to look at Tang Ku and said, “Master, this guy is hopeless. Let’s just abandon him and leave!”

Thump!

Ao Lie threw down the sugar-coated hawthorn skewer, plopped onto the ground, hugged Wu Zhen’s thigh, and wailed loudly, “No, no… Master doesn’t want me anymore, I don’t want to be abandoned, no, no… Waaah…”

Wu Zhen looked speechless, gently stroking Little White Dragon’s head and saying, “There, there, big sister won’t abandon you. Big sister was just joking…”

Wu Zhen’s current state was like a kindergarten teacher, both helpless and heartbroken!

Everyone looked at the silly boy in front of them, sighing helplessly at the same time.

“I’ve got it!”

Yang Jian suddenly thought of something, slapping his forehead and saying, “We’ve been overthinking this. Isn’t the ready-made savior right there at Wuzhuang Temple?”

“You mean Zhen Yuanzi?”

Tang Ku suddenly thought for a moment, then said, “Does he know how to treat illnesses and save people?”

“I don’t know… However, although I’ve never heard of it, Great Immortal Zhenyuan has lived for countless years, and his breadth of knowledge is beyond compare to ours!”

Yang Jian smiled, “Let’s treat a dead horse as if it’s still alive. Don’t forget, he was the one who guided us to Purgatory to find Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. I think he should have a way!”

“Then without further ado, let’s depart now!”

Tang Ku said in surprise, “Zun Zun, let’s go, to Longevity Mountain…”

Zun Zun’s little girl image suddenly appeared before them, pointing to a floating 3D map and saying, “This is the complete map of the Four Continents left by the Heavenly Venerate. There are two Longevity Mountains you mentioned: one in the eastern part of Western Niuhe Continent, and one in the northern part of Southern Jambudvipa. Which one are you referring to?”

“The one with Wuzhuang Temple, Great Immortal Zhenyuan’s Daoist temple!” Tang Ku said.

“Understood. Hmm, if we fly normally, we’ll arrive in about half an hour. If we want to use near-light-speed spatial jumps, our current energy might not be enough. The previous spatial jump already consumed two-thirds of the energy!”

Zun Zun said.

“Are you kidding me?!”

Tang Ku frowned, “You only used spatial jump once, and the energy ran out so quickly? Then I can’t rely on you when we enter outer space later!”

Zun Zun pouted and said, “Whose fault is it that you didn’t even get the weapon System? If my System were complete, the energy could be continuously recycled, and naturally, it wouldn’t consume so much energy!”

“Hmm?” Nezha narrowed his eyes and said, “So you’re blaming us for not finding you a weapon System, huh?”

Nezha’s eyes were filled with Killing Intent, and the flames of his Fire Tipped Spear flickered, as if it could poke a hole in the shuttle before them at any moment.

“No, no… Uh, if my main body could replenish energy at any time, I could continue flying. Now I can only… Heh heh, you know, if we do it again, we might fall from the sky halfway!” Zun Zun said, lowering her gaze obediently.

“Alright! Then let’s proceed normally… Hmm, along the way, if we pass by any human city, we’ll go in and buy some snacks. This ‘Lord’ is not that easy to appease!”

Tang Ku watched Ao Lie, who was currently wiping his snot and the syrup all over his face onto Wu Zhen’s monk robe. Wu Zhen’s face was flushed red with embarrassment, and the scene was extremely awkward.