Chapter 41

In the laboratory.

Feng Yi calmly placed each magical ingredient into the vessel before him, watching them melt away one by one.

"Fruit of the Elder Tree, blood of the Mirror Dragon."

The magical ingredients gathered through the "Power of Gold" were catalyzed by extraordinary power, ultimately forming a slightly golden, thick liquid.

The liquid gently swayed, like a huge pupil, its gaze able to reflect every person's soul.

"The way this world makes potions is truly speechless; it's too casual, relying entirely on the mutual catalysis of the extraordinary properties contained in the magical ingredients."

"That is, all things originate from the same source; all extraordinary power comes from the primordial creator, and these magical ingredients containing similar extraordinary properties will automatically catalyze and fuse; otherwise, tsk"

With this thought in mind, Feng Yi slightly curled his lips, lifted the "Psychiatrist" potion before him, and drank it all in one gulp.

Like ice cream, yet like champagne, the liquid with a faint numbing stimulation entered his body, causing Feng Yi's body to undergo a huge change instantly.

The Fuxi status and concept contained within his body manifested again, continuing as before, crushing and devouring the primordial creator's spiritual imprint, like a supplement to himself and also a kind of perfection.

In this change, Feng Yi's accommodation of the Fuxi status and concept advanced another step; his sense of being became ever more in tune with Fuxi's status and concept, his innate spiritual light grew more condensed and weighty, faintly carrying a hint of sanctity and dignity.

At the same time, perhaps because the "Psychiatrist" of Sequence 7 belongs to the middle sequence, or perhaps because his accommodation of the Fuxi status reached a certain degree, Feng Yi finally obtained from the Fuxi status the first truly active ability.

"Gather the strength of many, form a human domain unique to oneself, suppress all extraordinary power within the domain, make everything act according to one's will; what is spoken becomes law."

Feeling the information surfacing in his mind, Feng Yi's expression became slightly dazed.

"What is this?"

"Forbidden domain?"

"Words become law, mouth contains heavenly edicts?"

"This should be the ability of a Judge or the Black Emperor, right?"

"But I clearly took the 'Psychiatrist' potion, and the Fuxi status crushing and devouring should also be the primordial creator's spiritual imprint contained in this path!"

"Moreover, is this an ability that the Fuxi status in the Immortal Realm should possess? That doesn't seem right!"

"More importantly, I am now a lone wolf; how can I gather the strength of many?"

As his thoughts turned, Feng Yi suddenly felt a toothache.

This ability is not bad; it's very powerful, even said to be heaven-defying, worthy of being the power contained in the Fuxi status and concept, or rather, authority!

But how to put it?

It's temporarily unsuitable for him!

"Ah, even if it were an ability to enhance divination, or yin-yang eight trigrams, or even musical theory and notes, it would still be stronger than this for now; this is clearly a late-stage ability!"

"Fortunately, even without gathering the strength of many, relying solely on one's spirituality can activate it, though the power will be reduced without limit, only amounting to a simple restrictive ability."

Thinking this, Feng Yi's heart felt somewhat relieved.

More importantly, this ability is indeed heaven-defying; perhaps it will be of great use in the future.

After pondering this, Feng Yi withdrew his mind from that ability, turned inward to the changes occurring in his body after consuming the 'Psychiatrist' potion and advancing to the middle sequence.

"Spirituality has increased, an attendant effect of sequence advancement, making it easier to activate the seal, the Gate of Fate."

"The five senses have become sharper, the physique has grown somewhat stronger, power and speed have increased greatly; finally no longer a frail spectator, and future sequence advancements will likely strengthen the physique ever more, until becoming a humanoid dragon."

Thinking of this, Feng Yi's mind involuntarily brought up the most dazzling diamond of Beckland he had seen not long ago, Audrey Hall.

"Who would have thought that this elegant, beautiful noble lady would later become a woman who could shatter mountains with a single punch!"

"Compared to Audrey, this Fool Klein seems rather frail!"

His thoughts kept diverging; after a good while, Feng Yi finally gathered his mind completely and turned it inward again.

"Well, I also gained several abilities: one is 'Deterrence', similar to dragon's might, good for clearing minions; one is 'Frenzy', exploding enemies' emotions, akin to taunting; also 'Psychic Suggestion', through specific words and actions, silently making the target act as arranged; 'Soothing', as the name implies, calms the target's mind, an important early means to help extraordinary beings avoid loss of control; finally 'Mind Reading', an advanced version of the Sequence 8 Mind Reader's ability, able to truly hypnotize the target and directly communicate with their mental entity, which is true mind reading."

"Not bad; although not a direct combat ability, it suits me perfectly, since the power of low-middle sequence combat abilities wouldn't help me much now."

Sensing the changes within his body, feeling the effects of these abilities, after a while Feng Yi slowly opened his eyes; his pale gold pupils narrowed, carrying a hint of dignity and indifference, like a divine dragon overlooking the earth.

At this moment, his internal changes were fully complete, and this body became Sequence 7 of the Spectator pathway, the Psychiatrist.

He clenched his fist, turned his gaze to his arm, and faintly saw slightly desolate and ancient scales.

"No wonder it's a pathway related to dragons!"

With this thought in mind, the dignity and indifference in Feng Yi's eyes faded, returning to their ordinary color.

At the same time, the scales on his body merged into his flesh and disappeared.

Besides his body becoming stronger and his gaze growing brighter, Feng Yi seemed not to have changed much compared to before.

At this moment, if Feng Yi felt something, he casually tossed out a coin bearing the eight trigrams; countless yin-yang lines rearranged, forming various innate hexagrams that flowed in his pupils.

Shortly after, with a ding, the coin landed on the ground, forming a hexagram.

As if pulled by the threads of fate, the laboratory door was gently pushed open, revealing a sturdy little head—none other than Wil. Aufsein.

Seeing Feng Yi's figure and sensing the surrounding traces of fate, Wil entered, a hint of reluctance on his face, and said softly, "Are you leaving?"

"Yes."

Looking at the fate snake he had lured back before him, Feng Yi reached out, and the coin with the eight trigrams fell into his hand.

"This gold coin can help you cleanse the madness slowly accumulating in your heart; consider it my parting gift!"

"When I return to Beckland next time, it will be the moment to help you completely eliminate the madness within your body!"

The moment his words fell, the surrounding void instantly became illusory; countless pieces of information continuously appeared, as if the real world and the spirit world intertwined here.

And as the void changed, Feng Yi's figure became blurred, as if he had entered a world composed of information.

The next moment, the changes in the surrounding void dissipated, returning to normal, and Feng Yi's figure vanished directly from the spot.

Seeing this, Wil bowed toward the void, then likewise seemed to turn into a fate snake, stirring the threads of fate, and vanished directly from the spot.

The laboratory instantly returned to silence.

(End of chapter)