81: Chapter 81 Embracing Evolution Fully?

As twilight fell, Jiangcheng was peaceful. Su Ye stood by the window for a while and sighed.

He returned to his dwelling, closed the door, and stood in the entryway for a few seconds.

Liu Xiao's appearance still flickered in his mind: a bloated mountain of flesh, grey-yellow debris, granulation tissue growing wildly along the vessel walls, and that tissue which had been burst open by Spiritual Qi and then healed haphazardly, like mud stirred up in a stream, cracking into a mess after drying out.

After this trip, "out of control" had a concrete image in Su Ye's mind.

What if Liu Xiao's changes were the norm?

After the Great Mist descended, the concentration of Spiritual Qi grew higher day by day. Everyone was being pushed forward by that force, but most people had no talent or path; they were just crudely scoured by Spiritual Qi. They couldn't evolve; they just mutated.

By then, the streets would be full of monsters like Liu Xiao.

Su Ye closed his eyes.

He didn't continue to think deeply; it was too far off, and thinking about it was useless.

Today's matter was simple, all things considered. He had used Liu Xiao's body to verify the possibility of correcting the erroneous evolution of Spleen Earth. There was an element of using Liu Xiao as a test subject, but he had also cleared away the incorrectly growing things from Liu Xiao's body.

That was enough.

Su Ye dried his hands and sat at the desk.

He had sent Liu Xiao to Elder Wang, firstly because he trusted Elder Wang, and secondly, because after encountering such cases, he knew very well that if this situation erupted on a large scale, it was not something one person could handle.

He was just a doctor; he couldn't save the world.

Recommending him to Elder Wang might save thousands of households in the future; after all, the power behind Elder Wang represented a certain circle.

Su Ye opened his computer and reorganized the things he had seen, deduced, and treated during this time: the Five Elements of the five internal organs—Kidney Water, Lung Metal, Heart Fire, Liver Wood, Spleen Earth—the orthodox concepts of Outer-Aspect and Inner Scene, the first Realm of Marrow Cleansing, and the Heavenly Eye on the mental level.

He didn't write about the Rudimentary Golden Core.

The things on the Inner Scene level were enough for Elder Wang and his people to study; he hadn't even fully grasped the Rudimentary Golden Core himself yet.

After organizing, he sent it to Elder Wang.

In less than half a minute, the phone rang.

"Little Ye, these things are too important. Did you research them all yourself?"

Elder Wang's voice trembled slightly.

Their focus was currently entirely on extraordinary research, but after struggling for so long, they hadn't grasped as much as this single message from Su Ye—Marrow Cleansing and Heavenly Eye, the first Realms of two dimensions, clearly listed on the paper.

"Little Ye, you truly are a rare talent."

The old man's tone carried a sense of thirst for talent.

"Do you have any intention—"

Su Ye interrupted him.

"Elder Wang, I am doing quite well as I am now."

Elder Wang was taken aback, then laughed.

"I was too impatient."

The old man chuckled in a low voice, with a hint of regret, but he also acknowledged Su Ye's choice: "Looking at this world from different perspectives indeed yields different results."

The two chatted for a while longer.

"Liu Xiao has been brought over. His mental state is relatively stable, and his injuries are under control, but this child's psychological quality is a bit poor. He must have suffered trauma in the past and needs to be healed slowly."

"Rest assured, we will handle it according to your suggestions and guide him appropriately."

Su Ye said: "The Spleen Earth root is still on him. According to my thoughts, he can evolve again."

"Again?" Elder Wang keenly captured this word.

"Yes, his previous evolutionary direction was completely wrong. I helped him clear away all the incorrect parts."

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds.

Elder Wang had Lung Metal within himself; he knew how strong the power of Inner Scene evolution was, and Liu Xiao's state at that time was likely even more difficult than he could imagine. Yet, Su Ye spoke of such a level of things with such nonchalance.

He didn't pursue the question further.

He just raised his assessment of Su Ye on the path of the extraordinary another notch in his heart.

The two chatted for a while, and Su Ye also roughly understood the progress on Elder Wang's side. After returning that day, the old man began a drastic reform. The four major Military Regions of Jiangnan summoned elites to reorganize into an extraordinary organization called Azure Dragon. Now, this organization was completely under his jurisdiction, and under his promotion, it was turning entirely towards the extraordinary.

"I must Cultivate a team capable of suppressing those out of control. In the future, when order collapses and terror invades, this team must be able to protect humanity and defend our homeland."

When Elder Wang said these words, his voice was not loud, but it was heavy.

Only in front of Su Ye would he speak his true thoughts like this.

In the end, the old man laughed it off, his tone relaxing: "Don't think too heavily about it. If anyone in Jiangcheng gives you trouble or affects your life, just tell me. This old man still has some power."

Su Ye smiled.

"Okay."

Elder Wang gave a few more reminders to stay safe, then hung up.

The room fell quiet again.

Su Ye sat at the desk without getting up immediately. The Water-element Golden Core in his body trembled slightly. The dark yellow sinful soil deep in the Spleen position was sealed by the water intent, as quiet as a grain of dirty sand sinking to the bottom of a bottle.

Su Ye didn't touch it.

The compatibility was zero; this thing was dangerous, but one day in the future, it might come in handy.

He thought of Su Chen again and couldn't help but raise a hand to rub his brow.

"Must find a cultivation direction for Liver Wood for Little Chen as soon as possible."

This kid, he really doesn't let one worry less.

After saying this, he fell silent for a moment.

Before, he only needed to focus on his own survival; now, there were more and more things to worry about.

Su Ye gave a wry smile.

Forget it.

The next morning, Su Ye went to work as usual.

The computer in the fourth consulting room started up very slowly. After entering the System, it even blue-screened once. Su Ye stared at that blue screen interface, grinding his teeth in frustration. Such a big hospital, couldn't they equip it with a decent computer?

He put on his white coat, sat at the desk, and straightened the sign on the table.

Before he was even seated properly, the door was pushed open.

A person walked in quickly. When sitting down, her shoulders were tensed, and her hands were tucked into her sleeves, revealing only a few pale fingertips.

"Dr. Su."

She raised her head, her voice strained.

"Save me."

Su Ye was taken aback.

He looked closely. It was a girl of sixteen or seventeen. Her complexion was extremely pale, her jacket zipper pulled all the way up, stray hair on her forehead sticking to her skin, and her lips had almost no color. The glass of water she placed on the edge of the table had a layer of fine frost condensing on the outside.

He Qingqing.

Su Ye swept his Mental Energy over, his brows twitching slightly.

The ice-type mutation in her body was deeper than when he last saw her. Fine, dense coldness was pushing outward along her waist and abdomen, like cold threads drilling inward along her blood vessels and fascia. Her pulse was a bit chaotic, her body temperature was low, and the blood flow at the tips of her fingers had already slowed down.

But he quickly noticed something wrong.

The aura on her was a bit chaotic, as if she had just experienced something.

Su Ye put down the mouse and looked at her.

"Calm down and tell me."

He Qingqing took a deep breath, which was very difficult, as if a layer of cold air was also condensing in her chest cavity.

"I have been targeted by people from White Lamp Street."

Su Ye's gaze paused slightly.

"White Lamp Street?"

He Qingqing nodded, her fingers clutching her sleeves, her knuckles turning white.

"White Lamp Street is a place mainly used for underground transactions."

When she spoke, her voice was very low, and she unconsciously glanced at the door.

"It is lit all year round with cold white lights, and black-robed sellers trade inside. Not many people know about it. It is said that in Jiangcheng and even the provincial capital, those who have come into contact with the extraordinary and have money and power will mingle inside."

Black market.

Su Ye understood.

He had just uprooted the Xuanjing Society from Jiangcheng, and in the blink of an eye, a White Lamp Street appeared. The things hidden beneath this city were more than he had imagined.

He Qingqing paused for a moment and continued: "During this time, I have been adjusting according to the method you told me, and the feeling of Kidney Water freezing has indeed been suppressed somewhat."

She looked at Su Ye, her eyes carrying a hint of grievance.

"But it is still cold. Sometimes when I wake up at night, it feels like a piece of ice is pressing on my waist, so I wanted to find out if there are any spiritual essence Materials that can help me suppress the cold."

Her contact with White Lamp Street was purely accidental.

Someone told her that she could buy things there that could not be seen through ordinary channels: spiritual fruit fragments, spiritual essence Materials, potions to suppress abnormal evolution. At first, she just wanted to buy something to suppress the cold.

As a result, she was targeted as soon as she showed her face.

"They want to study my mutation direction."

When she said this sentence, her voice trembled.

"I have fought with them; they are very strong. Now they are threatening the safety of my family. Dr. Su, I am really at the end of my rope; I can only come to you for help."

She was only sixteen or seventeen after all.

A few days ago, sitting in the consulting room, she could still pretend to be calm and call him Senior, but now her eyes were red, her shoulders were tensed tight, and she held her phone in her hand, lighting up the screen over and over, checking messages over and over.

"This morning, I let my mom leave Jiangcheng to go to a relative's house in another place."

He Qingqing sniffed and turned the phone to show Su Ye.

In the chat box, the latest message had just popped up.

"Arrived, don't worry."

She stared at that line of text for two seconds, and her shoulders suddenly slumped.

Huu.

Tears almost fell, and she quickly raised her hand to wipe them away.

"My mom has arrived at the place; she should be safe now."

Su Ye looked at her appearance and sighed in his heart.

The Xuanjing Society was gone, and another White Lamp Street popped up. Underground transactions, black-robed sellers, mutation direction research—putting these words together, the situation was already dirty enough.

"You stay here with me today. After work, I will accompany you for a trip."

He Qingqing was stunned.

"Rest assured, staying by my side is safe."

Her lips moved, but she didn't speak. Her eyes were full of guilt and anxiety.

How deep the water of White Lamp Street was, even as a child who had just come into contact with the extraordinary not long ago, she knew in her heart. It was not just one person; there were transactions, organizations, and rules inside. It was too mysterious and too terrifying.

But she thought of the letter this morning.

White paper, red characters; the characters were written in blood, telling her to go to House 102 on White Lamp Street by herself tonight.

It even included photos of her parents.

She knew that once she walked in, the outcome would definitely be miserable.

She had no other path now; she could only come to find Mr. Su. He was the only extraordinary person she had come into contact with so far—

"Okay."

Her voice choked.

"Thank you, Dr. Su."

This day, there was an extra girl in the fourth consulting room.

She sat in the corner, her coat zipped up high, holding the water cup with both hands, not saying much. The people who came to see the doctor didn't pay much attention, at most rubbing their hands after entering, muttering: "Dr. Su, the air conditioning in your room is set a bit low."

—

Su Ye glanced at He Qingqing.

He Qingqing immediately pulled the water cup closer to her chest, as if she had made a mistake.

Su Ye didn't say anything.

With his current Mental Energy, he could roughly gauge the patient's condition with a sweep, but he still asked what should be asked, checked what should be checked, sent those who needed CT to CT, and those who needed urine tests to urine tests.

A middle-aged man came in with a film, nervously asking if he had a serious illness.

Su Ye looked at the film and then at the report.

"Stones, not big."

The man's face relaxed instantly.

Su Ye printed out the medical advice: "Drink more water, follow up on time, your situation is not serious."

Relaxed, simple, even a bit of long-lost stability.

Su Ye actually enjoyed these times. Compared to those messy things in the extraordinary world, seeing patients was much more worry-free.

He Qingqing, however, couldn't sit still.

She looked at her phone for a while, then at the door. If the footsteps in the corridor were slightly hurried, she would look up, her expression filled with panic.

Su Ye looked at her several times during the process.

"It's okay."

He Qingqing nodded.

Before long, she started staring at her phone again.

Su Ye didn't persuade her further. When a person is truly afraid, a few words are of no use; the source must be resolved.

The sky darkened, and the number of people in the outpatient building gradually decreased.

Su Ye finished seeing the last patient, turned off the System, and took off his white coat.

He Qingqing immediately stood up.

"Let's go."

Su Ye picked up his coat.

"You lead the way."

The location of White Lamp Street was very remote.

He Qingqing took Su Ye through several transfers, finally reaching an abandoned area on the edge of Jiangcheng. There used to be a hospital here, but it moved away, leaving the old site empty. Behind the hospital, there was originally a commercial street that relied on patients' families and nearby residents for business. Once the hospital left, the street slowly died, the rolling shutters were covered in dust, and the signs were blown by the wind until only half remained.

Su Ye stood at the entrance of the street and took a look.

Remote and old, very desolate, indeed suitable for hiding things.

The two walked inside.

He Qingqing was obviously nervous, whispering: "When I came here last time, it wasn't like this."

Su Ye didn't respond; his Mental Energy had already spread out.

The street, storefronts, the back wall of the old hospital, the abandoned pharmacy, the broken windows upstairs—all fell into his perception.

There was nothing.

No people, no Spiritual Qi fluctuations, no abnormal aura, even the scent left behind after a large gathering of people recently was very faint.

Su Ye's footsteps paused.

He Qingqing also sensed that something was wrong. She stood at the entrance of White Lamp Street, her complexion even paler than before.

"Strange—White Lamp Street is actually not open."

She looked at those pitch-black storefronts, her voice light: "They told me to come to House 102 tonight; I thought it would definitely be open here."

Su Ye walked to a shop with a broken sign. There was a tiny scratch on the door frame, like some kind of mark. He reached out and touched it; dust rubbed onto his fingertips.

These marks should all have their uses.

It's just that Su Ye didn't understand them for the time being.

"It's okay."

He withdrew his hand.

"I'll take you home first."

He Qingqing was stunned.

"But they—"

"This street is empty now," Su Ye said. "When White Lamp Street opens and how it opens, we don't know yet. Wasting time here is useless."

He Qingqing bit her lip and nodded.

Su Ye walked out.

"Your home isn't far from mine. Be sharp tonight; if there's the slightest bit of something wrong, message me directly."

"Mm."

He Qingqing lowered her head, her voice muffled, and the corners of her eyes were red again.

Su Ye glanced at her and raised a hand to rub her head.

He Qingqing's body stiffened.

"Don't think about it anymore; these are all small problems."

This sentence was said very calmly. He Qingqing's nose felt sore; she lowered her head and gave a forceful "Mm."

Su Ye sent her to the entrance of her residential compound, watched her go in, and waited for a while longer.

The phone vibrated.

—

He Qingqing: "I'm home."

Su Ye replied with two words.

"Don't sleep too soundly; tell me if there's a problem."

After sending the message, the casualness on his face slowly disappeared.

White Lamp Street, underground transactions, research on Inner Scene mutations.

These things made him uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart. The Xuanjing Society peeled off Outer-Aspects, White Lamp Street researched mutations. This city was quiet on the surface, but who knew how many dirty things were hidden underneath.

Su Ye returned home and rested briefly.

The Water-element Golden Core in his body moved slightly.

He raised his head.

There was something outside the door.

Su Ye got up, walked over, and opened the door.

The corridor was empty, but there was a piece of paper on the floor in front of the door, pressed under a black coin.

He bent down and picked it up.

The paper was covered with scarlet characters, a dark, deep red. They were written in blood, and every stroke was forceful, as if the person writing wanted to make it clear, displaying the small amount of viciousness inside.

He Qingqing's name.

His name.

The last line of handwriting was slanted—

"Do not interfere in the affairs of White Lamp Street."

Su Ye gripped the paper, his fingertips tightening bit by bit.

He looked up at the empty corridor, his voice very soft.

"Threatening me?"

Su Ye gazed at the night, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"It seems this underground force of White Lamp Street is truly extremely arrogant."

He looked down at the note in his hand.

The blood characters shimmered dark red under the corridor light. The threatening words inside made Su Ye's expression cold. Su Ye pressed his fingertips lightly on the paper surface. The Water-elemental Golden Core Embryo trembled slightly, and his Mental Energy spread out along the night.

A sneaky figure was currently leaving the residential complex.

He raised his eyes, his voice laced with a hint of mockery.

"Little mouse, do you think you can run away?"

As the words fell, Su Ye's figure had already vanished into the night.

The night was heavy. A middle-aged man walked along the empty street, wearing a dark gray short-sleeved shirt and silver-rimmed glasses, his hair combed meticulously. At a glance, he looked like a minor office bureaucrat, but his eyes were too cold, hidden behind the reflective lenses.

His speed was extremely fast; clearly, this was also an existence who had touched upon the extraordinary.

He gazed at the calm Jiangcheng and couldn't help but sneer.

Calm?

Beneath this calm little city, undercurrents had long since surged. After the Great Mist, all things in heaven and earth had changed. Those who were still honestly going to work and buying groceries had no idea that this city had already split into two vastly different worlds: the mundane under the sunlight, and the extraordinary amidst the surging undercurrents.

And he couldn't help but think of that girl.

He Qingqing, Kidney Water Inner Scene, yet her Inner Scene attribute had mutated toward the Ice element. To them, this was a rare treasure. This girl had only just begun to touch upon the extraordinary; otherwise, she would have been extremely troublesome.

But for now, she was just a little girl with too many weaknesses.

"If one could derive an Ice-elemental technique based on her Ice-elemental meridians—"

He muttered to himself, the greed in his eyes almost overflowing.

They had spent too much effort on this girl, waiting for the day to harvest the results.

However, he suddenly let out a cold snort. Today, there was actually a guy courting death, making contact with He Qingqing, and looking at it, he even seemed to have the intention of protecting He Qingqing.

He was courting death.

His expression twisted with a bit of disdain. That young doctor still didn't know what kind of terrifying existence he had offended.

Just as he was reveling in his own thoughts.

The next moment, his expression froze abruptly.

Hum!

A vast aura pressed in from all directions.

The air itself seemed to have turned into water. The light from the street lamps suddenly distorted, the edges of the halos trembling gently. Even his own breathing became muffled, as if his entire body had been pressed into the deep sea. A massive pressure surged in, almost crushing him. His face instantly flushed red. Before he could even distinguish the direction, a voice exploded in his eardrums.

"People from White Lamp Street?"

The voice wasn't loud, but it slammed into his brain like a hammer.

"You dare to threaten me?"

He tried to turn around abruptly, but his limbs felt as if they were being gripped by something invisible, and every inch of his skin was under immense pressure.

"Where do you want to run to?"

At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to have become more distant from him. The street lamps, old buildings, and street surfaces were all separated by an invisible layer of water-intent; it was as if he had been carved out from this world alone.

"What the hell is this!"

He gathered all his strength, stomping a web of cracks into the ground beneath his feet, and lunged forward violently. He struck out with his palm, tearing a sharp whistling sound from the air.

Pop.

Like a pebble thrown into water.

That force fell into the invisible barrier ahead, not even splashing a drop of water before dissolving completely.

This is—a water prison?

A piece of paper drifted down from the air.

He reached out to catch it, looked down at it, and his face changed wildly.

The paper was filled with scarlet words: "Do not interfere in the affairs of White Lamp Street. If you meddle, I will kill everyone related to you!"

This—wasn't this the note he had just left at the doctor's door?

In an instant, fear surged into his heart.

He couldn't breathe, as if an invisible hand had clamped around his throat. Every breath was cut short, and only a gurgling sound remained in his throat.

Deep in the city, amidst the dark shadows, a figure appeared there at some unknown time.

It was a young man, wearing a white T-shirt. He was very young, with refined features, standing in that distorted light and shadow. His eyes were deep and calm as a well, but the moment he looked at him, his back was instantly soaked in cold sweat!

Extraordinary!

And an extremely powerful Extraordinary!

What was that aura that had just pressed down? Water-elemental? The power of Kidney Water? Is this an Inner Scene Extraordinary?

He opened his mouth, his voice trembling.

"You, who exactly are you?"

Su Ye did not answer, just watching him.

"You are not qualified to question me. Now is the time for me to interrogate you. I want to understand the situation at White Lamp Street."

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, and he struggled frantically. However, the next moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura suddenly withered. An invisible force struck him hard, making his hair stand on end.

Finally, he resigned himself to his fate, kneeling on the ground, and said in a low voice: "White Lamp Street? You want to make a move against White Lamp Street? You have indeed walked very far on this path of the extraordinary, but I advise you best not to provoke White Lamp Street. It involves the interests of too many people, and you are only one person after all. Let me go, and I will pretend nothing happened, how about it?"

Su Ye heard this and looked at him indifferently.

It seems this White Lamp Street has complex and intricate forces.

His Mental Energy had already spread out. The middle-aged man only felt as if something in his brain was being forcibly pried open. His lips opened uncontrollably, and the words poured out from his throat.

"Monday, Wednesday, Friday, from seven to ten in the evening, it opens on time—in the abandoned commercial street behind the old hospital in the west of the city."

After he finished speaking, the fear in his eyes was so thick it almost overflowed. What exactly was that special power from just now? He had seen Water-elemental Inner Scenes before, but he had never felt such a terrifying sensation!

A monster. The person before him was definitely a monster he could not understand.

So that's how it is.

Su Ye withdrew his gaze. No wonder he hadn't seen anyone when he went to White Lamp Street today. He had thought He Qingqing had remembered the place wrong; now it seemed the time hadn't matched up. White Lamp Street hadn't been open at that time.

The middle-aged man calmed his emotions and then said solemnly: "I also advise you: stop meddling with that girl. The people who have their eyes on her Ice-elemental mutation are not people you can afford to offend."

Su Ye's eyes flickered, and he looked at him coldly.

Boom!

The middle-aged man's body stiffened abruptly. It felt as if something had exploded in his brain. A sharp buzzing sound drilled from his eardrums all the way to the back of his head. Every inch of his skin felt like it was being pricked by countless fine needles, and a creaking sound came from the crevices of his bones.

At this moment, the middle-aged man felt as if his will was being crushed inch by inch.

He wanted to beg for mercy, his lips moved, but all that came out was a vague breathy sound.

How could Jiangcheng have an Extraordinary of this level?

"This White Lamp Street is actually quite interesting."

"But thank you as well; you've allowed me to further verify some abilities."

"Let's just pretend today's events never happened."

The young man's voice drifted away, calm and light. But the middle-aged man gritted his teeth fiercely. He sneered in his heart, his expression ferocious. Pretend nothing happened? How could that be possible?

After I go back today, I must—Ah!

The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, as if suffering a painful blow. It was that invisible and mysterious power again, but it seemed to instantly tear open the back of his head. His mind instantly disintegrated, as if a page had been torn out of a complete book—

Pfft, pfft, pfft.

He collapsed to the ground.

White foam spilling from his mouth.

Su Ye walked along the street, the night breeze brushing against his clothes. His footsteps were neither hurried nor slow, yet his expression was exceptionally grave and cold.

He never expected that these people beneath Jiangcheng would be so unscrupulous.

Open, blatant threats.

He Qingqing was only sixteen years old, yet these people who had popped out from who knows where threatened her, even coercing her with the safety of her family's lives. They had clashed before, and He Qingqing had indeed reached the end of her rope before coming to Su Ye for help.

Thinking of this, there was not a hint of warmth in Su Ye's eyes.

The Xuanjing Society were rats hiding in the shadows.

White Lamp Street gave him a feeling of being even more rampant and arrogant.

"Missing persons—"

Su Ye suddenly thought of this matter. Could those unsolvable missing persons cases in Jiangcheng really all be blamed on the Xuanjing Society?

Could it be that the Xuanjing Society was just a scapegoat?

There were too many missing cases that actually came from other places.

White Lamp Street.

Underground trade.

An Ice-elemental mutation like He Qingqing's could even be turned into "research Materials" in their eyes.

Then what about other people who had just come into contact with the extraordinary?

What about Outer-Aspect Users?

It was a pity that Su Ye had already uprooted the Xuanjing Society's stronghold in Jiangcheng, letting everything be buried in the darkness along with the destruction of the Xuanjing Society.

Su Ye looked up at the night scene of Jiangcheng.

The night was very deep.

The lights high up floated, and the street surface was cut into patches of uneven light and shadow. The sound of traffic in the distance continued, and the city operated as usual, but the places that had gone dark between the buildings were like cracks that had not been illuminated.

Su Ye suddenly felt that he couldn't quite see through Jiangcheng anymore.

Some things were right under his feet.

Perhaps they had existed for a long time.

Ordinary people couldn't see them, and ordinary people were rarely affected, but once touched, it was like setting oneself on fire, instantly being swallowed by the darkness—

After returning to his residence.

Su Ye went over everything that had just happened in his mind repeatedly.

This time, he pushed his Heavenly Eye-level Mental Energy to the limit.

Mental oppression, water-intent sealing, and even directly using Mental Energy to hook into the opponent's mind for interrogation; in the end, Su Ye even directly erased the opponent's memory.

There were too many wonderful uses for Mental Energy.

He didn't kill that middle-aged man.

A dead person would alert White Lamp Street and startle the snake. Now, Su Ye had too many questions that he needed to go to White Lamp Street personally to find out.

Mental Energy had elasticity and self-healing capabilities. If that person was lucky, perhaps he might be able to recall some fragments in the future.

But at least for a month or so, he wouldn't be able to recall the events of tonight.

That was enough.

Su Ye looked down at his hands.

That feeling of touching consciousness from just a moment ago still lingered on his fingertips.

A person's mind was not a solid iron plate.

Surface thinking, emotional reactions, and the deeper mental core were all distinct.

If his Mental Energy were a bit more refined and stronger, he would be able to do more things.

"If my Mental Energy can advance one step further, I will be able to do even more."

The Water-elemental Golden Core Embryo trembled slightly.

Su Ye sat with his eyes closed for a moment before going to rest.

The next morning.

Su Ye was off duty today.

He Qingqing arrived very early.

She stood at the doorway, first looking at both sides of the corridor, then at Su Ye, her phone gripped tightly in her hand.

"Dr. Su." He Qingqing didn't know what had happened last night; she still wore a trembling, fearful expression.

Su Ye saw her like this and opened the door to let her in.

"Come in first."

After He Qingqing sat down, she also breathed a sigh of relief. Her home wasn't far from here, but she had been terrified the whole way, fearing that a black shadow would jump out from somewhere to knock her out and take her away.

Su Ye took a look.

"How did you sleep last night?"

He Qingqing lowered her head.

"It was okay, I didn't dare to sleep much—"

"Hm." Su Ye could see that He Qingqing's mental state was currently taut, on the edge. If it wasn't resolved, this child would really break down.

He changed into clothes convenient for exercise.

"Let's go."

He Qingqing was stunned.

"Where to?"

"To exercise."

"Ah?"

Her eyes were full of confusion.

He Qingqing had no heart for exercise now; she felt that she could be killed by that group from White Lamp Street at any moment.

But Su Ye had already gone out, so she had no choice but to follow.

In a nearby open space, Su Ye stood still. His expression was calm and composed. He moved his shoulders and back, producing a snapping sound.

"Watch closely."

He planted his feet firmly, his spine stretching out bit by bit. The next moment, the fascia in his back tightened, and a series of dense, crisp snapping sounds emerged from his joints.

Crackle, pop.

Dragon Snake Spine Shifting.

Su Ye threw a punch.

The air vibrated sharply.

He Qingqing's eyes widened.

She couldn't understand what this was, but she could feel that a path of force seemed to have been cleared in Su Ye's body, surging all the way from his feet to his fist.

No frills.

Very direct.

This is—a force-generating technique she had never seen before?

Su Ye withdrew his fist and looked at her.

"Try it."

He Qingqing pointed at herself.

"Me?"

"Yes."

"But I am Ice-elemental—"

"All things in heaven and earth, no matter how abnormal the evolution of the Inner Scene is, the Physical Body is ultimately the Foundation, the source."

This sentence made He Qingqing suddenly enlightened. Thinking of the force of the punch Su Ye had just thrown, her heart suddenly warmed up. The fear shrouding her heart dissipated somewhat, so she hurriedly learned Su Ye's posture and stood ready.

Her spine twisted, and the muscles in her back tightened instantly. Her body shook violently like a winnowing basket, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. Just by mimicking Su Ye's starting movement, she felt dizzy.

"I—did I do it wrong?"

Su Ye took a look.

"It's fine, it's just that your body is too weak."

He Qingqing blushed. Su Ye walked over and tapped her shoulder.

"Relax here."

Su Ye helped He Qingqing adjust the standard of her movements. Dragon Snake Spine Shifting was not complete; for now, Su Ye treated it as an ancient martial art for strengthening the body, and in his view, it was also a very suitable training method for He Qingqing's Physique.

After completing this set of Dragon Snake Spine Shifting, He Qingqing could clearly feel the changes in herself, as if a warm force was flowing in her body.

The coldness erupting from her kidneys was actually suppressed and scattered somewhat.

He Qingqing was stunned.

She looked down at her hands.

"Dr. Su—this training method is truly magical; it seems to really be useful!"

Su Ye's lips curled slightly.

Dragon Snake Spine Shifting could mobilize the bones, Qi and blood, and fascia for support. He Qingqing's Ice-elemental mutation was rooted in Kidney Water, and the cold energy was running wild; ultimately, it was because her Physical Body Foundation was too weak.

First, train the body to get hot.

The coldness could easily be suppressed. Once it could be suppressed, the difficulty of wielding it would naturally decrease significantly.

"You can also study ancient martial arts in your spare time."

"I have discovered that these things with a long history really do have merit."

He Qingqing nodded. At this moment, the fear in her heart had dissipated by more than half. That warm force had allowed her attention to be completely invested in this ancient martial art. The young doctor beside her, with his gentle smile, gave her a huge sense of security.

For the rest of the morning, Su Ye practiced his own, while occasionally correcting her.

He Qingqing soon discovered that Dr. Su usually spoke like a neighborly big brother, but once he started teaching, he was like a strict teacher. However, she listened with an open mind because she found that everything Dr. Su taught was exceptionally precious.

This might also be a true opportunity for her!

To her surprise, until the afternoon, the people from White Lamp Street did not come to find her again, and the tension in her heart gradually relaxed.

The sky darkened bit by bit.

Su Ye checked the time.

Wednesday, 6:40 PM.

He put away his phone and stood up.

"Let's go."

He Qingqing asked confusedly: "It's already dark, where are we going?"

Su Ye picked up his jacket.

"To White Lamp Street."