113: Chapter 113 Mentalist

The system prompt faded.

A beam of golden light descended.

Boom!

A roar erupted deep within his mind.

A brute force smashed through the constraints of his brain domain, and his brain began to experience the excruciating pain of being forcibly torn apart and then reorganized.

A vast, boundless space formed with a boom deep within his mind.

Sea of Consciousness.

This was a legendary concept that the instructor had glossed over in theory class, but now, it had truly been carved out inside Li Zhengyang's head.

With billions in resources poured in, the completed "Nine Layers of Soul Locking" bypassed all the obscure thresholds, reaching full perfection in one step.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for awakening Psychic Power and advancing to a First-Rank Psychokineticist.]

An unprecedented power surged out from the Sea of Consciousness.

Psychic Power.

Li Zhengyang closed his eyes. He did not use his martial arts perception, but instead spread this newly born Psychic Power outwards.

The world had changed.

Every movement within a hundred-meter radius appeared in his mind.

The tiny crack on the edge of the jade box on the third shelf to the right.

Cold sweat constantly seeped from the head of the deacon nearby.

Even the movement of a grain-sized insect crawling in the cracks of the floor tiles, and its antennae brushing against the dust, were all perfectly clear in every detail.

An all-encompassing, omniscient perspective.

Psychic Power is tangible.

This meant that he could now take a person's head from a distance without drawing a blade or gun.

"Good stuff."

Li Zhengyang was very satisfied.

Having Psychic Power alone was not enough; he needed a carrier.

He raised his left hand, tapped his tactical watch, and entered the internal core store.

After slaying Chi Hong in the Northern Wilderness, besides receiving the great xia currency, the Pojun Division had also settled ten thousand contribution points.

Contribution points could be used to buy top-secret goods in the core vault.

He entered "throwing knives" in the search bar and maximized the filters.

The page refreshed.

[Tiangang Twelve Blades]

[Type: Psychic Weapon]

[Description: S-rank Psychic throwing knives, forged from a mixture of deep-sea cold iron and extraterrestrial meteorites. The blades are extremely thin and highly durable; ordinary sharp weapons can hardly damage them in the slightest.]

[Price: 10,000 contribution points.]

Not a point more, not a point less.

Li Zhengyang didn't even blink and clicked to purchase.

[10,000 contribution points deducted; transaction successful.]

[Item has been dispatched from the main warehouse and will be delivered via the top-secret transport conduit in one minute.]

At this moment, hurried and heavy footsteps suddenly came from outside the corridor.

Bang!

The door was kicked open.

Lei Qianjue and Great Elder Lu Anguo rushed in anxiously, followed by a group of internal guards.

The alarm was still blaring over the hall.

When the sales deacon, who was sprawled on the ground, saw who it was, he scrambled over, pointing at the empty shelves on the left, slapping his thighs in anxiety, his voice laced with a sob.

"Great Elder! Venerable Lei! They're gone! All gone!"

Great Elder Lu Anguo looked in the direction the deacon was pointing.

That was the top-tier high-grade medicinal pill area that the headquarters had been storing for seventy or eighty years. Usually, whenever a meritorious general came in to pick medicine, the old man would feel heartache for a long time.

Now, the jade trays were bare, the dust-proof boxes were shattered all over the floor, and the shelves were cleaner than if a dog had licked them.

Great Elder Lu Anguo's beard bristled high, and he stomped his cane on the ground with a thumping sound in anger.

Lei Qianjue took a few steps to Li Zhengyang and pointed at those empty shelves.

"Li Zhengyang! Great Elder told you to pick one item! Did you come here to restock? Even a zero-dollar shopping spree isn't as ruthless as you! Where is the medicine!"

Li Zhengyang put his hands behind his back, looking innocent.

"Venerable Lei, you can eat anything, but you can't just say anything. Who took the pills? I only have this jade slip on me; I haven't even checked my pockets. If you don't believe me, search me."

He held out the jade slip in his hand.

Great Elder Lu Anguo's chest heaved with anger.

"You didn't take them? Then where did the Nine-Flower Jade Dew Pill and the Purple Gold Creation Pill on these shelves go? Did they grow legs and run away?"

"You'll have to ask your dust-prevention formation about that."

Li Zhengyang said righteously, "I just walked in and heard a few bangs; those glass bottles all exploded on their own."

He even took the initiative.

"The medicine all evaporated into the air. I actually wanted to ask Great Elder if your headquarters vault received a batch of fake medicine?"

The deacon next to him rolled his eyes.

As if fake medicine would explode on its own.

Lei Qianjue placed his hand on his sword hilt.

This kid was spouting nonsense without even blinking.

The scene froze for a moment.

Great Elder Lu Anguo took a deep breath, forcibly moved his gaze away from the empty shelves, and landed on the jade slip in Li Zhengyang's hand.

At just one glance, the old man recognized it.

"Nine Layers of Soul Locking"

Great Elder Lu Anguo was stunned.

"The item you spent so long picking, it's this thing?"

Li Zhengyang admitted it generously.

"Yeah, didn't Great Elder say I could pick whatever I wanted? I thought this thing looked alright, so I took it."

The deacon interrupted from the side.

"I warned him! Great Elder, this thing is a useless scroll! It's missing the core energy-guiding technique; whoever practices it will suffer brain death! He wouldn't listen!"

This jade slip had been gathering dust in the vault for decades.

Back then, several geniuses in Great Xia didn't believe it and insisted on practicing it, but they all went crazy.

The headquarters had long classified it as poison and only put it out as a cautionary tale.

Great Elder Lu Anguo examined Li Zhengyang.

"You stood here just now... and practiced it?"

"Yeah, practiced it."

"And didn't go crazy?"

"You're the one who's crazy."

If he practiced the "Nine Layers of Soul Locking" and didn't go crazy, there was only one possibility.

Great Elder Lu Anguo gasped, trying to confirm his thoughts: "You awakened Psychic Power?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Lei Qianjue next to him froze in place.

Psychokineticist.

These four words were an absolutely rare species in Great Xia.

One could not find a single person with psychic talent among one hundred thousand martial artists,

let alone the fact that this kid in front of him was also a Martial Venerable!

Dual cultivation of martial arts and Psychic Power?

These two completely different systems were actually perfectly compatible in a twenty-year-old young man.

Li Zhengyang didn't answer.

The Psychic Power in his Sea of Consciousness moved slightly.

The shattered pieces on the ground all floated up uncontrollably.

A moment later.

Li Zhengyang snapped his fingers.

Clatter!

The fragments in mid-air dropped to the ground with a bang.

The whole place was dead silent.

The internal guards behind didn't even dare to breathe.

Great Elder Lu Anguo rushed forward, gripping Li Zhengyang's wrist tightly, with surprising strength.

"Go! Come with me!"

Li Zhengyang struggled, but couldn't break free.

"Where are we going? My newly purchased throwing knives haven't arrived yet!"

"Forget about the throwing knives! Come with me to the top-floor medical department immediately! We need to do a brain domain test!"