Chapter 405: Blocking

Luo Qi looked at the soul opposite him in surprise; Shi Xiansheng tossed a small bundle toward him, a package wrapped in a piece of green silk.

Of course, the green silk bundle was merely a visualized shell for a stream of information; what was wrapped inside was likely memory data, with a slight possibility that it also contained a soul fragment possessing personality traits.

Luo Qi opened a buffer pool within his own mental world, intending to receive the data from the small bundle.

"Be ready to catch the bundle, child; this bundle is quite heavy, and I wouldn't want to crush you," Shi Xiansheng said, using a double entendre.

Luo Qi was half-skeptical, tentatively expanding the buffer pool a little. A buffer pool was like a cleared-out mental territory, functioning somewhat like a warehouse at a logistics terminal, capable of mitigating the impact on the mind when a massive amount of information was suddenly generated. In other words, it could ensure that no matter what he saw, he wouldn't be stunned into a stupor.

In an instant, he condensed a small portion of his Yajian specifically to analyze the contents of Shi Xiansheng's package, then tried his best to categorize and store these contents in his mind.

The buffer pool had another benefit: there were no memories of his own in this fragmented thought space, and he could completely sever the buffer pool if necessary. He simulated the buffer pool as an independent Sandbox existing within his thoughts, specifically used to handle dangerous goods, such as a hidden soul embedded in memory information. Luo Qi had suffered once at the hands of an Ancestor Mage and never wanted to have that experience again. While trapped in the container, he had learned from his pain and designed this simple yet effective technique to isolate and destroy dangerous souls.

In the virtual world, Luo Qi pulled open the silk wrapping, and a massive amount of memory flowed into Luo Qi's Yajian buffer pool. Luo Qi was first surprised by the swift and violent onset of the torrent of Yajian; the amount of information Shi Xiansheng gave him was too vast. Then he was surprised by the orderly nature of these memories; it was not hard to understand that Shi Xiansheng had processed and organized this segment of memory, but Luo Qi saw the exquisite logic and meticulous thinking reflected behind it.

Finally, Luo Qi saw the information continuously flowing into his mind, wrapped in various Secret Language authorizations. Luo Qi recorded these, not yet knowing what these Secret Languages were actually for. But then he saw the true content wrapped in the information; it was the secrets of the Black Market. Financial information drifted past Luo Qi's eyes one after another, and the vast trading network of the entire Black Market began to take shape in his mind.

Luo Qi was startled as he went through this financial information in his mind. He had not undergone training in this area and could not quickly grasp the essentials, but he was already able to comprehend what this stuff actually meant. If he stood there and went through all this financial information, he would not have the ability to read and understand them all in a short while. He let these pieces of information pass and turned to read other categories; Shi Xiansheng had already sorted these memories for him, so it was not difficult to start from another end. Next, he saw a large amount of shocking gossip, countless pieces of secret news about many Great Mages whose names he had only heard of, all sorts of personnel files, and finally, he barely realized that these were all handles for blackmail.

He could no longer hold back, pulling his main Yajian out of this torrent of information and turning toward the other end that was transmitting the information to him.

"What is this?" he asked, looking at the old woman.

"Take it, child, this is all my power," the old woman said, with a hint of sharpness. "Take it, use it however you like. These are all your chips, the bet I have placed on you."

Luo Qi felt a wave of intense emotion; among many complex feelings, he captured the hatred she was trying her best to hide.